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. ************ Let me know what you think. R13579@outlook.com