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Jodie's Tale - 1
by Claire1960 (clairestales@yahoo.com)

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A story about a desperate woman, her whore of a mother, 
her slutty teenage daughter, and their sexual 
adventures. (M/f-teen, ped, inc, bi, mast, oral)

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Author's Note: This story is purely fictional and 
intended solely for adult entertainment purposes. If you 
would like to comment on my stories or send me feedback 
or ideas, you can contact me on clairestales@yahoo.com 
Please be advised that I do not open emails with 
attachments from anyone I do not already know. 

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Part 01: An aspiring whore 

This is the story of Jodie, a 37 year old divorcee from 
England. Her husband kicked her out of the house shortly 
after their only child, Victoria, was born some 16 years 
ago. Jodie was never an over-achiever. In fact she never 
achieved much at all. In school she did average at best. 
Her entire life she had been first chubby and later on 
simply fat. She had plain features, and was neither 
particularly ugly nor stunningly beautiful. 

Years before this story starts, the divorce hit her very 
hard. After months of screaming and arguments and 
fighting with her ex-husband she also lost her job and 
had trouble holding on to any decent job for years. She 
lost track of most of her friends and due to her 
financial struggle was forced to move in with her mother 
Angela, now 60. This arrangement was difficult at first 
but worked out very well in the long run as you will 
find out later on.

This brings us to Jodie's mother. For an elderly lady, 
Angela was remarkably good looking, sexy even. She was a 
curvy lady with long grey hair, a gentle face, a nicely 
rounded ass and full E cup tits. And even though she had 
curves, she wasn't anywhere near as fat as her daughter. 

At over 200 pounds, Jodie was more than twice the size 
of her mother. Because of her weight Jodie always 
considered herself ugly and unlovable. Her only 
redeeming feature, in her eyes that is, were her 
enormous HH tits. As massive as they were, her big 
udders didn't sag as much as you might expect and her 
rack was an impressive sight to see. But to come back on 
Angela (as hundreds of men have done before), the old 
woman was still fit and sexy and she was clearly aware 
of this. 

To say she was cocky and outspoken is one thing. 
Claiming that she knew no shame might be even closer to 
the truth. For during her entire life Angela had had 
only one profession. She had been prostitute. And a 
particularly popular one at that. For miles around she 
was known as an old whore. A cheap whore and especially 
a dirty whore. For over 40 years she had taken care of 
the sexual requests of hundreds if not thousands of 
local horny men. 

Rumors were rampant about the things she would do and 
how little she would charge for any act of depravity. 
Angela wasn't even slightly ashamed about her past and 
would openly talk about the things she had done and all 
the shapes and sizes of men she had serviced. Having 
grown up with such an openly sexual mother, Jodie always 
felt a little confused about sex and intimacy. 

She never knew exactly what a woman should do to please 
her man or how to take care of his needs. When her 
friends in school started dating boys, she found herself 
too shy to even talk young men. Later on when her 
friends got married and discussed any intimate parts of 
the relationships they were in, Jodie was always amazed 
that these woman would only sleep with their husbands 
every now and then or bragged to each other about how 
much they refused their horny husbands. 

At home Jodie regularly heard her mother talk about how 
a woman should let their man touch them in any way they 
want at any time. Or how woman should not deny her man 
anything, if she wants to have a happy and stable 
marriage.

Later on as some of her friends got divorced, Jodie 
became convinced that holding off and not satisfying a 
man's desires were clearly bad for a relationship. When 
she met her future husband, Bill, she made a vow to 
herself to let him do pretty much whatever he wanted, 
whenever he wanted it. And as soon as Bill found this 
out he was more than happy to make her suck his cock on 
a daily basis. 

Only a few weeks after they started dating he was 
fucking her ass even though they both knew she really 
didn't like it. Inevitably she soon became pregnant and 
Bill hated every aspect of it. Jodie got fatter, so Bill 
shouted at her for being fat and ugly, which led to 
Jodie's depression and comfort eating, which in turn 
made her fatter still. The arguments increased up to the 
point where screaming and shouting was all they did. 
Victoria was born and the baby's constant crying was too 
much for Bill. 

He filed for divorce and kicked his ugly wife and 
unwanted child out of the house. Jodie moved in with her 
mother. Being back at the house she grew up in was a 
very difficult experience for her. She never really know 
how her mother came to own the huge 7 bedroom mansion in 
the countryside. A few days after moving in, strange 
memories came back to her. She had repressed many things 
from her childhood and now wasn't sure whether it was 
all real or not. 

Her memories would come to her at night and she would 
dream about her mother receiving "friends" at the house. 
Dozens of strange men would come round during all hours 
of the day. Her father would take her to the settee to 
watch TV as her mother entertained the men. She still 
remembered watching cartoons with her father, while the 
sounds of hard sex echoed down the stairs. At least her 
father would cuddle her and keep her really close. 

Perhaps too close? She suddenly wondered during one 
disturbing dream. All those times cuddled up on the 
settee. He would hold her, stroke her, kiss her. Did he 
touch her? Had she repressed that part too?

During another dream she wondered about the role her 
father played all of this. If mom was a prostitute, does 
that mean dad pimped her out? He must have known about 
her. Was he the one who made her into a whore?

Jodie didn't have any answers. Her father passed away 
years ago and all she had left now was her smutty mother 
and little Vicky. She fell out with her friends one by 
one, lost her job and became depressed. As the years 
went by she watched her little girl grow up. Angela had 
just as big a part in her upbringing as Jodie did and it 
won't come as a surprise that by the time she was 14, 
Vicky started experimenting with her body. Angela always 
walked around in revealing outfits, low cut tops, short 
skirts, leather boots, fishnets etc. As soon as Vicky's 
body started developing, she copied her nan. 

As a young girl, she wore a lot of make-up and tight 
fitting clothes. Her schoolgirl uniform made her look 
cute but with Angela's help it became a racy look. Her 
slutty grandmother altered her uniform, making the 
skirts shorter and the tops tight and low cut. Vicky 
developed fast and filled out, becoming a very 
attractive, curvy girl. 

By the time she was 15 she had a D cup and she was proud 
to show them off. Her clothes become more and more 
slutty and she often looked more like a working girl 
than an innocent teenager. Jodie ignored all of this and 
refused to see anything wrong with how her mother and 
daughter dressed.

It was during this time, while Vicky was still only 15, 
that she would start bringing boyfriends home. She 
seemed to have a different guy every week. Her mother 
couldn't keep up with all the different names and would 
turn a blind eye whenever she saw her daughter snogging 
with another guy. 

She often caught Vicky making out on the settee with a 
random boy from school. He would have his hands all over 
her, on her tits or under her skirt and the youngsters 
never really tried to hide it. Angela would look on like 
a proud nan and Jodie would just smile and say to 
herself "Well at least Vicky has no trouble finding a 
man".

During many evenings Jodie would watch TV with her 
mother, in the same settee in which she sat with her 
father before. And as before the sounds of sex would 
fill the house. Deep down she know her young daughter 
was upstairs, being pounded by a boy whose name Vicky 
probably didn't remember herself. Angela would make 
witty remarks like, "Sounds like this one is really 
giving it to her."

And as always Jodie tried to ignore it all, only ever 
seeing the good in her daughter. On some occasions Vicky 
would come downstairs afterwards, wearing only 
underwear. A wet stain could easily be seen in her 
knickers. The young girl would come down to kiss her mom 
goodnight. Then she would go to her nan and kiss her 
too. 

The old woman would usually have a quick grope between 
her legs, feeling the wet patch as they kissed each 
other goodnight. Jodie would close her eyes and pretend 
she didn't hear the wet sounds as the kissing went on a 
little too long and tongues got involved. Angela would 
then sit back and moan quietly as she licked her 
fingers.

Then one Saturday afternoon Vicky came home and found 
her mom and nan in the kitchen. Jodie looked at her 
daughter, who was wearing a very tight tank top and 
instantly spotted something that wasn't there before.

"Vicky, d-did you..." She stammered in shock. "Did you 
get your nipples pierced?" She asked in disbelief, as 
she pointed at her daughter's chest.

Vicky looked at her mother and without a hint of shame 
said "Yes, I've always wanted to get them done and I 
think they look great."

Angela smiled at her defiant and slutty granddaughter. 
An argument ensued between a shocked mother, a 
rebellious teenager and a proud grandmother.

"But you're only 15!" Jodie shouted. "How did you pay 
for them? And who did you even find to pierce you at 
your age?"

"Does it really matter?" Vicky retorted angrily. "It's 
my body and I'll do with it what I want."

As she screamed at her mother, Vicky stomped around like 
the bratty girl she was and went to sit down, letting 
herself fall back on a wooden chair as an angry 
statement. And as she sat down she suddenly grimaced and 
whimpered, having forgotten about the other piercing she 
got. On Jodie's face, anger turned to confusion which 
turned to utter disbelief. This was too much for her. 
She screamed and stormed out of the house too cool down. 
Angela now came over to the young girl and gave a 
comforting hug.

"It's going to be ok, darling." She said soothingly. 
"I'll talk to her and in a few days it will all have 
blown over."

She stroked Vicky's head and leaned down to give her a 
kiss. Vicky moaned and wiped her angry tears away as she 
kissed her nan back. She was about to pull herself back 
when Angela wrapped her hands around her head and 
continued kissing her, only with slightly more force. 
Vicky didn't struggle and opened her mouth willingly as 
the old woman pushed her tongue inside. The two sluts 
started to make out, moaning and kissing each other 
deeply.

"Do you want to know a secret?" Angela whispered in 
between kisses. Vicky moaned affirmatively and felt her 
nan grab her hand. She guided the young girl's hand 
under her skirt and placed the small, soft hand on her 
inner thigh. The two of them kept kissing as Vicky slid 
her hand up, letting her nan guide her. Suddenly she 
moaned louder, surprised that the old whore wasn't 
wearing any knickers. Then, to an even greater surprise, 
she felt something hard in her fingers, dangling between 
Angela's legs.

"Nan! You have a clit piercing too?" She exclaimed 
amazed. Angela smiled back at the girl, stood upright 
and lifted her skirt. As she was always dressed slutty, 
both Jodie and Vicky had seen bits of the old slapper's 
body, but this was the first time Vicky got a full view 
of the ex-whore's pussy. Angela pulled her lips open a 
little, revealing herself completely to her 
granddaughter. She had a jewel dangling from her clit 
and four small rings through her labia, two on either 
side.

"Doesn't that look nice?" Angela asked.

"Wow, nan. That is so sexy." The young girl replied, 
mesmerised by the sight of the well-used and pierced 
cunt.

Angela took Vicky to sit in the settee and asked her to 
explain in detail what happened today. Vicky told her 
how she had seen various piercings online. She realised 
that at her age it would be very hard to find someone to 
do the piercings for her but then she found the perfect 
person.

"Who was it?" Angela inquired, getting increasingly 
turned on by her granddaughter's tale.

"Well there is one man we all know, who runs a tattoo 
parlour in the rough end of the city. And as sleazy as 
he might be, I managed to persuade him."

Angela thought about this for a second. "A sleazy tattoo 
artist in town?" She said to herself. Then her eyes went 
wide. "Not your uncle Frank? That disgusting brother of 
your dad?"

Vicky gave her a smug smile. "The very same," she said 
proudly.

As the young girl's tale went on, Angela couldn't help 
but touch herself and her hands roamed slowly over her 
body. Vicky had taken a bus to the roughest end of the 
city and found her uncle's tattoo parlour. Against her 
mother's will she had sought out her dad a few years ago 
and through him she met Frank. Uncle Frank was a petty 
criminal, drunkard, tattoo "artist" and all-round slime 
ball. 

He was a disgusting character to behold, usually dressed 
in tracksuits or smelly vests. Most people considered 
him to be an utter creep. And it was exactly these 
qualities that Vicky liked about him. He was dirty, 
ugly, thick and aggressive and the rebellious teen found 
him irresistible. 

She walked into his parlour, dressed like a pretty, 
young slut. She wore colourful neon stockings, a very 
short denim skirt, a tight, white tank top and a bright 
green bra underneath. All her features and curves were 
on display. Her make-up was bright and over the top, and 
she wore very bright hoop earrings and other plastic 
jewellery. Her entire look screamed "bratty, teenage 
tart".

As Angela listened to the description she sat back on 
the settee and lifted her skirt up. She was so horny 
that she couldn't hide it anymore and brazenly sat next 
to Vicky while slowly rubbing her pierced pussy. Vicky 
didn't seem put off by the sight of her nan openly 
masturbating and so she continued recounting her slutty 
adventure.

She found her uncle in the back of the parlour, watching 
some sports game and wolfing down a greasy burger. As 
usual he was wearing tracksuit bottoms and a heavily 
stained vest top. She said hello and it took him a 
minute to realise he was looking at his own niece. He 
hadn't seen her for over a year and he found it hard to 
stare at anything but her round, bouncing tits barely 
contained in her tight top. 

She noticed the stares of course and loved having such a 
reaction on him. They got talking about piercings and 
finally she skipped across the room and sat down on the 
cushioned table where her uncle practices his "art".

"I would really want to get my nipples pierced, Uncle 
Frank." The young girl purred sweetly. "But I'm a little 
scared about the pain. And I don't really know what is 
involved exactly."

Frank was taken aback a bit and mumbled. "But you're 
only 15, Vicky. You can't have piercings yet. Not there 
anyway"

With that Vicky pulled her tank top over her head and 
now sat before her uncle in her bright green bra. She 
often bought her bras a size too small on purpose and 
her round boobs almost popped out on their own. 

"You mean here? Are you telling me I can have piercings 
but not wherever I want?" She said innocently and cupped 
her boobs, pushing them together.

"Errr no..." Frank replied, almost drooling. "Not 
really."

"Damn. Well can you at least tell me what happens with 
nipple piercings, Uncle Frank? You know all about them 
and I don't know anything. I don't even know how it's 
done or where the piercing goes." She said in a cute 
voice.

"Can you show me please? Pretty please, Uncle Frank?" 
She almost begged.

The oafish man grunted to himself and she knew his 
resistance was crumbling. He rolled his stool across the 
floor and came to sit next to her. Vicky reached back 
and unclipped her bra but didn't take it off yet. She 
leaned back on her elbows, making her chest stand out 
prominently and letting her bra rest loosely on her 
boobs. Frank just sat there and stared. His eyes roamed 
all over her young, soft body.

"I'd love you to show me, Uncle Frank." Vicky purred 
again.

"Ohhh Vicky, I-I... shouldn't," he stammered, as his 
face turned red with lust.

"Before you said "can't". Now you say "Shouldn't", which 
means it's wrong but you want to. You want to, don't you 
Uncle? All I really want is the piercings. I promise I 
won't tell anyone." Vicky said with a cute smile.

Frank reached out, his big hairy hand hovering over her 
body. Slowly he moved it down to her chest and she 
nodded as if to say "it's ok. I want you too". His 
fingers grasped one of the straps and he slowly pulled 
the bra away, revealing her young, perfectly round tits. 
Frank moaned under his breath and drops of sweat formed 
on his forehead. 

He licked his lips as he stared at the young girl. She 
looked at his face, at the lust in his eyes. He was an 
utterly disgusting man. He smelled awful and his thick 
moustache, stubbly chin and fat lips were covered in 
greasy fat from endless fast food binges. Vicky looked 
upon this fat, slimy man and felt more turned on than 
ever before. 

Finally Frank reached for her tits and his big fingers 
touched her for the first time. He didn't dare to really 
grope her yet, so he just felt her tits and caressed 
them gently as he started to explain how the piercings 
would be done. 

He squeezed her nipples gently and told her what it 
would feel like when the piercings are in place. When he 
was about finished with his explanation Vicky looked him 
straight in the eyes. A young, innocent girl meeting the 
gaze of a creepy goon.

"That's not the only place I want to get pierced." She 
whispered in a sexy voice. Then she gave him that 
perfect smile again as she placed her feet in the rests 
on the table and slowly opened her legs. Her tiny skirt 
fell back automatically, revealing her cute pink 
knickers. The sight of her soft thighs and tiny knickers 
made Franks jaw literally drop. He looked at his niece.

"Please, Uncle Frank. I really want this. But that one 
scares me even more. I don't want to be in agony and 
you're the only one who can help me. You're the only one 
who can make me feel relaxed enough down there to go for 
it." Vicky purred in her cutest voice.

Frank got up and went to stand between her legs at the 
end of the table. He reached down over her, flicked her 
skirt up and took hold of her knickers.

"Are you sure about this?" He asked her with a hoarse 
voice.

Vicky looked down and noticed the big bulge in her 
uncle's tracksuit trousers.

"Please, Uncle. You are the only one who can do this for 
me. I swear I won't tell anyone. No matter what it takes 
for you to help me."

With that Frank slowly pulled her knickers down and let 
them drop on the floor next to her other clothes. He 
looked down and marvelled at his niece's perfect pussy. 
It was young and smooth, it looked so soft and tight but 
at the same time clearly broken in. It was gleaming and 
shiny with juices. 

Vicky just lay back, holding her legs open wide, 
completely at her uncle's mercy. Sheer horny lust took 
over and the disgusting man grabbed hold of her legs and 
pulled her body down the table until her ass sat right 
on the edge. Her wet, perfect pussy on display in the 
ideal position for him. 

Without another word spoken he reached down and let his 
trousers and boxers drop around his ankles. At the sight 
of his thick, fleshy cock Vicky breathed in sharply. She 
had never been with a grown man before and her uncle 
Frank turned out to be better endowed that she had 
thought. Frank seemingly never got fully hard. His cock 
was not overly long but pretty thick and firm and very 
fleshy. At the end of his fat, hairy cock sat a slightly 
too small head, already dripping with pre-cum. The 
greasy man grabbed hold of himself and brought his cock 
in line with Vicky's pussy. 

The young girl braced herself and bit her lip. She felt 
the tip of his cock press between her pussy lips. It 
felt cold and wet, however this sensation was quickly 
replaced by a burning feeling as her uncle groaned and 
let his weight carry himself deep inside her. He leaned 
down and let his thick, meaty cock enter her tight hole. 

Vicky whimpered, more in excitement than pain. Frank 
simply groaned in pleasure as he stretched her pussy and 
slowly started to fuck her with deliberate thrusts. Her 
young cunt felt so tight and wonderful around his fleshy 
tool. Totally lost in the moment, the oaf fucked her 
harder and harder. 

Sweat poured down his body as he pounded her tiny pussy. 
His hairy hands groped their way over her body. He 
cupped her round tits in his greasy paws, playing with 
her nipples and making her moan. Vicky lay under the 
horny monster, knowing there was no escape and that very 
idea made her even hornier.

She recounted her erotic adventure in great detail and 
grinned as Angela touched herself. The old whore had 
three fingers deep inside her big twat and fucked 
herself with force as she listened to the tale of Vicky 
being stretched by a real man's cock.

Vicky was in heaven. After the initial pain of being 
stretched her pussy now felt amazing. She felt so warm 
and stretched and filled. She moaned in pleasure and 
whispered things like "God yes, fuck me, Uncle Frank!" 
and "Don't stop, your cock feels so good!"

Frank however didn't even hear her. He just pinned her 
soft body down under him and pounded away. He was 
grunting like a blubbery sea lion bull, humping the 
poor, innocent girl's pussy into oblivion. He started 
burping and drooling down his lips. The disgusting 
smells drove Vicky over the edge and she screamed as her 
tight pussy contracted into a massive climax. Frank 
slowed down as her orgasm finished and looked at the 
young girl.

"If you want your pussy pierced, there shouldn't be any 
cum in you." He groaned.

Vicky understood exactly what the dirty man was trying 
to do and went along with it.

Without even blinking she said "You can cum in my mouth, 
Uncle."

The large man grinned and pulled himself out of her. 
Vicky slid down the table and squatted before him. His 
cock was shiny with pre-cum and juices. It was fat and 
fleshy and looked so disgustingly gorgeous. Without 
hesitating, Vicky parted her lips and took her uncle 
inside her mouth. She sucked him slowly, passionately, 
taking as much of his meat into her mouth as she could 
manage. It didn't take long before Frank grunted loudly 
and grabbed hold of her head. 

Like a proper slut, she held his cock in place as it 
pumped load after load of thick cum into her mouth. The 
whole experience was such an unbelievable and unexpected 
turn on for Frank that there seemed to be no end to his 
spunk. He filled her mouth and still kept cumming. 
Slowly the thick white liquid started to ooze from the 
corner of Vicky's mouth. 

Her uncle's cum ran down her lips and dripped onto her 
round tits. Finally he finished and pulled his softening 
cock from her mouth. Vicky stood up and gave her uncle a 
look of pure innocence. Her big brown eyes met his as 
she swallowed, swallowed again, smiled and then proudly 
showed him her empty mouth.

Frank found some towels to clean themselves up and after 
a few minutes to recover, agree to give Vicky the 
piercings she desired. As she was finishing her story, 
she stripped out of her clothes and showed Angela the 
piercings. Two simple bars through each nipple with red 
beads on the ends and a very shiny red jewel pendant 
hanging from her clit. 

Angela had been masturbating furiously as the story went 
on and when she saw her naked granddaughter showing of 
her piercings, she reached a tremendous orgasm. The old 
woman moaned and shuddered. 

Finally she pulled her fingers from her cunt and brought 
them up to her face. Just as she was about to lick them, 
Vicky reached out and grabbed her Nan's hand. She bent 
down and stuck the ends of Angela's fingers in her mouth 
and moaned softly as she tasted them. Then with a wink 
and a smile she picked up her clothes and skipped out of 
the room. 

Angela sat back, thinking about the incredibly erotic 
story she just heard and sucked her fingers clean. She 
sat there for a long while, savouring the taste of her 
own cunt, the moment where she made out with Vicky for 
the first time and knowing that her granddaughter was on 
the right path to become a complete slut, just like her.

To be continued...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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