Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Olivia [Fg2, extreme pedo, nepi, toddler, oral] by PedoMom [2017] . . . /==============D I S C L A I M E R==============\ . . . This writing is intended for artistic expression only by the author, who is using this as a form of therapeutic expression to deal with personal past experiences, and is not intended for any sexual purpose. . None of the acts hereafter written are in any ways advocating sex with a minor. . All work must NOT be copied or transmitted in part or whole. . By continuing to read the following writing, you are agreeing to partake in an artistic experience only, and not to use the writing for any sexual purpose. . If you are under the age of 18, or a minor in your country, this artistic writing is not for you, please leave this page now. . . . \==============D I S C L A I M E R==============/ . . . . . . . . . . Chapter 1 She just couldn't take it any more. She knew getting caught could mean a world of trouble, but even the risks seemed worth it. She'd been wanting and craving half her life, maybe longer. At 36 years old, Sasha was well-versed in the perversions of sex. She'd had every kind of vanilla sex in every position imaginable, and even taken a huge step into the realms of BDSM. She'd been beaten and whipped, she'd been tied up and tied down, she'd been pierced and had hot wax poured all over her body. She'd tried damn near everything, but nothing worked. Nothing could distract her from her deepest, darkest desires. At the ripe age of 34 Sasha had become another statistic, a broken condom on a one-night-stand had turned her into a single mother to a beautiful baby girl. Olivia was about to have her 2nd birthday, and although she looked like every other 2 year old out there, she didn't act like it. There were no physical symptoms to explain why the child had developmental delays. Sasha had been to all the professionals and had all the testing done, but the best they could tell her was that "sometimes kids just took longer to develop, with no physical reasons, it's highly possible she'll catch up at some point later." Sasha hoped she didn't. She couldn't explain it to anyone without sounding some kind of sick. But the truth was, Sasha loved that her 2 year old daughter still acted more like an 8 or 9 month old baby. She was mobile, able to pull herself up onto her hands and knees and crawl about, but not much beyond that. She had a few words, like "mama" or "up" or "no", but otherwise still gurgled and cooed and spoke in mostly incompressible baby talk, which Sasha adored. She was nowhere near ready to be potty trained, and she needed to be spoon-fed every meal. One of the side effects of this delay seemed to be that Olivia was ALWAYS happy. She laughed at the simplest of tricks, she adored being tickled, and she woke every morning with a smile for her mama. Olivia was Sasha's only family. Sasha had grown up an only child, a surprise late in life to two elderly parents and both had passed before Olivia was born. Sasha worked as a telephone concierge for a major hotel network and was able to do this from the comfort of her own apartment. It meant that her circle of friends was extremely small, and not many people interacted with her daughter, either. Being home with her daughter full-time had proven a little too disruptive to the job, so she had enlisted the help of a 14 year old teen living in an apartment down the hall. Every day after school, Jessica would come pick up Olivia and take her to her apartment until 8pm. Jessica was also an only child and her father often worked evening shifts, so she was happy for the company. This meant Sasha could work a 3pm-8pm shift for the hotels, and then after she'd put Olivia to bed, she could pick up another short shift from 10pm-1am for her second job, as a phone-sex operator. Working on a phone-sex line, Sasha had heard every kind of perversion. Every. Single. Sort. And she never let a customer down. She was always right there, ready to help them get off to whatever kink or fetish they fancied. Sasha had a few regular callers who waited for her shift on a regular basis, and some of them were into exactly what Sasha loved the best, allowing her to reap the benefits of her job, having her own very real orgasm every time they talked. Truth be told, Sasha had skirted the line of impropriety with her daughter from the beginning. She hadn't completely crossed the line, but ever since the first diaper she'd changed for her little newborn baby, Sasha had treated Olivia's body to many caresses from head to toe. She had circled her fingertips lightly around Olivia's mosquito-bite-small nipples, across her round little tummy, and down into the soft, puffy crease of her impossibly tiny pussy. Sasha had taught her daughter how to have an orgasm from her mommy rubbing at her little barely-there clit the very day they came home from the hospital and every day since. She wasn't sure how she'd abstained from all her other desires, but part of her mind said that if she just touched, just rubbed, just used her fingers then she wasn't doing much more than any normal mother would do and she could tell herself that she'd done nothing wrong. But Sasha longed to explore her daughter's soft pudgy body with more than just her fingers. She wanted to let her mouth and tongue seek out every crease and crevice... and especially to dip in between the lips of her daughter's tight little cunt. Today, she was no longer able to resist. Today, when she lay her baby-like 2 year old out on the changing mat on the king-sized mattress in the master bedroom, Sasha could no longer deny herself; could no longer hide from her desires. Olivia was babbling away happily, bent in half with her legs in the air, her fingers grabbing at her own toes, her beautiful body completely naked. Sasha cleaned her little girl's pee-stained pussy with a warm wash cloth and then set it aside. It was with an almost magnetic attraction that she first leaned her head down and let her tongue slide along just the outside of her daughter's little pussy. At first Olivia didn't even react, so caught up in her own games with her toes. Her mommy had often touched her pussy in ways that felt good, this didn't seem to be anything new to the child. But when Sasha used her thumb and index finger to pull the puffy lips of her daughter's pussy wide open and leaned forward to lick again, Olivia squealed and let go of her toes to pay attention to what her mommy was doing. That first lick was like some form of drug to Sasha. She completely lost her composure and began to devour her daughter's cunt. Her mouth covered the whole mound, sucking at both lips while her tongue delved into the tight, tiny hole. This was what she'd been waiting for, but it wasn't nearly enough. Sasha scooped her hands onto her daughter's ass and pulled her up into her mother's mouth, sucking and licking and almost chewing at the petite underage pussy. Her daughter ceased to be a person and became nothing more than the sexual toy of Sasha's desire. For her part, Olivia was balanced back on her shoulders, with her lower body held up off the bed by her mother, her hands reaching forward to tangle in her mother's hair, instinctively pushing down, wanting to feel these feelings more and more. Her little under-developed mind tried as best it could to understand these sensations. She cooed and called out "mama! mama!" The taste. Sasha hadn't been prepared for her daughter's taste. Sure, she knew the little tot got moist when she rubbed her slit, and she'd smelled the juices plenty of times over the past 2 years, even licked her fingers, but coming straight from the source and into her mouth, her daughter tasted absolutely divine. With her eyes closed, Sasha's other senses were consumed by the smell, the taste, the softest, smoothest texture and the sound of her baby cooing. This was what heaven was like. And then it happened. Olivia's body went stiff and her voice ceased as her breath caught in her throat and the little baby girl had the strongest, most powerful orgasm she'd ever experienced in her two years of life. Her little body forced out more juices into her mother's waiting mouth and Sasha greedily sucked them up. She could tell her daughter was having an intense orgasm and when the child's body went limp in her hands, she gently lay Olivia back down onto the bed, where the little girl immediately curled up and went to sleep. Sasha couldn't believe she'd finally crossed the line. She knew, now, that there was no going back. Her path was set. She was instantly addicted to her daughter's pussy and she would be eating it out over and over again from now on. But that wasn't the end. She had so many more things planned for playing with her daughter's body.