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 1621.  the_momma_her_daughter_and_me
Author: Milliford Jones
Title: The Mother and Daughter and Me
Universe: Passions of the Perverted
Summary: A walk to work turns into an adventure into perversion.
Keywords: Warning!  MF, Mg, ped, oral, anal, ws, scat, rom

   Disclaimer

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   Imagine stepping into an adult book store.  It smells like a mix of
cheap men's cologne and dark desires.  You go into a booth and see a
selection of animated movies.  Not the real thing, no real actors.  Anime,
it is.  Hentai.  It takes place in a universe where no one gets killed.  No
one gets hurt without having the hurt assauged.  No one gets fucked up
physically or emotionally without eventually resolving it.  And love
counts. This is the fictional universe of Passions of the Perverted.

   Please note these tales are intended for adults only.  They are
obviously fantasy and have in o correlation with the real world.  The
characters are likewise totally fictitious.  I neither endorse or take part
in any of the acts described, except for that act of fantasy itself, which
allows for extreme behavior and exploration, but does not even begin to
suggest that such behavior is appropriate.   

   This disclaimer is unfortunately necessary in a world where even fantasy
is often deemed illegal, despite the fact that it is oft-times much
healthier and worlds safer than the actual risk taking behavior.

   It is with this vision and these parameters I present



   1616.  The_Momma_Her_Daughter_and_Me

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   It all began when I decided to walk to work.  It was a way to begin
getting back into shape and lift myself out of the six month depression I
had been in ever since my breakup with my girlfriend of seven years.  It
had been a great relationship from my perspective.  We lived together,
fucked like bunnies and experimented imaginatively.  But that had changed
when she decided to move to the west coast.  I wasn't ready for that.  I
liked my job and wasn't sure I could duplicate my career path elsewhere.  I
also knew the dangers of a long distance relationship so we agreed to call
it quits.

   It hurt like hell and I dove into all my solitary bad habits, booze,
porn and lots of pasta.  Sex became a solitary past time.  All this made
for sure fire weight gain.  But thankfully I had hit bottom two weeks
before and decided to make myself into the man I wanted to be.  That meant
changing up on all my habits.  I decided to champion environmental causes,
eat right and get the rest I needed.  That helped a lot.  Then came the
fine spring morning I decided to start the physical regimen.

   I hit the pavement outside my condo and headed towards dowentown.  It
was a 30 minute walk and I looked forward to it.  The fresh spring air
whipped up my appetites.  All of them.  That was a good thing.  I had been
dead inside for so long, even sexual frustration was a welcome sensation.

   I turned onto the main pedestrian thoroughfare a couple of blocks away
from home and the foot traffic picked up fast.  Soon I found myself in a
mass of white collar types power walking through a neighborhood of stylish
uptown boutiques.  The women were decked out in business suits and I got my
eyes full of swaying asses and tightly packed bosoms.  I sighed happily and
felt the metabolism spike into something closely akin to happiness.  I was
just trying to decide where to stop and have a light breakfast when I
caught sight of something that made my dick twitch.  There was a woman
walking a short distance ahead, wearing a snug short dress that flipped
right and left with each delicious twitch of her ass.  Adding to my
interest, she was walking with a little girl, obviously her daughter, who
had on a primary school uniform and had an identical ass twitching walk. 
They had to be mother and daughter, I just knew it.  The little girl's firm
round ass was an identical version to the larger heart shaped bubble ass
strolling beside her.

   I couldn't help but smile.

   Oh little girl, I thought to myself, what I'd like to do with your
Momma. I almost chuckled at my thought, but held back and just grinned as I
followed them down the street.  I was smart enough to hold back, but kept
them in clear view at all times as we ambled down the street.  This was the
high point of my past six months and I wasn't ready to let it go so
quickly. After about five minutes of this hypnotic show, the two turned off
the main thoroughfare and I walked on.

   That could easily have been the end of my serruptitious neo-relationship
with them, and I certainly assumed it would be.  I walked on into work, and
had a great, if hectic day.  I was back on top of my game.  I think it
showed and I was very happy with my newfound enthusiasm.  Occasionally
throughout the day the image of the mother and girl would surface, but I
discounted it as fantasy material for my evening at home alone.  I knew I
wasn't quite ready to get back out into the social mix, but just as
satisfied that that would come in time.

   I left the office on time that evening, figuring to dine alone at a
health conscious restaurant on the way home.  Maybe stop and get something
non-fattening to snack on while I whiled away the evening, looking for the
next inspiration to bring me closer to my goal of finding a new life and a
new lover.

   That was my line of thought when, just as I approached the same corner
where they had disappeared that morning, the mother/daughter combination of
my dreams slipped out onto the sidewalk in front of me.

   I literally froze in my tracks.  It was as if fate had intervened.  I
quickly began my stalking stroll again, bewitched by the moment and
salivating at the sight of their seductive sweet asses dancing in front of
me.

   It started out as a replay of the morning's jaunt.  They walked ahead,
and I trailed behind, close enough to keep them in sight, but far enough
away to remain unnoticed.  I wasn't sure how long we walked, I was in a
dream world where I almost felt I knew these lovely women.  My dick had
hardened and I was enjoying the thrill of sexual desire, renewed after
these many months.  But then, they suddenly took a sharp turn and
disappeared into a corner restaurant.  Maybe I should have kept going. 
Maybe I should have went on my way and proceeded with my planned lonely
evening.  I even told myself to do just that, but my dick acted as an ass
magnet and I turned into the restaurant after them.

   I watched as the woman and her daughter were seated by the window.  Now
that I saw their faces, I was even more entranced.  They were both blond,
with a clean Nordic look that traditionally drives men to madness, and the
woman couldn't have been 30.  Too young for me.  I was for5.  But still,
they were beautiful together and it was wonderful to see the faces that
matched the backsides of my newfound obsessions.  Obsessions, because for
some reason I now thought of them as matching bookends for my sexual
desire. I know, dirty old man thoughts, but the thoughts were just thoughts
and I don't equate them with actions.  Never have, never will.

   At any rate, I was infatuated.  Reality had nothing to do with it.  And
it might not ever have been anything more than a fantasy, had not the
waitress who seated me hadn't portioned me just across the room from them
in a booth facing them, allowing me to catch their profiles as they chatted
and giggled together.  The mother has a good figure.  Nice, but smallish
breasts, smooth round contours.  For both of them, despite being beautiful,
their most outstanding feature were their sexy butts.  I thought that the
two of them could have been sisters.  Possible, but not likely.  Certainly,
they had the manner about them of friends more than parent and daughter.  I
smiled up at them from my menu and was ready to order when the mother
suddenly turned towards me, rose up and walked over to my table.

   She stood before me, folded her slender arms across her small breasts
and said flatly, "Am I wrong, or have you been following us?"

   "Um--uh---I--I--I" I stuttered and stammered, but the young woman just
stood there waiting for my response.  "Uh--I'm sorry, I guess I have," I
said.

   "I knew it!" she exulted.  "I could feel it.  You were staring at my
ass, weren't you?"

   "I-ahh--How did you know?" I admitted and wondered at her at the same
time.

   "I could feel it," she practically crowed.  "I can always feel it when a
man fixates on my butt." Then she moved closer and said in a soft whisper
in my ear.  "You were watching my little girl's butt too, weren't you?  She
felt it just like I did."

   I dropped my head in shame, ready to crawl out of the restaurant and
hide away forever in my cave of a condo.

   I expected the woman to chide me some more, but instead she reached down
and touched my hand.  "Come over here and join us, why don't yo yo you, "
she smirked.

   She took my hand and led me over to her table.  She sat down beside her
daughter and I sat facing them.

   "Well?" said the woman.  "Explain yourself.  Why were you following us?"

   The little girl giggled, "'Cause he likes to look at girls' bottoms, I
think." she ventured.

   "Well....I guess it's because--well--the two of you walk alike." I
stammered.

   "What?" said the woman.  "Really?  is that why we both felt you staring
at our butts?"

   "I--I don't understand," I said.  "I didn't mean to bother you or
anything.  I just got carried away because you looked so--so cute
together."

   The little girl giggled.  The mother smiled knowingly, "Cute, eh?  Did
you know you were cute, Judy?"

   The little girl answered brightly.  "Of course.  I'm beautiful."

   "You certainly are," said the woman, squeezing little Judy around the
shoulders.  She then turned back to me and smiled.  obviously enjoying her
upper hand.  "Sexy too, eh?" she added.

   I tried to slant the conversation to something less incriminating, "Can
you really feel it?" I asked.

   She smiled again.

   "I can always feel it.  My butt gets tingly and I'll look around, and
sure enough some guy is staring a hole at me.

   "Staring a hole?" giggled little Judy.  "Like a butt hole.  Guys are
trying to see our butt holes?" Then she cocked her head to the side and
beamed at me.  "Were your trying to see my butt hole, mister?"

   I blushed bright red.  That didn't deter my cock from rising at the
thought, but I would never admit that.  I'd just let my embarrassment do
the talking for me.

   The girl's mother kept her good humor, but seemed to have caught on to
the idea and wasn't willing to release it.

   "Well, would you?"

   "Huh?  what?" I fell back to what was becoming my normal response with
this pair.

   The woman leaned forward, but stopped because the waitress brought them
their food.  Then she addressed the waitress, "You can add our checks
together," she said.  "and our friend will pick up the tab for us." Then
she looked at me with a curious expression, "Won't yo yo you, sweetheart."

   "Um, yeah, sure.  My pleasure," I said.

   The waitress nodded understanding then left.  The woman leaned back
across the table.  "Well," she whispered.

   "What?" I said.

   Very slowly, and very carefully she enunciated, "Do you want to see my
little girl's asshole?"

   I looked down at my lap that had a growing erection in it.

   The woman took over and raised my chin.

   "Come on," she whispered.  "It's okay.  We know what you want.  Don't
we, Judy?"

   Judy giggled yet again.  "I know.  He wants to..."

   "Shhh!" interrupted the woman, and little Judy stifled herself.  Then
the young mother placed both hands on the table and looked me in the eye.
"I think we can be friends.  If you're honest and kind, like you seem to
be, maybe we can come to an agreeable arrangement for all of us.  But
first, we have to get to know each other.  You have to promise to be
absolutely honest with both of us, and you have to promise you will never,
ever hurt us or let anyone else hurt us.  Can you do that?"

   I looked back into the young woman's eyes.  I was incredibly intrigued
and enormously turned on by this encounter, and a little lost in the
terrain as well.  I was a normal guy, but had a lot of fantasies that
ranged across the whole vista of male/female relationships.  Fantasies that
never went beyond that point.  They didn't need to.  This was new and scary
to me.  I felt shy and ashamed, but hopeful at the same time.  I composed
myself a bit and finally said to her.  "I know Judy's name.  Can you tell
me yours?"

   "Sure," she smiled.  "Wanda.  Wanda Freeman."

   "I'm Woodrow Williams," I said.

   "Woody," giggled Judy.  Wanda smiled.

   I went on, "Okay Wanda and Judy, I can promise to be absolutely honest
if you will do the same, and I promise I'll never intentionally hurt either
of you.  But as for the rest, I think I have to get to know you too.  If I
do, and if we still like each other, I'll agree to anything you want."

   "Anything?" trumpeted Judy.

   "Don't get your hopes up too high, Judy." said the young mother.  Then
to me she said.  "Okay."

   The waitress suddenly appeared with my dinner and sat it down.  After
she left I reached my hand across the table to the woman.  She leaned
forward again and said softly, "but no fucking, feeling up, oral sex or
anything like that with Judy.  Not until there's a real commitment. 
Understood?"

   "I was completely cowed by this.  I had never really considered messing
around with the little girl.  Not in real life anyway.  I figured fantasy
was anything goes, but it sounded like this lady was giving me complete
freedom with her daughter if I passed this test.  But it was a test I felt
comfortable with so I said "Okay,"

   Little Judy was quick to follow suit, reaching across her plate and
table to shake my hand as well.

   "But you've got to promise you'll never leave us," she added.  "No
leaving."

   The child was adamant.  I looked from her to her mother.  This was an
added clause that was more than a little forbidding.  Suddenly, we weren't
talking about a little liaison that included illegal liberties with a
preteen child.  We were talking about forever.

   The mother shrugged.  "I wouldn't have said that," she said.  "But it's
really important to Judy.  She's been abandoned and I won't allow that to
happen again.  When I said you had to agree never to hurt her, I guess it
includes never leaving either."

   I stared at them, speechless.  This was unbelievable, but it suddenly
kicked me out of my dreamlike state and centered me right smack dab into
reality.  I had more on my hands here than a sexual romp or illicit (and
one off) trip into the world of pedophiles.  I had to commit.  Could I? 
The good thing was it got my brain working again.  When I spoke again, it
was with a much stronger voice.

   "I think we should do just what you say.  Get to know each other really
well before anything else happens." I looked at the child.  "I really,
really don't want to ever hurt yo yo you, Judy." I looked at the woman. 
"And I'm not insisting on any sexual contact, with either of you.  In fact,
I can't believe this is really happening."

   "Oh, it's happening.  and the no sex rule if you don't want to stay
forever only apples to Judy.  If we hit it off, I won't tie you to a long
term commitment.  But the honesty, that's essential." Then she shrugged. 
"If we're not compatible, we shouldn't be together anyway."

   "You're very bold," I said.  "and outspoken too."

   "I guess I am," she mused, pursing her bee stung lips as if begging for
a kiss.  "But that's the kind of thing we need to work out.  I don't mind
moving fast, but it has to be real.  You have to figure out if that's okay
for you.  And I need to know if I can dig the soft, gentle kind of man you
seem to be.  I've never been with a man like that before."

   It was finally my turn to smile.  "So, it seems we both have something
to intrigue the other.  That's something to start off with."

   "Yes, I guess it is," she said, sounding every bit like the mother she
was.  "Now, let's eat.  The food is getting cold."

   We ate.  There wasn't any more conversation until the main course was
done.  And it was me who spoke up.

   "You want any dessert?" I asked Judy.

   The little girl beamed.  "Can I?" she asked her mom.

   "Why not," she grinned, "and I think I want something too."

   "It's my treat," I said.  "Get whatever you like."

   Judy got ice cream.  Her mother ordered creme brulee.  I had coffee.

   "Don't you want anything?" asked the girl's mother.

   "Nope, I'm dieting," I said.

   "You do that a lot?  diet, I mean." said the mother, eyeing my girth.

   "Nope, I said.  "First time out.  I let things get out of control after
my last girlfriend left and it's taken me six months to start getting back
up on my feet."

   "Oh?  you're single then?" perked up the mother.

   "Yep.  You?" I asked.

   "Yes," sighed the mother, the pauses and sighed.  "Judy's daddy left us
over a year ago.  Everything fell apart after that and we moved to town
just last week.  We're completely lost here.  You could help us find our
way around if you like."

   "My pleasure," I said.  When I saw they were both done with their
desserts I called for the check.

   I worried over what to do next.  I got an idea.  "Where are you off to
now?" I asked.

   "Just home," answered Wanda.  "We're still settling in.  We're still
unpacking."

   "You wanna help?" Judy burst out.

   I grinned.  "Sure, it will postpone going home by myself and trying to
figure out if this is all a dream or not."

   "Fine," said Wanda, and rose to leave.  Judy scooted over to follow.  I
followed them out the door, and immediately remembered exactly what had
started all this, their sweet asses.

   As soon as we got out on the street Wanda said, "You're doing it again,
aren't you?"

   "Oops, sorry," I quickly apologize and stepped up beside her.  "Where's
home?" I asked.

   "Just a few blocks over on 28th and Oak," she answered, and hooked her
arm in mine.  Judy was walking on the other side of her, holding her hand.

   I looked at Wanda out of the corner of my eye.  She seemed so self
assured.  "Well hell," I said out loud.  "This is about the only way I'd
get to meet a beautiful girl right now.  I don't have enough self
confidence to introduce myself to someone at a ballroom dance club at this
point."

   "What do you mean?," she asked.

   "Well, I would never have had the nerve to approach yo yo you, " I tried
to explain.  "The only way I could have met you would be for you to take
charge of the situation."

   She laughed.  "No problem there.  That's my natural forte.  I am the
initiater of practically every relationship I've ever had, whether it was
friendship or romance.  If that's a problem, it's no problem.  I will never
hesitate to speak my mind."

   "Yes, I noticed," I said.

   "Speaking of which," she said, "Back to my question earlier.  Do you
want to see my baby's little asshole or not?"

   My newfound courage took a couple of steps backwards, but I was
determined to keep my end of the bargain and speak the truth.

   "I've fantasized about little girls before," I admitted.  "But I've
never taken any action.  I doubt if I will with Judy either."

   "What?" suddenly yelped the little girl and she ran around if front of
us.  "You mean you were tricking me?"

   Whatever courage I was building up quickly evaporated.  "No...no.  I'm
not trying to trick anyone." I demurred.  "I'm just trying to tell the
truth."

   "But you were looking at my butt too, right?" she demanded.

   "Yes, I guess I was," I said, reddening again.

   "That means you think I'm sexy, right?"

   "Yes I do," I said as softly as I could.

   "Then why don't you want to see my naked butt hole?"

   "I-I-I...." I stuttered in utter defeat.

   Wanda laughed and grabbed Judy's hand, leading her and me on towards her
home.

   "I guess you can see that Judy has inherited a straight forward
personality from me as well," she noted.

   "I guess so," I agreed, happy to escape the interrogation.

   "So, answer her," Wanda went on, keeping me on the same hook but with
slightly less confrontation.

   I felt like it was a test.  Would I--could I---be honest as I promised
to be.  In total defeat and submission, I finally answered.  "Yes--yes--I
guess I would."

   "Ha!" crowed Judy and hopped in front of us in a jaunty little hop.  She
walked in front of us and said over her shoulder to me, "Go ahead, I want
to feel you drill a hole in my butt."

   Heaven help me, I did my best to do just that.  The little girl had a
sexy little strut that I'm sure she exaggerated for my benefit.  I caught
Wanda looking down at my tenting cock and smiling.  She leaned in onto my
shoulder and said coquettishly as she studied her little girls
ass-twitching stroll, "Do I really walk the same way as Judy."

   "Completely identical, only in full sized glory," I said.

   "That's sexy," she said.

   "Whoa!  yeah," I agreed.

   She looked blatantly down at my bulge.  "Yes, I see."

   Just then, Judy yelped.  "I can feel it, my bottom is tingly from your
looking at it so hard."

   Then she took off in a kind of skipping run, down the sidewalk and
turning into a little duplex.  She hopped up on the porch of the house and
pulled a set of keys out of her little purse, turned the knob and
disappeared inside.

   I accompanied Wanda into the building and was led down into a basement
area.  The door was open and Wanda pulled me into a service apartment that
looked like a hobbit hole.  It was absolutely crammed full of taped up
boxes.  So much so there wasn't really room for anything else.  The place
itself was tiny.  You could see the bedroom, bathroom and miniscule service
kitchen all from any point in the tiny alcove someone had dubbed a living
room.

   "Wha...?" I uttered before I could stop myself.

   "I know.  I know," Wanda excused, "It's a hovel, but its what I can
afford right now and I needed to get a place within walking distance of my
day job."

   "You work two jobs?" I worried.

   "Not yet," said the shapely blond.  "But I will as soon as I get settled
in and arrange for someone to look after Judy in the evenings." She eyed me
critically.  "Someone trustworthy that is," she added.

   "Yeah," I said non-commitally.  I tried to keep my mouth shut.  I could
just see myself trying to barge into their lives and rescue them from what
has become the all to typical American story; i.e.  single mother working
multiple jobs and a kid left on her own much of the time.  I could just
swoop in, offer them one of my three bedrooms, have a live in sex-partner
and tease at an illicit relationship with her preteen daughter, but that
wasn't me.  I knew it wasn't.  At the same time, I wasn't comfortable with
them living like this if I could do something about it.  Then Judy piped up
with something that led me to the offer I had just decided not to make.

   "Mommy, I don't want to sleep here again tonight.  Can't we go somewhere
else."

   "No Judy," Wanda tried to stifle her.

   "But it's smelly and crowded and all stuffy."

   "Judy!" led in Wanda.  "Quiet.  We'll get another place as soon as I can
afford it, I promise."

   "Wait," I said, knowing better, but saying it anyway.  "I have a three
bedroom condo.  There's plenty of room there.  Maybe you could settle in
there till you got up on your feet....at least." I added the 'at least'
after a slight hesitation..

   "I don't know..." said Wanda, and I could see the worries implied by the
offer speeding across her mind.

   "I'll sub-let it to yo yo you, " I offered.  "Unofficially of course. 
You pay the same rent you do here, and provide your own food.  We can share
the living room and kitchen as common areas.  You get your own keys and are
free to lock the doors to your rooms." I looked around.  "Please, it would
be tons better for Judy than this place, and if gives me a chance to prove
myself the nice guy you think I might be."

   "Nice, but horny," chided Wanda.

   "Horny for my butthole," added Judy and turned around and swished her
little ass back in forth, teasing."

   Trouble was, the teasing worked.

   "Okay, you're right," a admitted, "but I'll do everything I can to show
you I don't mean either of you any harm and I'm really only trying to
help," but then added for honesty's sake.  "For all the other stuff--being
horny and stuff--what we said still goes.  I'll behave myself and not try
anything."

   "Mommy!  can we?  can we?" cried Judy, obviously wanting to get out of
this little musty hole in the ground.

   Wanda looked at Judy, then at me.  A world of thought passed over her
smooth wide brow and through her big eyes, but then a spark hit and she
gave a little laugh.  "I have an idea." she said.  "A really nasty idea. 
Then she looked at Judy with a knowing look.  Judy responded by making a
little "oh" with her mouth and giggled in delight.  Wanda shook her head
yes and Judy followed in agreement.

   "Perfect!" Wanda exulted.

   "What?" I asked, totally confused.  "I think I'm being left out."

   "Oh, you won't be left out.  In fact, you'll be the center of
attention."

   Judy just trilled in joyous laughter and I started to get worried.  Had
I moved from an erotic dream to a slasher nightmare.  I sincerely hoped
not. But what I had in store for me would fit in both genres.

   Wanda smiled and moved close to me, brushing her well bound breasts
against my chest.  Judy crowed in at her side, just about at penis height
and aglow with mischief.  Wanda said softly, "Woody, have you ever heard of
a human toilet?"

   "What?" I asked, surprises and taken aback.

   "Have yo yo you, Woody?" insisted Wanda.

   "You get to see my butthole that way," chided Judy, "and wipe it
too..with your mouth!"

   "Maybe I'd better go," I said, backing up.

   "Here's the deal," said Wanda.  "We don't know you.  We're kind of
vulnerable if we agree with your suggestion.  Even if we pay rent, we'll
still be at your mercy, won't we."

   "No," I insisted.  "I was only trying to help."

   "Wait," said Wanda, stopping my protest.  "This way we will know that
you are willing to do anything for us.  And you don't have to do it all the
time.  Just--let's say just once a week."

   "Friday nights!" exclaimed Judy, "To start the weekend."

   "Every weekend," added Wanda conclusively.

   "But--I don't--I never--"

   "Bet you've never fucked a little girl in the ass either, have yo yo
you, Woody," said Wanda.  "Or stalked a woman and her daughter down a city
street and into a restaurant."

   I'll say this for Wanda.  Her beauty was perfectly offset with a
mother's ability to pour guilt on those around her.  And again, it worked.
I felt her interpretation of me winnow deep into me.

   "Okay," I said, "explain what you mean.  Isn't a human toilet someone
who people use to--" I looked down at Judy who was still eyeing me with
knowing glowing big brown expectant eyes.

   "We would expect you to let us piss and shit in your mouth once a week
on Friday night.  It would be like a confirmation of our agreement.  You
will never hurt us.  You will take care of us."

   "And you won't leave us!" quickly added little Judy.

   "That's not included unless we agree to a long term commitment," warned
Wanda.  "But if you will do this for us, we will move in with you and try
to work on building a real family together."

   I felt scared and excited.  The thought was repellent on one level, but
not on the one where my dick lived.  It was getting more of an erection
workout than it had for several months.  Suddenly, my old girlfriend
receded far into the past and I was staring into the faces I could have in
my immediate future.

   "Okay," I said, in a voice I wasn't sure was my own.

   "Good," smarted Wanda and she hiked up her dress and started to pull
down her panties,

   "Wait!" I practically cried.  "It's not Friday.  It's Monday."

   "But we start here and now," explained Wanda.  "Besides, I need to
shit."

   "And I need to pee-pee," added Judy as she quickly shucked her white
cotton panties and raised the skirt of her school uniform to reveal a
smooth hairless pussy cleft.

   "Oh my," I whispered at the sight, Seeing my reaction, Wanda unclasped
her skirt and let it drop to the floor, revealing her more mature, but
easily ad beautiful pubic bush.

   "Oh, shit!" I said, catching my breath.

   "Exactly," prompted Wanda.  "Now, drop your pants and lie on the floor.
I want you to jack off while I shit in your face."

   I was amazed.  This brazen and brash young mother had me hard as a rock
with the vilest of activities I could imagine.  And I was going to do it. I
knew, in my heart and in my loins, that I was going to do exactly as she
commanded.

   "Where?" I murmured.  "Where do you want me?"

   "Right here on the floor." she said flatly.  "Lie down on the floor and
open your mouth.  Our first kiss is going to be ass to mouth.  My ass. 
Your mouth."

   I did as she asked.  I unzipped my pants and let them drop to my knees,
then lay down on the hard wood floor, and watched as she strutted over to
me.

   "Ahh," she sighed.  "Exactly the way I want you.  But first let's pull
down those boxers."

   She stood with my head looking up between her legs and bent over to
scoot my shorts down my hips to reveal my fully erect penis.  Meanwhile I
got a beautiful eyeful of her cunt and ass.  I'm in love, I carelessly
thought to myself, actually knowing it wasn't love I was feeling, but a
nasty form of lust.  And suddenly I wanted to do just as she asked.  I
wanted her shit and piss.  Anything to get closer to that sweet ass and
pussy.

   "Oh yes," mewled Wanda as she gazed down at my cock, and started to
squat, but before she had moved an inch, her daughter scurried over,
plopped down on my face with there tiny little pussy glued to my mouth and
began pissing/

   "I gotta go!" she declared and ground down onto my face.  "Drink my pee,
Mister Woody.  Show me you like my pee-pee and I'll show you my butthole
too."

   I was surprised.  This was my first taste of piss, and I found I liked
it.  It was a little tangy, a little sweet, but most of all, it was sexy as
hell.  Then I heard the little girl's mothers voice commanding me.

   "Jack off while you drink her pee, Woody.  Show me your fat hard cock
and suck her pussy dry."

   Shame and embarrassment be damned, I did as she asked and it felt great.
I was ready to come immediately, but hesitated.  I slowed down my stroke.

   "No, I want to see you cum, Woody.  It's okay.  I like to see my man
cum. Splatter Judy's little school dress all to heel with your nasty
sperm."

   "Yes, Mr.  Woody, and wipe up my pussy with your tongue.  Clean up all
my pee for me so I'm nice and clean."

   Oh Jesus, I thought.  This is wonderful.  I sucked at Judy's tiny
urethra and got the last droplets of her urine, then began tonguing her
pussy folds.  I lapped across her tiny clit and swept over it several times
too.  She shuddered in response and started moaning and trying to ride my
face, but was stopped short by her mother.

   "Judy, no.  This isn't for fucking," warned Wanda.

   "Unhhh!  but I wanna--I wanna--"

   "You want to cum, I know." finished Wanda.  "But Mr.  Woody hasn't said
he'll stay with us, yet."

   "Don't care!" cried the little girl.  "I wanna cum!"

   "Okay, okay.  but hurry.  I still need to shit in Mr.  Woody's mouth and
I can't wait forever."

   Without adie yo you, Judy began riding my face, grinding her tight
little cunt into my mouth.  I forewent my masturbation and held on to her
waist while I ate out her fresh sweet cunt.

   Judy quickened her pace.  "I'm fucking your face!" cried the little
girl. "I'm fucking your nasty old face." and started grunting and squirming
as she began her drive to an erotic peak.  She wriggled and ground at me
while I winnowed my tongue into the entrance of her cunt and found an open
welcoming little tunnel in which to dig the length of my oral digit.  She
began to shiver on my face and cried out in joy.  "FuckFuckFuckFuckFuck
Fuck your face!"

   I was amazed at the intensity of her orgasm.  She held nothing back,
just as she hadn't shown any shyness about pissing in my face.  She was
panting for breath when she as through and shakily lifted herself slightly,
only to plop down again, this time with her little ass in my face.  She
reached down and spread the plump little cheeks of her butt and ground down
again onto my mouth.

   "Yeeeeeessss," she cooed.  "Now lick my butthole, Mr.  Woody.  Lick it
nice and clean."

   By now I was too far gone to ever refuse this child.  I probed into her
little asshole with as much gusto and fervor as I could.  I did taste some
shit.  I knew it.  Now, I had never tasted shit before, had never even
imagined it as a pleasant experience, but I have to admit I liked it.  It
was suddenly sexy.  Certainly, little girl piss and shit was something I
felt I could handle.  Handle and enjoy it, I thought to myself.  Judy liked
it as well, it seamed.  She ohh'ed and ahhed as I reamed out her little
asshole.  I found myself entrhalled by the rubbery little entrance to her
bowels.  The crinkly texture of the swirl leading into her ass and the
tight muscular ring that protected it.  Her firm round asscheeks were a
delight as well.  I was ready to spend some time exploring her preteen butt
but we were suddenly interrupted by her mother.

   "That's enough," said Wanda.  "My turn.  And I really, really need to
shit."

   Judy reluctantly gave up her position and Wanda replaced her.  But
whereas Judy had glued her butt to my face, Wanda squatted over me, her
asshole hovered inches from me.  It was a completely difference experience
from Judy's display and it took an instant to get used to.  That instant
was all I needed though.  Wanda's ass was generous, but very firm and
delightfully round.  Tightly packed.  And her cunt was glistening and her
asshole was a pouty opening, already expanding.

   Now this I wasn't sure I was ready for.  This was truly going to be
shit. A woman was really, honestly and truly going to shit right into my
face.  In fact, I saw her asshole start opening up and a shiny brown turd
start to plough through the opening.

   "Oh yes, I needed this," said Wanda.  "Now open your fucking mouth and
eat my filthy shit."

   "Oh fuck," I cried as I saw the slimy turd drop from her asshole down
onto my face.  I opened my mouth to receive it.  It tilled my mouth quickly
and spilled out over my face.  Her shit had a strong, earthy taste and
smell.  It was not sweet or evocative of anything except what it was,
feces. The thing was, it excited me.  I found myself jacking off and
chewing and swallowing the shit as she continued to cover my face with it.
I felt buried in shit now, and all I wanted to do was cum.

   "Oh fuck, yes," growled Wanda.  "Jack off for me while I shit in your
face.  I love it.  I love it."

   And with that she raised up.  turned around and user he own hands to
scrape the nasty mess of shit from my face so I could look up and see her.

   "This is what you get every week," she declared.  "It's our honesty
ceremony.  And if we ever get engaged, you get to fuck me too.  And if we
get married, you get to fuck both me and Judy.  At least once a week."

   Then she dropped her furry blond cunt onto my face and pissed in my
mouth.

   "Here's your chaser, Woody.  Wash all that shit right down." And she
proceeded to feed me a strong steam of her urine.  Again, this was nothing
like Judy's pee.  It was richer, and tasted of things bitter and tangy. 
But I liked it just the same, and let it spray into my open mouth and wash
over my face like an overhead shower.  I did my best to swallow every drop
I got in my mouth.  I wasn't about to spit any back out.

   When she was finally done, she looked at me quizzically.  "You haven't
cum yet," she observed.

   "Um---I was kind of involved with the moment," I sputtered, her urine
still dripping from my face.  "I got into your--your shit and piss and was
focused on that."

   "You liked it, eh?

   "I loved it.  All of it." I admitted.

   "Do you want to cum?" she asked as if testing.

   "Yes.  Definitely," I said.

   She smiled.  "Then why don't you cum in my mouth," she said and bent
over in a 69 position.  that gave me access to her pussy and ass while she
gobbled up my dick like a lollipop."

   I began licking her wet cunt and hunching into her mouth.  She didn't
back off, but fought to get a rhythm going with me.  Seems she wanted hers
too.

   I was happy to cooperate.  And she reciprocated with a groan and a flood
of pussy juice.  I didn't mean to, but found myself comparing her with my
former girlfriend.  Her pussy was different from my last girlfriend.  Not
better or worse , just different.  Her pussy was nastier.  The lips were
thicker and elongated.  there was a stud through her clit.  Her juices were
heavier and a little astringent.  But I've always loved eating pussy, and a
clean asshole too.  That was sure to get me ready to nut.  Now I'd
discovered the pleasure of piss and shit, and my oral fixation had just
gotten stronger.  This was evidenced when I happily squirted the biggest
load of sperm in my life down her throat.  It must have surprised her
because it made her choke and gag.  it seemed as if she were strangling in
my dick and I struggled to pull out of her spasming throat but she fought
back to keep it lodged there.  At the same she started to cum too.  Sparked
by the impending asphyxiation, she thrashed and groaned through as violent
an orgasm as I'd ever seen.

   When we were both done, breathing hard and nasty sweaty, I managed to
gasp "Shit!  God!  Sweet Jesus."

   Wanda barked a harsh laugh and said, "Fuck yes!  That was good."

   We were both suddenly interrupted by a sudden squeal from Judy.

   She was perched atop a cardboard box.  She had been watching us and was
playing with her tiny preteen cunt.

   "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" She cried.  "Fuck me fuck me Fuck me, Mr Woody. 
Fuck my little pussy with your great big cock!  Nnnnnnnnnggghhh!"

   Her orgasm had her jerking and keening in her high pitched child's
voice. It was remarkable in its duration and left her spasming and sighing.

   "I had no idea little girls could cum like that," I said.

   "Lots of practice," breathed Wanda.  "She's been playing with herself
since she was in the cradle." She paused briefly.  "I was the same."

   "That explains a lot," I mused.

   Sitting up with her legs splayed and her wet pussy fully exposed, she
asked, "what does it explain?"

   "You're -- um --liberated attitude towards sex.  I mean, this isn't the
first time Judy's been with a man, right?"

   Wanda laughed, almost sadly.  "You can say that again.  That angel faced
little girl has been fucking around from day one.  Her daddy tongued her
cunt the day she was brought home from the hospital.  He had her eating his
cum from that day on as well.  He was a freaky old fart and had her eating
shit and drinking piss before she was two.  She was taking his slimy old
cock up her butt when she was three, just the head of it of course, and he
busted her cherry when she was six with her fingers.  She still hasn't had
a whole dick buried inside her, but that's never been a problem for either
her or her daddy."

   I gulped, half in disgust, half in anticipation.

   "But how could you let him..."

   "Let him?  Woody, I helped him.  It was the same treatment I grew up
with and I was happy to help break Judy in the same way." My astonishment
was obvious, "Why not?" she defended herself.  "I liked it, and so does
she....if you hadn't noticed."

   "I noticed," I admitted, "but its unusual to see a mother offer up her
daughter...."

   "It makes sense when you're born into it," she said.

   "I don't understand," I said, but starting to all too well.

   Wanda saw it in my eyes.  "Yes," she nodded to me.  "Judy's father was
my dad too.  I'm my little girl's sister."

   I shook my head in disbelief.  "But what happened, did he die?"

   "No, he left us.  Abandoned us.  One night he didn't come in from work.
I got worried and tried to call him.  When he didn't show up at all, I
called his job the next day and found he had tendered his resignation one
month before.  He had planned and schemed to leave us with nothing.  No
savings, no rent money.  Not a damned thing."

   "But why," I asked as Judy hopped down and went over to Wanda and sat
down in front of her so that Wanda had both her arms and legs wrapped
around her.

   "We never knew.  There were no clues or hints, but he must have planned
it out months in advance, because we had nothing when he left.  He seems to
have disappeared off the face of the earth.  We've never heard from him
since."

   "The heartless bastard," I grunted.  "Then how did you survive?"

   "I had my own job.  I was an exotic dancer.  That's what I figure to do
once we get settled in.  I can type and file, but it's never too long
before my boss wants extra attention, and to date, none of them have been
too shy about pointing out that my job depends on putting out.  I figure if
I'm going to be compromised like that, I might as well get paid well for
it."

   I shook my head as if I understood, but this was all outside my
experience.  It was like a dirty story or a porn flick.

   "Wow!  sounds like it hasn't been easy."

   "It's not," said Wanda, kissing the naked little nymphet in front of her
on the top of the head.  "But what can I do?"

   "Isn't there any legal action?  or anything?"

   "Not really," answered Wanda.  "I don't particularly want anyone digging
into my personal history if I can avoid it.  It's made me direct, and a
little mean, I suppose."

   "You're not mean," said Judy.  Wanda hugged Judy with a sincere and
abiding love.

   "Not to you." sighed Wanda.  "Never to you." Then to me.  "But that's
why I'm so sensitive to men's reactions to me and whether they're possible
"friends" for me and Judy.  I could tell you weren't one of the mean ones,
but that you had a hardon for both of us."

   I sighed in remorse, "I guess that's true.  But I don't think it's
right."

   Both mother and daughter cocked their heads as if puzzled.

   "You're both beautiful," I said, "but that doesn't mean it's right to
take advantage of you.  Right now I feel totally ashamed and guilty for ---
for what I did."

   They both smiled.  Sweet and almost innocent smiles.

   "And that's why we chose yo yo you, " announced Judy.  "You're a nice
man." Then she giggled, "and a nasty poo-poo faced man too."

   "Oops," I said, struggling to stand.  Both females rushed to help me and
stood with me.  Judy went to gently squeezing my dick and Wanda did another
unexpected thing.  She kissed me, slipping her tongue into my mouth and
tasting whatever residue shit I still had there.  Then she surprised me
further by starting to lick at the shit on her face.  Her own shit.  I
started to stir again.

   "Ohhh!" squealed Judy in approval, as she began stroking my dick and
jacking me off slowly.  "I think Mr.  Woody likes your shit games, Mommy."
she cooed.

   Wanda stopped and kissed me again.

   "Is our deal still on, Woodrow?" she said soft and warm.  "You want us
to come and stay with you?  I'll pay my rent, but you've got to pay shit
dues.  Can you handle it?"

   I answered her with a return kiss.  "Fuck, yes." I said, and rammed my
dick deeper into the preteen girl's mouth while her mother/sister cleaned
my shit covered face.  I suddenly gloried in the sick nastiness of
facefucking a child while kissing and feeling up her mother/sister and she
licked my face clean of her own shit.  I was in it now.  I couldn't get
enough, and that was evidently fine for them.  Judy didn't try to resist
when I used one hand on the back of her head to penetrate into her throat.
She gagged, but didn't back off a bit.  She even seemed to like it.  Wanda
was happy to accommodate my wandering finger into the crack of her bubbled
ass and seemed to swallow it up her asshole.  In a few seconds Judy did
have to back up off my dick, but swooped back in as soon as she caught her
breath.  I was deep into the perverse scene when Wanda pulled away.

   "Enough!, she commanded.  She was panting and hungry eyed, but she was
determined too.  She gently disengaged Judy from my cock and enougholded
her young sister/daughter in her arms.  "We can continue this in Woody's
home."

   "Our home," I said as I tried to catch my breath.  "Make that our home.
And you can forget the rent if this is what I get with you living there."

   Wanda licked her lips.  "Can I have that in writing."

   "What?  that you can live in my home free for you and your little girl
fucking and sucking me?  I don't think so."

   "No, Woodrow.  I mean I want it in writing that we can live with you for
free as long as we all agree, and payment will simply be for services
rendered.  That could be housework and laundry service....which you're
likely to get anyway." she intimated.  "I just want to have it in writing
that you won't throw us out without notice."

   "Ohh," I said, understanding.  She wanted some security.  That was where
all this came from to begin with.  She had been around enough to need some
tangible assurance.  "Very well.  Sure."

   She then quickly dug out a notebook and a pen from one of the nearby
boxes and quickly scribbled down the contract.

   "Sign it," she demanded.  I looked at it.  It was exactly what she had
said.  I signed it.  So did she.  And so did Judy.

   "That's our contract," Wanda said.  "I'll keep it for safekeeping."

   "Sure," I agreed.  "No problem."

   As I calmed down, I was starting to feel a little claustrophobic in that
tiny crowded room.  "How about grabbing enough stuff for tonight and then
making the move tomorrow," I suggested.  "Can you trust me that much."

   Wanda studied me a moment.  "Okay," she said.  She and Judy spent about
15 minutes digging out a set of clothes for each of them and put them in a
small bag.  Judy included a doll and little girl makeup kit.

   "Let's go," announced Wanda.  She handed me the bag with the clothes in
it and took my arm.  Very quickly Judy squeezed in between us and grabbed
each of our hands and giggled.  "Mister Woody is mine too, Mommy.  You have
to share."

   Wanda smiled sweetly and said, "You mean we have to share his dick?"

   "No, Mommy.  We share all of him....but his dick is part of him, and we
share that too." Then she reached over and patted my crotch lovingly.  "I
like Mister Woody's dick.  It tastes nasty and meaty, and smells like baby
making stuff.  I like that."

   Wanda made a shrewd face and looked to me.  "That's what we get when we
breed precociousness into the gene scheme."

   My cock was growing and thickening again, and I wanted to get these two
freaky females back to my--our---place as quickly as possible, so I led
them out of that darkened closet like cave.  "If I have my way, neither of
you will ever have to stay in a place like that again."

   Judy laughed a joyous giggle.  "Yay!"

   Wanda seemed to break through her own wall of distrust and laughed too.
"Yes," she said with a beautiful smile.

   Outside, the weather was clean and we were in the cooling of the day.  I
led them the few blocks over to my building and buzzed us in.  I took them
past the doorman and to the security guard.

   "Hey, Sam." I said.  "This is Wanda and Judy Freeman.  They're going to
be staying with me.  Give them free range when they come and go."

   "Sure, Mr.  Williams," he answered.

   "And I'm going to need a couple of key cards for them as well," I said.

   "No problem," he said and pulled out a clip-board.  Each of them signed
it,then he brought out a couple of key-cards and noted the number of each
by their respective signatures.  He handed them over and said, "Great to
have you.  You need anything, you led me know."

   "Thanks," glowed Wanda.

   "Thanks," echoed Judy, holding and examining the key card like a prize
she had just won.

   "Fine," I grinned, shook Sam's hand, and promised myself to make sure he
got a nice Christmas bonus from me.

   I led my new little family back to the elevator, pressed the button and
waited briefly.

   "Wow!" said Judy.  "Mister Woody, you must be rich."

   "Nope," I said.  "strictly middle class.  Comfortable, but far from
rich. And I have to work for everything I get."

   "Close enough for me," said Wanda.  Then she kissed me.  "I never would
have guessed.  You seem to nice to be so successful."

   "There's a place in the world for nice people," I said defensively.

   "Coulda fooled me," Wanda responded.

   to my floor, I led them to my condo.  It was fairly spacious and more
than a little empty with the departure of my last lover and all her stuff.
Then I smiled as I realized I hadn't even thought of her for the past hour
or so.  It felt good.  I suddenly had a life of my own again.

   Wanda walked in and flopped down on the living room sofa, staring at the
big screen tv and turning to look at the view outside the veranda and past
the balcony.

   "My God, I can't believe this.  Baby-girl, we may have just sucked and
fucked our way into the good life."

   I smiled and shook my head, but with the understanding that that was
exactly what had happened.  Judy bravely began exploring the place on her
own.

   "Let me show you your room," I offered.

   "No," announced Wanda.  "Show Judy to her room," rising and walking to
me.  "Starting tonight, I'm going to be sleeping in your bed."

   "Oh?" I asked.

   "Yes.  You can have anything you want from me if that gives my baby a
chance."

   "That's not necessary," I said.  "I'm willing to wait."

   "I'm not," insisted Wanda.  "This is a chance I'm happy to take.  I like
you.  I like your cock.  I like the way I feel when I'm squatting over your
face, and I even like sharing shit with you.  I'm not going to let you get
away just because I'm not sure if we can make this work long-term.  I'd
rather risk a broken heart and pregnancy than you finding someone else."

   "Yippee!  Disney Channel!" squealed Judy, who had just discovered her
new room had its own cable tv.

   Both Wanda and I smiled.  "Sounds great to me," I said.  "I'm not so
nice as to refuse such a generous offer."

   "Want to fuck now?" asked Wanda boldly.

   "Um--yeah.  Sure," I said a little nonplussed, but also eager to pour my
cum as deep into this blond beauty's asshole as I could get.

   "Here?  or in the bedroom?" she asked, still brazen.

   "Um--what about Judy."

   In answer she called "Judeeee!"

   "Yes, mommy." answered the child.

   "Woody and I are gonna fuck now.  Okay?"

   "Okay." yelled the girl in return.  Then she added an afterthought. 
"You gonna fuck him with your pussy or your bottom?"

   Wanda studied me and the bulge of my cock, then answered.  "A bit of
both I imagine."

   "Make him cum in your cunny, Mommy." she continued the room-to-room
conversation.  "Make him give me a baby brother or sister!"

   "My plan exactly, baby-girl," said Wanda, daring me with her eyes.

   My breath caught in my throat.  I was again scared and excited at the
same time.  My own answer came in the form of a deep kiss.  I picked Wanda
up and carried her back over to the couch, suddenly feeling reckless and
bold myself.  "I'm going to fuck you right here where your daughter can see
us," As I mixed kisses with pulling off my clothes, I said.  "She's going
to see you eat my asshole, suck my dick and take my dick all the way up
your shitty asshole."

   Fully naked, I turned my attentions to Wanda, I tore off her clothes as
well, throwing them onto the floor with disdain," I tore at her naked tits
and sucked them harshly, then spread her legs wide and dove into her cunt,
biting at her clit and pulling at the stud that pierced her little man,
making her cry out.  Then I rose back up and glared at her.  "You still say
I can do anything I want?"

   "Yes, anything," she said, but then added, "But I'm going to do anything
I want to you too."

   "No problem," I said and climbed between her legs and up to her face to
kiss her.  She kissed me back and grabbed my dick, slid it between the
slickened lips of her cunt and stuffed me into her pussy.

   "Fuck me Woody," her voice sliced into me.  "Cum in my cunt.  See if
you're man enough to plant a baby up my womb."

   I growled.  Suddenly out of control, I began plunging into her cunt,
pounding into her without mercy.

   "Ohhh, fuck!" she cried.  "Fuck it, you motherfucker.  Fuck it."

   "Arrreeagh!" I answered.  I was no longer able to put my feelings into
words, but I wanted to cum as long and as hard as I could.  And quick.  I
wanted to cum now.  I was not willing to wait.  I looked down between us
and saw my dick slicing effortlessly into Wanda's shaven cunt.  We smacked
against each other as she fucked brutally back to me.  My thoughts raced.
She wanted me to get her pregnant.  I suddenly wanted the same thing.  I
wanted her belly to swell up with my seed and bring out a baby.  My baby.
That drove me faster.  "Take it!" I suddenly yelled.  "Take my sperm.  Make
a baby.  I want to make a baby in YOOOOUUUUUU!" And that was it.  I blasted
a load of cum deep and hard into her cunt.  It was sweet and hot and as
nasty as I could have very imagined for a child to be conceived.

   "YYYYEEESSSS!" she screamed in turn and groaned as she began quivering
and squirming under me with her own orgasm.  "I want a babbeeeee!" Then she
struggled against me, flailing wildly as she came and yet clasping me tight
against her at the same time.  "Ohhh Fuuuuckkk!" she squealed.  "Fuck
meeeee!"

   While her orgasm went multi, I saw Judy come from her new bedroom and
walk over behind me.  Suddenly I felt her climb onto the sofa behind me and
felt the sweet sensation as she buried her sweet little face between the
cheeks of my ass and begin to lick at my asshole.

   "Ohhh Fuck!" it was my turn to groan as I felt her tiny tongue winnow
its pink way up into my shithole.  "Fuck yes, little girl.  Eat out my
asshole." I groaned.

   "Ohhhh," sighed Wanda, coming down from her cum-high.  "That's one of
her favorite things." Then she whispered, "I bet she asks you to shit in
her mouth now.  That's what Daddy always did."

   Sure enough I heard the little girl's muffled voice pipe softly, "Shit
in my mouth, Daddy.  Let me taste your nasty shit."

   "Oh no," I groaned, trying to raise up but finding Wanda's arms and legs
holding me tight.  "Do it," she whispered.  "Give your little girl what she
wants.  She's a little shit slut and she craves it, just like I do.....just
like you will before we're done with you."

   I did it.  I grunted and released my sphincter into the little girl's
mouth, and felt my bowels release my feces into my anal canal.  It felt so
satisfying to feel the shit roll out from my asshole, knowing I was filling
the child's mouth with my solid waste.

   "Ohhhhh!" I heard Judy croon.  "Daddy.  I love you daddy," came her
voice, sounding even younger as she gagged around my stinking rope of shit.

   "Fuck," I groaned.  I felt utter shame at feeding the little girl my
shit.  I also felt a level of gratification I never knew was possible.  I
actually had a small girl begging me to defecate on her and in her while I
fucked her mother/sister.  I was hard again.

   "Turn over," I ordered Wanda.  "I want to fuck you in the ass."

   "Okay Daddy," she said in soft submission.  I was surprised by her
sudden use of that epethet.  It was also the first time I had ever heard
that tone come from her.  As I hovered over her, my newly hardened cock
pointing as an arrow towards a target, she rolled over.  Her beautiful
white ass was posed before me.  "Keep eating my asshole while I fuck your
Momma in her butt," I told Judy.

   "Mmmmphh!" said the little girl.  I craned my head and took a quick look
to see her face completely covered with brown slimy shit while she did
exactly as I told her.  It felt delicious to have her sucking and tongue
fucking me like that.

   "Spread your ass cheeks," I ordered Wanda.

   Wanda meekly complied,

   I poised my cock, still slickened from my cum and Wanda's pussy
emulsions at her open asshole.  She'd had cocks up her ass before, and they
had left her with an open anal orifice that wouldn't require much
lubricant. "I'm going to fuck your Momma's asshole, Judy.  I'm going to dig
up into her shitty asshole and dump my cum there."

   "Yes, fuck my asshole," crooned Wanda.  "Fuck it hard."

   Judy chose this moment to pull away from my asshole.  She added, "and
I'll suck it all out and eat it."

   "That's my baby girl," sighed Wanda.

   With that I pushed my cock into the big round butt of my new lover.  She
gasped as I punched my way past her round anal opening and into the
interior shit tube of her asshole.  She keened in a strident voice as I
began fucking her without mercy.  At the same time, my own asshole was
being plumbed by her young daughter and I felt my bowels again grind so I
pushed even more shit into Judy's beautiful sweet mouth.  She groaned as
well and we were all in an orgy of perverse desires.  My previous orgasms
let me prolong what would have otherwise been a very quick assfuck. 
Instead, this lasted much longer.  I heard Judy moaning, "Oh Daddy, I love
your shit.  Let me eat more shit from you." Wanda groaned and cried in pain
and pleasure, "Cum!  Make me cum!" as she used her fingers on her clit and
pussy while I worked up a sweat ploughing over and over again up her
shithole.

   Suddenly, I heard the little girl start crying "Oh!  Oh!  Oh!" and felt
her freeze with her mouth on my asshole.  Not doubt she had worked herself
into her orgasm.  This primed Wanda for hers and she started screaming out
her cum, "Yes!  Yes!  My asshole.  You're tearing my asshole apart."

   Only when she had began to subside did I let myself drive to my third
and surely final orgasm for the day.  I pounded at her ass and watched as
her now swollen asshole clung to my pistoning dick.  I suddenly felt the
cum hit and I cried out "Fuck yes!" as I finally emptied my balls into her,
keeping the promise I had made shortly before.  My dick quickly slid out
and I saw it was covered with brown shit stains.  My dick was also followed
by my spilled cum.

   As I backed off, I saw Judy dart in, true to her word and still with a
shit smeared face, though considerably less than before for some reason. 
She suckled at Wanda's gaping asshole and vacuumed out my cum.  She then
licked up the spill from when I had pulled out and sucked at her mother's
open pussy as well.  When she saw the shit on my dick, she swept onto it,
sucking and licking it off.  She was frigging herself off and on as she
carried out her asshole, cunt and cock-cleaning chores, and managed another
two litte orgasms int he process.

   "My God," I sighed.  "That feels so sweet." as she laved and sucked at
my spent dick.

   When she was finished, she climbed up betweeen us and giggled, still all
little girl despite her penchant for sex and perversion.  "But it tasted so
nasty," Then she added.  "I like your nasty shit and cum."

   Wanda sat up, dreamy eyed and content.  "Do you know you were calling
Woody Daddy?"

   Judy looked at her mother.  "You did to!" Then she added softly, "Is
that okay?"

   Wanda looked at me, the fire of defiance in her eyes once again.  "Is
it?"

   I grabbed Judy into my arms and kissed her, tasting shit and cum all
mixed together.  "It is.  It sure is" I said.  Wanda swept in and made it a
three way tongue battling kiss.  Then we all curled up together in the
exhaustion that comes from great sex.

   We all slept together that night, and have every night since.

   (Woody, Wanda and Judy will return in Part to of this story.)