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"Pajamas, Part 2: Sandy On Her Own" (MFg pedo incest ws scat anal cons)

My wife and I hadn't seen our daughter for several hours.
We'd taken Sandy to parties before, but this time she really
wanted to do it on her own without us watching over her. At
four or five, or even six, we wouldn't had allowed it, but
she was almost eight years old now, and had completely
enjoyed the other party experiences, so we said "OK." In any
event, everyone there knew us and knew her, and we could
count on them to find us if she got into trouble.

It was almost four a.m., and both Ruth and I were exhausted
from all the fucking we'd done. Ruth's dress was a mess --
what little of it was left -- all torn and stained, and
she'd lost her underwear hours ago. Her cunt had to be as
sore as my cock. It seemed like every little breeze would
fly up our backsides, we'd gone so overboard on the anal
this time.

We finished a last fuck with the new couple who'd been
admitted into the club recently, and went looking for Sandy.
As we searched the mansion, we speculated on what she'd been
up to. Not everyone in the club was turned on by young
girls, but enough were that we were sure she'd gotten
numerous offers. Sandy had been having sex in one form or
another since she was an infant, and had had her first
complete fuck at age five (no it wasn't me, but her older
brother, who was small enough at that age to break her in
gently -- I waited to fuck the little darling on her sixth
birthday). And she was an eager fucktrice, for sure, but
nothing could have prepared us for the sight we beheld when
we came upon her in the "pit" -- the last place we expected
to find her.

The pit was tucked way back in the mansion, really known
only to club members. It was a generally circular room,
sunken in the center, which held a smallish raised divan,
stuffed like a mattress but upholstered. Gently rising tiers
of chairs, love seats and couches encircled the sunken
center. The lighting was carefully arranged so that the
divan was nicely (though not too brightly or garishly) lit,
while the surroundings were dimmer. The pit was notorious as
the place the wildest and most depraved women (and men
occasionally) would make themselves available to all comers,
where any and all violations were allowed. Once in the pit,
and on the divan, you gave up every right to determine what
happened to you. Your ordeal -- or pleasure as the case may
be -- ended only when someone else pushed you off to take
your place, or when the sun came up -- the signal to end the
party altogether. One woman, years ago, had even committed a
form of suicide by getting up on the divan and encouraging
the most aggressive, brutal and sustained fucking, of very
single on of her orifices. By three a.m. her breathing was
ragged and she could barely move on her own, but she
demanded to continue. By five she was unconscious, her last
words taunting us to fuck her to death. So that's what
happened. She was dead by six, but the fucking continued to
nearly seven, everyone pretending just this once that the
sun had not yet risen. By the end, the frenzy of fucking was
so out of control, that I'm surprised her body wasn't
literally torn to pieces.

Anyway, we stepped through the door into the pit, thinking
more to ask someone if they'd seen Sandy, and there she was!
Stretched out on top of the divan, legs spread obscenely,
head lolling to the side, mouth wide open, dribbling cum
onto the upholstery. Her beautiful long blond hair was caked
and matted, her lovely young skin spattered with cum and
smelling of sweat and cum and piss.

My cock instantly stiffened, even though I'd thought it
impossible for it to raise it's head before a full month had
passed.

A number of couples -- and threesomes, foursomes, etc. --
occupied the loves seats and couches, obviously worn out
from enjoying themselves at the spectacle they'd witnessed -
- and almost certainly participated in themselves!

One young man we knew, encouraged by both his wife and
mother (they were perhaps the most interesting ménage a
trois I'd ever known -- more on their story later), stood up
and approached Sandy. Ruth and I immediately rushed down to
the center of the pit and took front row seats to watch.
Ruth's hand was on my dick, and my fingers began playing
with her clit faster then you could say "baby fuck."

The young man -- about twenty five (his wife was seventeen
and his mother thirty-eight -- they'd been married for four
years -- you do the math!) approached Sandy, stroking his
cock to get it up. He first took advantage of the easiest
route, and pulling her toward the edge of the divan on her
bank, stuck his cock into her pussy. Now even though Sandy
was only seven, and somewhat of a small girl, all the
fucking she'd had from her brother and me over the last two
years, plus the god knows how many cocks that had fucked her
pussy that night, had opened her darling little vagina wide
enough to take a HummVee. Not to mention that so much cum
was spilling from her gash that she'd need a Hoover dam to
keep it back.

Needless to say, a few quick thrusts up into her belly
showed her young lover the error of his ways -- he was
getting no traction at all, and this late in the game --
oops, party I mean -- the mere fact of penetrating a seven
year old girl's cunt wasn't enough to produced the desire
effect.

The young man went to Plan B (of course, although sticking
his cock in Sandy's pussy didn't do much for him, it
certainly had it's effect on Ruth and myself). He turned her
on to her side, spread her red butt cheeks apart with his
hand, and quickly speared her asshole. To her parents
surprise and delight, his member disappeared up inside her
rectum with nearly equal ease as it had traversed her vagina
-- and he was by no means small. Some deliberate and more
than half-hearted thrusting was called for none-the-less,
and the young man took to his work with obvious pleasure,
grinding his long cock far up into our daughter's entrails.
She for her part barely stirred at the assault, letting only
a sleepy and extremely perverted smile of pleasure cross her
lips.

The young man rocked her hard for some minutes, squishing
and squirting most of the quart of cum that had been shot up
into her ass out around his cock as he did so. Ruth came at
this, emitting a wild, barely surprised cry of deeply
depraved satisfaction as she did so. I for my part forced
myself to hold back, since I knew I only had one more in me
no matter what anyone did with my very pre-pubescent
daughter.

The young man now turned, as a last resort, to Plan C. He de-
cocked her now gaping and raw asshole, stepped around to the
side of the divan near the front, and gathered Sandy's hair
up in on hand, guiding his cumming, slightly shit-stained,
and very swollen member with the other. He pulled her head
around by the hair, but had no need to pry her mouth open.
Her mouth had been open the whole time, instinctively
available for anything that anyone might want to insert into
it.

He slipped his cock into her face, the turgid skanky flesh
sliding past her gummy teeth, along her velvet coated
tongue, and down her throat. With one smooth continuous
motion, his balls rushed toward her face and pressed against
her chin, his cock lodged half way down her throat it
seemed.

It was there that he found the traction, the tightness, the
grip that he needed at the end of a long night of partying.
His wife and mother were fisting each other at the sight,
while I, the girl's father, had found Ruth's, the girl's
mother, own asshole with my cock. The young man paid no
attention to any of this however. He pressed her small young
head tight to him, pressing her face to his belly, and gave
her throat a flurry of short, sharp thrusts, until I thought
she must choke. I'd tried to deep-throat her only once, and
knew how tight the bottom of her throat was, and could
imagine, even after hours of cock sucking, how that throat
must have felt around the young man's engorged member.

The man gave a cry, his hands on the back of her head
pressing her to him even more tightly, and shuddered
violently, pumping all his remaining sperm directly into our
darling baby's belly. She too shuddered, totally immersed in
the experience, at one with the cock that had filled first
her cunt, then her asshole and now her mouth and throat. In
fact, it was so long as I watched him withdraw it from her,
that I thought it must have certainly penetrated into her
very stomach.

I pumped away in my wife's asshole madly, desperate to cum,
but couldn't quite get there, despite the completely
depraved sight in front of me.

His cock came out pulling thick sticky strands of cum and
spittle. It seemed her mouth didn't want to let him go. He
took this as his hint.

Pulling her mouth wide open with one hand, he laid the head
of his cock just inside her lips with the other and stood
there for a moment, suspended. I thought, "Could he…would
he?" And then he did: a stream of dark yellow piss shot from
his cock into my baby's mouth. Her whore instincts caused
her, even in her semi-conscious state, to attempt to swallow
as much as she could, but the young man had obviously been
holding it in for some time. The thick stream only increased
in volume. The smell of his dark urine wafted to our
nostrils, particularly as he begain to spray her face and
hair. At this moment my own cock let go with an explosion of
cum so intense, so painful, so devastating that a scream was
ripped from my own throat.

My cock was still throbbing, squeezed by the after-spasms of
my wife's spincter from yet another of her orgasms, dripping
it's last few drops of wasted seed into her shit hole, as
the young man used the last ten seconds of his piss to
thoroughly soak my baby from head to toe, leaving her groggy
in a pool of piss and cum.

After I uncorked myself from my beloved wife's asshole, I
took my turn at the divan, guided by the girl's mother,
first slipping my heavily shit and cum-stained cock into
Sandy's mouth, then her cunt, then her asshole. Ruth
followed behind me on the circuit, kissing and sucking from
each hole, drinking down as much of the filth that had been
deposited inside our baby as she could. We wound up
showering her with parental piss, bundling her up in our
arms and taking her home for a much deserved day of rest and
recovery.

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