Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Rob Finds Fun ch3 [Mg, bg, Mb, inc, extreme ped, toddler, mast, oral] by PedoMom [2015] . . . /==============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 3 He'd held off as long as he could. Rob looked down where his cock met with his daughter's body. She was so impossibly tiny. He glanced from where his cock head was sliding through her puffy, bald cunt lips, up across her chubby belly and into her smiling green eyes. Amy was the most beautiful 3 year old he'd ever seen. Rob couldn't believe the amount of pleasure her petite little body was bringing him. He wasn't even penetrating her. Her little pussy was coated with a layer of lubricant and so was his cock, making them slick and nearly frictionless, but the heat from both of their bodies and the pressure of his hardness pushing down into her folds was incredible. Rob quickened his pace and lengthened his strokes, letting his cock slide further up her body. Amy giggled as she reached down with her chubby little 3 year old fingers and grasped the head of his cock between both hands. That was all it took for Rob to start cumming. He'd been on the edge for so long, but now the release of his orgasm overwhelmed him. The first spurt erupted into Amy's hands and she laughed with joy, immediately pulling her hands up to her mouth to eat her daddy's wet cum. Rob rotated his hips on the next stroke and aimed his cock head right at her tight vagina. He pushed, not trying to enter her, but enough to create a seal between his cock and her cunt. The remaining spurts of his cum forced themselves up into her incredibly small passage, filling to over-flowing and began escaping around the edges of his cock head. Amy continued to smile as she licked her hand. "Tanks, Dada, I wuv your cum!" she cooed, in her little toddler voice. "Make me feel all squirmy and squishy, Dada!" "Oh baby, I love watching you eat my cum. And I love making you all squishy, too!" Rob smiled down at his little girl, as he moved off to the side of the bed, to sit down and catch his breath. "Now who is going to clean up this big mess?" "I am, Daddy!" piped up Victor, who had been watching from the other side of the room, while his father stroked against his little sister's pussy. Victor was 5 going on 15. He was the little man in the family. He always wanted to protect his two sisters, both older and younger. He was a typical little boy. He liked to play with cars and lego; he liked to play any sport he could get his hands on, whether he needed a ball, a bat or a racket. At 5 years old, he was tall for his age and already had slight muscle definition. What Victor loved most of all was to climb trees, monkey bars and sometimes even the outside of the spiral staircase in the den, much to his father's distress. Victor was his younger sister and father's spitting image. He had strong features, dark hair and bright green eyes. Except for the size difference, Amy and Vic could have been twins. Victor stepped up to the edge of the bed and looked down at his little sister. "Can I lick you clean, Ms Amelia?" he asked. He was a soft, kind, polite boy. He would never take advantage or make assumptions. He knew what he wanted, but he wanted to make sure his sister wanted the same thing. He was going to grow up to be a considerate lover. Amy looked up at her big brother with admiration and nodded her head yes. He need not have asked, she would never deny him. He was her hero. Victor leaned his small 5 year old body down and began licking his 3 year old sister's cum covered pussy. Victor loved the taste of his father's cum just as much as his two sisters did. He was enthralled with watching his father produce the thick, sticky fluid. He could hardly wait until his own little penis would do the same thing. Victor knew he was going to have fun covering both of his sister's in his cum one day. Rob felt his spent cock begin to come back to life as he watched the pedo fantasy taking place in front of him. The small, smooth bodies of his youngest children, engaged in lewd sexual acts. It was simply mind blowing. How had they gotten to such a comfortable level with such explicit motions, so quickly? Victor's first time had come soon after Violet's. Not the same day, though. Rob and his children had enjoyed a sudsy, cuddly bath together, engaging in typical water antics with one another, but nothing else, since his wife would be home for dinner, so there really wasn't time for much more. That night, after putting Victor and Amy to bed, Violet had insisted on Rob licking her little slit until she had a quick orgasm. But that was all that happened that night. Rob had much to think about, and only a short amount of privacy, before he was expected back to the marital bed. Ha, marital bed, what a joke. Rob's wife expected him to sleep beside her in the king-sized bed, but the gulf between them may as well have been miles wide. Rob spent that night pretending to read before bed, but really thinking over all that had taken place with his eldest daughter. Was he a pedophile? What did that even mean? Did he get sexual pleasure from little children's bodies? Rob wasn't even sure if he did. This was all so new to him. He knew that his own children certainly seemed to make his cock hard. But that was because he loved them, right? This was just the natural extension of those feelings. His wife was denying him his basic needs, and his children, well, they did everything else together. They touched and kissed and cuddled. They even did most of these actions together naked. Was this next step so very wrong? Wasn't it the expected progression of such acts? Rob decided he preferred the term child lover, as opposed to pedophile. Pedophile had such negative connotations attached to it. It was muddied by rape and slavery. Rob didn't want to rape his children. He wanted to make love to them. He wanted to give them pleasure while he found his own much-needed pleasure. Violet, Amy and even Victor deserved to be taught how to elicit all the pleasure they could receive from their own bodies. They were growing up into a harsh world, as he himself had found out, and no one out there was going to show them the love that their own father could. His mind made up, Rob had slept deeply and soundly that night, looking forward to the new possibilities the next day held in store for him and his children. The next morning had been a Saturday. Rob didn't have to worry about his wife interfering with his fun. She rarely spent relaxation time at home with the family, instead preferring to go down to the local Country Club to "meet with clients" or whatever else she did. Rob and the children rarely joined her on these trips. They had a pool and a hot tub at home, and at the Club they'd have to wear a swimming suit. Once his wife was safely out of the house, Rob let his three kids persuade him to spend the morning in the pool. Everyone tossed off their pajamas and lined up to help one another cover their skin in sunscreen (safety first!) from head to toe. This had been a regular routine in their house, but until today had never had any other sensations involved for Rob. Rubbing lotion into his 3 year old's puffy little nipples and watching them shrink and harden under his fingertips had never before captured so much of Rob's attention. How had he missed out on this? His older children were busy slathering each other in lotion, and Rob felt his cock begin to rise as his son began to smear white sunscreen across Violet's curvy little butt. "Dada?" came Amy's little voice, as she noticed her father's growing erection. Rob picked up his toddler and began to blow raspberries on her little tummy as a means to distract her. He wasn't quite sure what he was going to say to his 3 year old yet. He knew he wanted to include her in all the fun, but he also wanted to spend some of the day out enjoying the sun and the water, just like they always did. He didn't want sex to overtake their normal family fun. Tucking his laughing little ball of joy under his arm like a football, Rob called out "Last one in the pool is on dish duty!" before striding off towards the pool. The four of them spent time that day like they always did, laughing and joking and tossing each other around the pool. But something was different, and somehow they all knew it. Rob couldn't help himself. He'd grabbed crotches of all of them many different occasions before, picking them up to throw them back into the water. But this time, his fingers fit differently against their bodies. Violet was very aware of the way her daddy's hands gripped her pussy, and she kept finding excuses to swim up and bump against his penis in the water. And Victor kept feeling his little penis harden, after his daddy cupped his bum when tossing him in the air. Something was different indeed. Finally, it was hunger that had them exiting the pool. Rob stepped into the outdoor shower himself first, and then marched everyone into it before heading inside to begin a light lunch for everyone. He covered the kitchen chairs in towels, and everyone sat around the table, eating and attempting to talk and carrying on the merriment from the pool. But the air around them seemed to crackle with an energy that none of the children understood. Rob felt it and knew exactly what it was. Desire. Lust. Need. After the meal, Rob shooed everyone off to their own rooms to get dressed. Even little Amy didn't object this time, somehow picking up on the strange energy of the day. Rob was on his way to his own room to get some clothes on, but on the way passed Victor's bedroom and glanced inside. He had the room of a typical little boy. Greens, blues and greys were splashed across the walls and every surface of his room, but it was neon yellow, iridescent blue and harsh black that fought for the upper hand, as his toys spilled against shelves and out of bins. It wasn't any of these toys that captured Victors attention in that moment, however. His 5 year old son was standing in front of the mirror hanging on his wall, examining his short little penis. It was sticking out from his body, stiff and straight. Victor saw his father's reflection in the mirror and turned towards his doorway. "Why does it get all hard like this, Daddy? Why won't it go down?" Rob, still very naked himself, stepped into his son's bedroom and closed the door behind him. "Well, buddy, sometimes a man's, or a boy's, penis gets hard when he's ready for some fun. Sometimes his penis is telling him that he wants to feel good and that it knows exactly how to get there." Rob realized what he was telling his son was very different from the way he had explained things to his daughter the other day, but it felt right in the moment. "What kind of fun can I have with my penis?" Victor asked in a very confused voice, looking down at his hard little dick. "Is it kind of like when I pee against the wall and try to keep peeing long enough to write my name?" Rob laughed softly, but only for a quick moment. "No, not quite like that. Here, why don't you sit down on the bed. It might be easier for me to show you, rather than try and explain it." Victor hopped up onto his double bed, grabbing his big stuffed animal and throwing it up on the bunk above, to make room for his father to sit beside him. Rob sat, too, facing his son. "Wow, Daddy! Your penis is hard, too, just like mine! But it's SO much bigger! Your penis is huge!" said the little boy. Rob felt a quick surge of excitement pass through him at these words. He knew it was a little silly. Of course his cock looked huge compared to a 5 year old's, but he'd never had anyone say those words to him before. "One day yours will be big like mine, Vic, maybe even bigger. But let's not worry about that now. I want to show you how to touch yourself to make it feel good. Why don't you grasp your penis like I do." Rob wrapped his hand around his cock and began stroking it in front of his 5 year old son. He couldn't believe how thrilling it was to be jerking his cock while his son watched and attempted to copy his movements. Victor's small hand covered the entire length of his small penis. He wrapped his fingers around the shaft and the head and begin pulling them back and forth. "This feels.. kinda neat, I guess?" "Here, let me help" Rob reached over and replaced his son's hand with his own, gripping the small cocklet between his thumb and two fingers, and began stroking up and down the short length. His son let out a short, quick gasp. "Does that feel better?" "Daddy! That feels awesome! Don't stop!" Rob continued to stroke his own cock, while short-stroking his son's small member. But it wasn't enough. It wasn't nearly enough. "I can make it feel even better, if you want, buddy?" "Better? No way! How?" Rob let go of both cocks and got down on his knees beside the bed. He first looked up into his son's quizzical expression, but simply said "Trust me, lay back a little and spread your legs." His son complied. Rob leaned into his son's body and licked from his tight little asshole, up across his small scrotum, to his erect little penis. His son's body flinched in an involuntary response and his eyes got wide, his mouth hung open, but no sound escaped. Rob continued to lick at his son's penis for a moment, before sucking the whole length and his little ball sack into his mouth. Now his son began to make sounds, happy, moaning sounds. Instinctively, Victor reached forward and held onto his father's head. Rob continued to suck and lick at his son's cock. It was so small he could suck it to the back of his mouth, and let his tongue flicker down over his small, tight, puckered asshole. Victor seemed to love this movement and gripped his father's head tighter. Rob stiffened his tongue and pushed at his son's tight hole a moment, before moving back up to continue licking his son's cocklet, focusing on sucking and slurping his penis. He let a significant amount of saliva drool out of his mouth into his son's crack. Rob knew there wasn't much time before the girls got curious where they'd gotten off to, so he reached down and began stroking his own cock with one hand, and reached up with the other, sliding his baby finger into his son's slick anus. Victor cried out in bliss, his whole body beginning to shake as he had a dry cum against his father's tongue and invading finger. Victor's orgasm triggered Rob's and he felt himself cum against the bed sheet in front of him. Rob continued to suckle at his son's cocklet until all the hardness had faded, then he removed his mouth and gently removed his finger as he kissed his way up his son's body, kissing his son full on the mouth, taking the panting boy a little by surprise as he teased the small lips open with his thick tongue, but, there wasn't time. Rob stood up and looked down at Victor. "So, that is why your cock gets hard sometimes. What do you think, buddy?" Victor's face broke out into a wide grin. "That was totally cool Dad! Wow! Can I do that to you, too?" Rob loved that his children were all givers, and as much as he wanted to continue the lesson, he knew his cock was spent for now. "Yes, absolutely, but another time. Right now, we need to get dressed and go find out what your sisters are up to!" <<to be continued>>