6 Years Old
Ped, Fg, Mg
By OddR
R13579@outlook.com


I first started noticing it when I was 6 years old - the summer
before I started 1st grade.  Mom would bathe me, then wrap me up
in a big fuzzy towel and send me into the living room for some
Daddy/daughter time.  I'd run into the living room, naked but for
the towel and climb into Daddy's lap.  Inevitably, the towel
would loosen, and my bare ass would be on his lap, his hand
wrapped around by little bottom or sometimes between my legs.
 
It was all innocent cuddling, at least to me.  Mom would then
take her bath (she nearly always got her shirt wet when bathing
me)  and come out about half an hour later in her nightgown
carrying my pajamas.
 
That's when I noticed the next change.  I had three kinds of
pajamas:  Long, warm, footy pjs, long nightgowns, and shorter
nightshirts that came down to the middle of my thigh.  If Mom
dressed me in my footy pjs or my long nightgown, Dad would just
tell me to sit on the floor while he watched TV or read the
paper.  If she dressed me in my nightshirts, he would call me
back to his lap where my nightshirt ended up bunched around my
waist as I cuddled up against my Dad.  Since Mom never put
panties on me at bedtime, my naked little bottom was on Daddy's
lap.  He seemed to like that, always gently caressing my thighs
and ass.
 
Since I loved cuddling with Daddy, I began asking Mom for
specific nightshirts.  At first she feared I would get cold, but
eventually she relented and started bringing the nightshirts out
more and more.

Sometimes I would get scared at night and come into Mommy and
Daddy's room for comfort.  I always went to Daddy's side of the
bed because he was big and strong and if a monster was really
after me, he could beat it up.  If I had on my footy pjs or my
long nightgowns, he would wrap me in his arms and pull me against
him, but keep me on top of the covers.  If I had my nightshirts
on, he would lift the sheets up and have me climb under the
covers so I wouldn't get cold.  Somehow when I did that my
nightshirt would always get bunched up under my arms leaving my
bare body against Daddy's.  That's how I learned he always slept
naked.  I could feel his skin up against my bare body.  It felt
warm and safe.  I always slept better pressed right up against
him.
 
I heard Mommy tell Daddy once that he should wear shorts to bed
because I was getting to old to sleep next to him naked.  Daddy
just laughed and said he'd slept naked all his life and he wasn't
going to stop now.  Mommy sighed and said OK.
 
One weekend, Daddy took me shopping and bought me some more
nightshirts.  I told Daddy they were too small, but he bought
them anyways.  Sure enough, when Mommy dressed me that night, the
nightshirt barely covered my bottom.  Every time I sat down, even
on the floor, it rode up so that my bottom was completely naked.
 
Mommy sort of frowned.  She said Daddy wasted money on pjs that
were too small.  Daddy laughed and said they were fine since no
one else was here.  From then on, all my pjs were that short.
 
Shortly after that, Daddy started getting dressed for bed while I
was taking my bath.  Mommy always bathed me in the master
bathroom because the tub was bigger.  I was in the tub and Mommy
was kneeling beside the tub washing my hair when Daddy came in. 
He went into the walk in closet and we could hear him getting
undressed.  I looked over and I could see in the closet.  Mommy
couldn't because her back was to the door.  Daddy got completely
naked, then put on his robe and walked out.

Even though I'd slept up against Daddy, I'd never really seen him
naked.  He was always under the covers when I got in and was
usually up and dressed when I got up in the morning.  I knew he
had a penis because I had felt it up against me and Mommy had
told me what it was called, but I'd never really seen it.  Even
then, I only saw it for a minute.
 
He didn't make a big deal about it, and when I came out, wrapped
in my fuzzy towel, he was completely covered.  I crawled into his
lap, the towel riding up my legs to my hips and sat down like
always, only this time my bare leg rubbed against his bare leg. 
I thought it was neat.
 
When Mommy came in and put my little nightshirt on me, she asked
him why he had his robe on.  He said he'd spilled something on
his pants and decided it made more sense to get ready for bed
than to get another pair of pants dirty.  Besides, he added, it's
more comfortable.
 
Mommy just nodded, pulled my little nightshirt down, and slapped
my bare bottom as I bounced back onto Daddy's lap.  He always
changed into his robe after supper from then on.
 
Daddy always worked all week long, but he had the weekends off. 
Mommy was a nurse and only worked on Saturdays and Sundays.  This
meant she was always home during the week and Daddy took care of
me on Saturdays.  Used to be that Daddy would make me get dressed
as soon as I got up on the weekends.  Soon after I got these
little nightshirts, Daddy started letting me stay in them almost
all day long!  He even stopped getting dressed, choosing to stay
in his robe until lunch time or later.  That was kind of funny
because his robe would flop open sometimes and I would see his
penis.
 
One morning I curled up in his lap wearing just my little night
shirt to watch cartoons.  He leaned his recliner back and fell
asleep.  His robe was loose and his penis got hard and poked
straight through the opening.  It looked like a little man
sticking his head up to look around.  I couldn't resist and
reached out to touch it.  When I did, it twitched, which scared
me.  I thought maybe I shouldn't touch it and pulled away.
 
A few minutes later, Daddy shifted, which opened his robe up
completely and pressed his penis right up against my bare thigh.
It felt warm and firm up against me. His hips started moving up
and down, rubbing his penis against my leg.  Some kind of clear
wet stuff came out, making my leg slippery.  He reached out and
touched his penis, feeling my leg as he did so.
 
With a start, he woke up and saw me naked from the waist down
with his penis rubbing against my bare thigh.  Muttering an
apology, he pushed me off his lap, got up, and went into his
bedroom.
 
I wasn't sure what had happened, but I thought feeling his penis
against my leg was neat.  I touched the clear liquid with my
finger and held it to my nose.  It didn't smell like pee, which
is what I thought it must be.  I touched it to my tongue.  Salty,
but not bad.  I rubbed the rest into my thigh, then started
playing with some Barbie's that were on the floor.
 
A few minutes later, Daddy returned, still in his robe, sat down
and watched TV while I crawled around on the floor with my toys,
my short nightshirt permanently hitched around my waist.
 
Over the next couple of weeks I found more and more excuses to
end up in Mommy and Daddy's bed, nestling my nearly naked body
against Daddy's.
 
One night I woke up feeling Daddy's hard penis between my legs. 
It was pressed right up against my vagina (Mommy taught me that
word, too).  Actually, I woke up as he pulled it out from between
my legs and rolled over to Mommy.   He started nuzzling her,
pushing himself against her, though I couldn't really see because
they were under the blankets.
 
"Not now, Jim," Mommy whispered.  "Krissi's in bed with us."
 
"She's asleep," Daddy replied.  I don't know what he did but she
giggled and rolled towards him.

Daddy grabbed the sheets and pulled them back, pushing them down
to the foot of the bed with his feet, leaving us completely
uncovered.  I was on my back with my shirt around my chest, Daddy
was completely naked, and Mommy was pulling her nightgown off.
 
While Mommy was pulling her nightgown over her head, Daddy looked
at me and winked, putting a finger to his lips telling me to be
quiet.  When Mommy was naked, she looked at me and I quickly
closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep.
 
Daddy kissed Mommy on the lips then began kissing her all the way
down her body.  He kissed her breasts and actually bit her
nipples.  I thought that would hurt, but Mommy just sighed and
held his head against her.  He kept kissing down her body until
his face was right between her legs.  Mommy spread her legs wide
while Daddy kept kissing her.  Before long Mommy started
breathing really heavy, lifting her hips up and holding Daddy's
head against her vagina.  She started moaning "Oh. Oh.  Oh. God."
 It got louder and louder until she was almost yelling.  I had
heard her do that before, but I had always been in my room.  Now
I was laying her beside her as her body was covered in a sheen of
sweat.
 
Daddy then rolled her over on her stomach.  She got on her knees
and so did he.  Then he pushed his penis right into her vagina. 
I knew they were having sex (Mommy had told me).  Mommy's head
was right next to mine, her bottom sticking up in the air.  I
looked at Daddy and he was staring right at me while pushing his
penis in and out going faster and faster.
 
Mommy started breathing hard again and before long was biting the
pillow to keep from screaming as Daddy grunted and pushed right
up against her.  I looked over and Mommy was staring right at me.
 She had a really strange expression on her face but she didn't
say a word.
 
Daddy pulled out and lay down between us.  Mommy cuddled up
against him on one side and I (still pretending to be asleep,
even though they both knew I wasn't) rolled over and cuddled up
against him on the other side.  My hand was on his chest, but
Mommy took it and placed it on his penis.   It was wet and
sticky, but I didn't move it.
 
That's how I fell asleep.
 
That's when everything changed.  When I woke up, Daddy was
already gone to work and Mommy was cleaning house.  It was summer
time so we didn't have anything we had to do.  Usually, Mommy
always made me get out of my pj's as soon as I got up.  That
morning she didn't say anything.  I ended up wearing nothing but
my short little nightshirt until lunch time.  In fact, Mommy was
still wearing her nightgown as well.  It was long, reaching her
ankles, but almost see through.  I mean, you couldn't see through
it, but you could tell she didn't have anything on underneath.
 
We both got dressed just like normal after lunch, since Mommy had
to run some errands.
 
Mommy was strangely silent as we drove around town doing all the
things she had to do.  On our way home from all her errands,
Mommy stopped and bought me an ice cream cone.  That as a little
weird, since she didn't do that very often.  She said I was way
too messy to eat ice cream cones in the car.  Turns out she was
right.  By the time we got home I had chocolate ice cream all
over my face, hands, arms, and tee shirt.
 
Sighing, she pulled me out of the car and herded me into the
house.  Once inside, she stripped me down and gave me my bath. 
Once done, she said I could just stay naked since all my night
shirts were dirty.  That was weird, too, cuz I had lots of night
shirts.  But I just said OK and sat down on the floor to play. 
She then said she was going to take her bath too, since her dress
was wet from bathing me.  I said OK and kept playing.
 
A few minutes later she came out wearing a short silky robe.  I'd
never seen her wear this before, but as she walked past me I
could see that it stopped just below her bottom and she didn't
have any panties on.  I didn't really think anything of it, since
she never wore panties to bed, but it was a little weird that she
didn't have her pjs on.
 
Mommy had bought me a little Ty stuffed animal while we were
shopping.  I was busy playing with it when Mommy called me.
 
"Krissi, hold your new toy up so I can show you daddy," she said.

 
"OK," I replied and turned to show it to her while she took my
picture.  I was sitting on the floor with my legs spread out and
my toys in front of me looking into the camera.
 
"Smile big."
 
I did.  She took two or three pictures, then said, "come here and
take a picture of my new robe."
 
I had played with her phone before and knew how to take pictures.
 I took her phone and backed up until I could see her in the
screen.  She was sitting down with her legs open and I could see
her vagina.  "Mommy, the picture's going to show you don't have
any panties on," I said.
 
"That's OK.  Your picture shows that your naked."
 
Well, that made sense, so I took the picture.  Then she stood up
and had me take another.  Since she had stepped closer to me I
was pointing the camera up and could clearly see her cunny.
 
"One more," she said.  "Daddy wants to see just how short it is,
so take it while I bend over and pick something up."  She then
turned around and bent over at the waist keeping her legs
straight and picked up one of my toys.  The robe slid up her back
and her entire bottom was uncovered.  I thought that was funny
kind of picture since you couldn't hardly see the robe at all,
but I took it anyway.
 
"Let's take some together," she said.
 
"OK," I replied.  I always loved taking pictures.
 
Her phone had a camera on both sides.  I don't know how it
worked, but I knew she could take pictures of us by holding it up
at arm's length.  We had done it several times before.
 
I climbed up in her lap and she held the camera up.  We smiled
and she took the picture.
 
"Let's do this," she said and sat down on the floor with her legs
spread.  She sat me between her legs and had me spread her legs
just like her.  Then she pulled me back so I was leaning against
her chest.  Her titties aren't real big, but they were on either
side of my head.  She held her arm out as far as she could and
took the picture.  You could see my whole body including my naked
little slit.
 
"You like that one?" she asked.
 
"Yeah," I laughed.  "You can see my peepee."
 
Mommy laughed.
 
"I mean, my vagina," I corrected.
 
"It's also called a pussy, sweetheart," she said.  "Only doctors
call it a vagina."
 
"Oh," I replied.  "OK.  You can still see it, though."
 
"That's OK," Mommy said.  "You have a beautiful little pussy."
 
"Let's take another picture," I said, grinning.
 
"OK.  Here. Let's kiss pussies."
 
"What?  How do we do that?" I asked.
 
"Turn around a do the splits, just like in gymnastics," she said.
 
I did.  She did the same thing.  Then she reached behind me,
grabbed my bottom and scooted me right up against her.  Now our
pussies were touching.
 
"There," she said.  "Now our pussies are kissing."
 
She got her phone, held it up, and took a picture of us both
looking up at it.
 
"Now, lay down on your back but keep you splits."
 
I did and she did too.  She then held the camera up and took
another picture.  Our pussies were squished right up against each
other.
 
She sat up and pulled me up too.
 
"Now, kiss my nipple."
 
"What?" I asked.
 
"Kiss my nipple, but look at the camera."
 
She took my picture with my lips gently kissing her poky nipple.
Mommy started breathing funny.
 
"Now, bite the tip and pull it back some."
 
I did, gently taking her nipple between my teeth and pulled it
back, stretching her titty out.  She gasped, but took the
picture.
 
I looked down at our squished pussies.
 
"Mommy, you're leaking," I said.
 
"What," she said.
 
"Your peepee, I mean pussy, it's wet."
 
"Oh.  That's OK.  Mommy's do that sometime."
 
She slid her finger down between us, wiggled it a little, and
pulled it back out. It was shiny and wet. Smiling at me, she
stuck her whole finger in her mouth and sucked all the goo off of
it.
 
"Eww," I squeeled, making a face.
 
"What?" Mommy responded, smiling.
  
"You just licked peepee," I replied.
 
"No, I didn't," she stated. "That's love juice. it's what happens
when two people really love each other. It tastes good."
 
She wiggled her finger between us again and held up a shiny wet
finger for me to try.
 
"Open up," she encouraged, and popped her wet finger into my
mouth.
 
It was sticky and kind of salty, but she was right, it didn't
taste bad.
 
She slid back a little and looked down. "What do you taste like?"
she asked.
 
I looked down at my little slit. "I don't think I have any love
juice," I pouted.
 
"Oh, I bet you do," she replied as she gently slid her finger up
my little slit.
 
It tingled a little and I squirmed as she gently slipped it
inside. She wiggled it around. It felt really good. I had never
felt down there before. I wiped, of course, but this was
completely different.
 
Mommy slipped out her finger and held it up, glistening.
 
"I do have love juice," I shouted.
 
"And it's delicious," she announced as she popped it between her
lips.
 
I looked down at my pussy and rubbed, then slipped my finger
inside. It really was wet and slippery. I saw the flash as Mommy
took a picture. I looked up, my finger still inside me.
 
"Smile, sweetheart," Mommy said as she kept taking pictures.
"Now, take it out and suck it."
 
I did. And it did taste good, kinda. I can't describe it, but I
think I liked it. It wasn't as salty as Mommy's and a little bit
sweeter. I stuck it in again and really started wiggling it, then
pulled it out and sucked it again.
 
I heard Mommy gasp and looked up. She had stopped taking pictures
and was sticking her fingers in her pussy, too.  When she saw me
looking up at her with my sticky fingers in my mouth she moaned
really loud, arched her back and starting saying "Oh God!" over
and over again.  Since she had been sitting right in front of me,
when she raised herself up her pussy was right in front of my
face.

"Are you OK, Mommy," I asked, afraid that something was really
wrong.

She looked at me with a strange gleam in her eye and pushed
herself forward, pushing her wet pussy into my face.  She kept
pushing until I kind of toppled on to my back with her on top of
me, pushing her pussy against my mouth.

"Lick it, baby.  Lick your momma's pussy," she moaned, grinding
herself into my mouth.  I opened my mouth and licked just like
she told me to.

"Yes.  Yes! YESSSS!" she screamed as I continued to lick her
pussy juice.  It practically poured into my little mouth, but I
managed to swallow all of it.

Finally, with a moan, she rolled off of me and pulled me up her
bare body to nestle me against her bare tits.  My face was wet
from her juices as she looked down and kissed me right on the
mouth, sticking her tongue inside and sucking her own juices out
of me.

"Oh God.  Baby... did I hurt you?" she asked, breathlessly.

"No Mommy." I replied.

"My God... that was amazing," she gasped as she held me against
her.

She looked down at me and laughed.  "You have love juice all over
your face," she said.

I reached up to wipe it off but she grabbed my hand and said,
"wait.  Let's show Daddy your love juice face."

"OK," I replied, looking up at the camera as Mommy took another
picture.  I was sitting against her bare titties looking up at
the camera and my face was all shiney.  I didn't really think you
could tell it was love juice, but Mommy seemed to like the
picture.

"Why were you screaming, Mommy," I asked, looking up at her.

"Because you gave Mommy a great big cum."

"Oh.  What's that?"

"When you kiss or touch a pussy, or especially drink the love
juice, it feels really nice and tingly.  Then you cum and it
feels, well, really really good."

"Oh."

I wanted her to give me one, but somehow asking her to kiss my
pussy seemed a little strange.  I guess I suddenly got a little
shy.

Mommy looked at me and, without a word, lay me on my back and
began kissing me between my legs.  First she just kissed my
little naked pussy.  Then I felt her tongue push in between my
little slit and push inside me.  It felt really good.  I mean,
really really good.  My pussy felt all tingly and then it started
spreading through my whole body.  I felt her wet tongue licking
up and down my slit.  Then it touch my little button (Mommy said
it's my clit) and - wow - it made me jump.  In a few minutes I
couldn't lay still.  I was wiggling around so much that Mommy
held my hips still so she could keep licking me.  Then it felt
like she kinda nibbled on my clit and I had my first cum.  Just
like Mommy, I started making funny sounds, kinda grunting, then I
kinda started howling, "Oooooh! Ooooooohhhh!"  Mommy laughed
afterward.  She said I sounded like a dog howling at night.

Anyway, my whole body started shaking and I started howling.  And
then it would stop for a second, but Mommy kept licking, and it
would start again.  And then I would get as stiff as a board, my
legs stuck straight out, my toes spread wide and I would grab
Mommy's head and hold her against me.  And it never seemed to
stop.  Mommy just kept licking and I just kept cumming and
cumming.

Then something changed.  "Mommy, stop."

But she just kept licking.

"Mommy, stop. I'm gonna pee."

But she just kept licking.  And I came again.

"Mommy, I'm gonna pee." I moaned.

Without saying a word, she reached up to just below my tummy and
pushed down.  I lost complete control and let loose. Mommy
latched on like Mrs. Stanton's puppies do when they're eating
supper.  I peed right in Mommy's mouth and she drank ever drop. 
Or almost.  I think I peed faster than she could swallow.  I
thought it was really weird that she was drinking my pee.

That was when Daddy walked in.  He was home early, but Mommy had
send him some of the pictures we had taken and Daddy had come
straight home.

Mommy looked up at Daddy from between my wide open legs, my pee
dripping off of her wet chin.  I was lying flat on my back
looking up at him.

Daddy had the strangest look I had ever seen.  His eyes were
glittering.  He looked almost scary.

Without saying a word, he started stripping his clothes off as
fast as he could.  Mommy jumped up and started pulling his pants
down.  In seconds he was completely nude, and his cock (Mommy
told me to call it that) was sticking straight out like when he
put it in Mommy last night.

Mommy stood up and pressed her naked body against his.  "Fuck
her," she whispered.  Her voiced sounded raspy and kinda strange.
"Bang her little virgin brains out."

Without a word, Daddy bent down, picked me up, and carried me
into his bedroom with Mommy right behind, still carrying her cell
phone.

Daddy laid me on the middle of the bed and immediately crawled
between my legs, grabbed my ankles and pulled them up and apart,
spreading my wet little cunt for him.  He lifted my hips up above
the bed and right up against his cock.

Mommy was taking pictures.  With a gleam in his eye he grabbed me
and pulled me right onto his cock while pushing himself in me at
the same time.

I screamed.

I felt like my whole little body was being ripped in two.

I could hear Mommy in the background cheering Daddy on, "Yes. 
Fuck her.  Fuck her little cunt.  Shove your cock all the way in
her."

Daddy didn't stop.  My legs were pushed up against my chest.  He
was holding on to my little hips.  And shoving himself in and out
of me over and over.  He leaned over me and I looked into his
eyes.  Tears were running out of mine.  His was gleaming.  He was
grunting with each thrust into me.

I'm not sure how much I could take, but fortunately in just a few
minutes in bellowed and pushed himself even deeper.  Through my
pain I felt stuff squirting inside me and I knew he had cum just
like he did with Mommy.

He slipped out and Mommy pulled me away from Daddy and
immediately got between my legs again and starting licking my
pussy.  She was sucking all my baby juices out and Daddy's too. 
The pain from having Daddy inside started to disappear as Mommy
licked and nibbled on my pussy and little clit.  Soon my tingles
came back and I started wiggling as Mommy licked me.  Then I
shivered all over with another cum.

Mommy looked up at me and Daddy.  Her chin was dripping wet, and
a little red like there was some blood.  Daddy laid down beside
me and pulled me against him.  Mommy laid down on the other side
of me and together they hugged me tightly.

"I'm sorry I hurt you, baby," Daddy whispered.  "It won't hurt
like that next time."

"You promise," I asked.

"Yes, baby.  I promise."

With those  words ringing in my ears, and Daddy's cock pressed
against my bottom, and sucking gently on Mommy's nipple, I went
to sleep.
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