Karen, Part 6

by Ragtop

It was the night before my darling Karen’s tenth birthday. She and my mother had returned from their day out, giggling together and holding hands as they tumbled through the door. My mother was obviously smitten with her grandchild and spent the rest of the afternoon giving her every physical attention possible, holding Karen close and spending long minutes playing with her hair and moving in to smother her with loving kisses on her neck and cheeks as we all talked and laughed together.

My mother didn’t know I was aware of her secret passion for little girls and it made the situation all the more exciting for me, knowing that although her attentions were meant to seem innocent, for all I knew, what she really wanted was to take Karen’s little panties off and ravish the child like she had imagined doing to those little models on the websites.

After dinner, Karen went up to take a shower. I went up to her room to find her sitting on her bed drying herself and sat on the stool in front of her dressing table. I had to speak quietly to her in case my mother could hear us from below.

“Karen baby, tonight why don’t you make yourself up for your grandmother, you know, some of those new sheer panties, your ankle chain, and a see-through silk robe. Oh, and tie your hair up with ribbons and put on some lipstick and mascara.”

“Mum, you mean you want me to look like a little slut for her?”

“Karen!” I exclaimed, “Where did you hear such a word?”

I was genuinely shocked. My shock, however, turned to excitement as she stood up, dropped her bath towel to the floor, and immediately straddled me with her naked thighs around my waist and her arms around my neck. I loved my daughter sitting on me in that position, her legs apart, inviting me to worship her open little sex. The smell of her skin fresh from the shower was intoxicating and I ran my hands down her still-moist back as she pressed into me.

“Do you think I’m sluttish Mummy?” she pouted, and wriggled against me. I ran my hands over her torso and my thumbs lightly caressed her nipples. They hardened visibly and I bent to suck them. She sighed with pleasure and I reassured her.

“Darling, you are the most beautiful and sexy daughter a mummy could have, and no, you’re not sluttish, just an exquisite little girl who loves to show off her incredible body — and who turns her Mummy on so bad.”

I broke off to kiss her mouth, not with the passionate kissing that usually leads to our lovemaking, but with a kiss that conveyed the very core of my being into my angel girl, a kiss that demonstrated my total and unremitting love for her, from my mouth to hers. When we broke off, both our hearts were beating so fast. I was lost to her, and she to me.

“Oh Mummy, I love you, I love you so much,” she impassioned, and gently kissed my lower lip with her beautiful mouth. Her breath was so sweet and I wanted to devour her, for her to be inside me again, in my womb, unborn, so I could have her all over again.

I held her tight against me and kissed her eyes, her nose, her soft cheeks and finally breathed into her mouth, “Oh my darling baby girl, I love you with all my heart.”

We stayed together like that for what seemed like an age. Finally I lifted her gorgeous naked body off me and left her to dress up in the way I had suggested to her and went back down to rejoin my mother.

I poured Mother a drink and we settled in the lounge. I couldn’t wait to see her reaction to seeing a real nine-year-old girl dressed in revealing lingerie, tiny panties cut high on her thighs, a short see-through robe that would reveal everything when she sat, and her lips rouged and eyes made up with mascara. Would the fact that it was her granddaughter shock her or would she admit her secret to me?

We just chatted away and I gave no hint of what I now knew about her or about what may happen later. Karen was a long time getting ready but when she appeared, even I was taken aback.

She looked absolutely stunning, like a Hollywood child actress. Her shoulder-length blond hair was swept back and tied with a ribbon, and the make up made her look older and so sexy. The see-through silk robe was pushed back off her shoulders and opened to her middle revealing little reddened nipples on her still-flat chest. She had tied the robe quite tightly to accent her narrow waist and hips, which were framed exquisitely by the tiniest panties. It was also indecently short, making her beautiful legs look longer. She had painted her toenails red and her gorgeous little-girl feet were just begging to be kissed and her toes suckled. The ankle chain that I loved on her made my insides churn and electricity shot through me as I was overcome with desire for my darling daughter, my child lover.

“Hi Mum!” she exclaimed girlishly, flashing me a wicked and knowing smile, twirling right round so the robe rose up, revealing her naked thighs and bottom with just the tiniest triangle of silk barely covering her child sex. I never tire of her gorgeous peachy little bottom and thighs, she is perfection.

“Hi Grandma!” she laughed, and she went through to the kitchen, “Just getting a drink.”

I pretended that Karen’s appearance had had no effect on me, even though my panties were drenched and I ached for her to be in my arms so I could undress her slowly and make long slow love with her. My mother was speechless, transfixed, and I guessed she was in the same state of arousal as me. She started to speak, slowly.

“Honey, does Karen often dress like that, it seems awfully, you know, grown up?”

I pretended it was normal and tried to stay calm. I could see Mother was shaking slightly.

“Oh, sometimes she likes to dress up, you know, she’s a little girl,” I offered, prolonging the agony.

“An extremely promiscuous and sexy little girl!” my mother blurted out, sounding rather old fashioned. Her face reddened, not believing what she had just said. She squirmed uneasily in her chair, waiting for my probably hostile response.

“Is she really?” I said, trying to sound surprised, “You find her sexy?” It was not a question I thought I’d ever ask my mother about my little daughter.

“Dressed like that! You can see everything! She’s got an incredible body for a child of her age, her bottom for a start, and what is that thong she’s wearing? It’s tiny, it only just covers her little-girl sex!”

“Oh Mum, I had no idea,” I lied, “You like little girls!” Mother was blushing less now and was sitting back in her seat and it seemed, ready to confess everything. Her hand had crept to the front of her white jeans and she was lightly pressing the outline of her pussy with her middle finger. I could see her nipples were hardening beneath her tight silk shirt and I noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra. My own dear mother was shamelessly playing with herself in front of me.

“There’s something you ought to know,” she offered. “Recently I’ve become attracted to girls, but not just any girls,” she hesitated, “Very young ones.” She was looking for a reaction from me, a look of disgust, my disapproval.

“Very young?” I repeated, “Karen’s age?”

“Yes, I’m afraid so, especially if I can see them in pretty underwear, you know what I mean, little panties and thongs. The thought of beautiful little girls dressed like that just sends sexual feelings flooding through me like I haven’t known since I was a teenager and was full of young hormonal lust.” She pressed her finger harder into her sex and an audible moan escaped from her lips.

“Wow Mum, that’s amazing,” I said. I was genuinely stunned; she had admitted it right then and there after seeing Karen dressed so sexily and then blurting out her exclamation.

“There’s something I need to confess to you now,” I continued, “I found your search history on the computer and saw the child modeling sites you like.”

“Oh yes, aren’t they wonderful? Pretty little girls in pretty little panties just waiting to be kissed all over, they make me so wet and I have to come just looking at them,” confessed my mother, now without any pretence or shame.

I paused to pay some attention to my now aching pussy and my hand crept inside my loose pants to caress my wetness. Mum’s eyes widened as she took in my blatant action.

“Oh Mum, I like them too,” I paused, “I took my jeans and panties off and made myself come looking at one of the girls and imagining I was doing things to her, naughty things, like taking her pretty little panties off and fucking her and sucking on her little pussy.”

I was exhilarated using this kind of language in front of my mother and it only heightened the atmosphere. I could see she was shocked and delighted at the same time. My heart was beating faster and my throat was dry, the sexual tension was electric between us now and yet I wasn’t sexually attracted to her and I didn’t want to have sex with her, only with Karen, my darling daughter.

“So Karen is dressed up for me?” she quizzed. Her excitement was mounting and the realization was just dawning on her that my daughter, her darling granddaughter, was also my lover.

“Are you and Karen—?” She couldn’t bring herself to say it. The thought had sent an electric shock through her belly and she was now openly caressing herself even harder, digging into herself. Without thinking she undid the top button of her jeans and slid her hand inside.

“She’s dressed up for both of us,” I answered. Mother’s eyes widened at this and she uttered a low moan, unable to contain herself much longer. I saw her finger undulating inside her panties.

At that moment Karen returned from the kitchen. Oh God she was delectable, delightful, my beautiful child sex goddess. I wanted her so badly, her coltish limbs, her skin, her little-girl freshness, her pretty mouth, her bottom, her sex, everything.

Without words, she fell into my waiting arms and I gently laid her back on some cushions, unable to leave her alone for another second. I took a long time to drink in her beauty. I had turned off the lamps and we were all now bathed in candlelight, making Karen’s nearly naked body look even more alluring. Her silk robe had ridden up and her panties were pressed tightly into the lips of her gorgeous little pussy. I began to play with them, unable to hold back any longer. The atmosphere was exotic, like some far-eastern harem where an initiation ceremony was about to begin.

I could see Karen’s concern that her dear grandmother was going to watch while we made love and reassured the child.

“It’s OK baby girl, Grandma knows everything about us and she’s so happy, she wants to be part of it.”

Karen turned her head for her grandmother’s approval. My mother nodded slowly and she moved over to us, swept my child into her arms and smothered her in the tenderest kisses on her lips and face. It was the most touching scene I had ever witnessed.

“Mum, tell me what you want to see, we’ll do anything to please you.”

She broke away, and used her new-found intimacy with her granddaughter to caress her body lovingly, her hands straying to Karen’s gorgeous little bottom as she held her. Eventually, she laid Karen back and bent her head to kiss my baby between her legs. I could tell she didn’t want to let go of the beautiful child.

“Oh darling, I want to see you make love to your little angel, to undress her, to kiss her everywhere, to caress her sweet body ‘til she cries out for her Mummy to take her. Take her pretty little panties off so I can see her naked child sex. Taste your baby girl for me!”

My mother was now beside herself and shrugged her jeans lower on her hips to make it easier to get at her own sex. She dug her finger deep into it and brought it to Karen’s mouth. My baby girl didn’t hesitate, just took hold of her grandma’s hand and smelled the sweet scent and tasted the pungent moisture as she took the finger into her mouth. I groaned with pleasure.

She continued, “Karen baby, do you want to take your panties off for Mummy, do you want to be naked for your Mummy, naked in her arms whilst she kisses you everywhere? Do you want Mummy’s tongue between your legs darling, and her fingers inside you; oh baby girl, do you want to give yourself to Mummy?”

“Oh yes, yes!” Karen moaned, “Mummy, please undress me, I need to be naked for you, please Mummy, see how wet I am!”

Mother’s hand was now back in her jeans and by the movement I guessed she was now manipulating her clitoris.

Karen was still half dressed and I undid her sash and the silk robe fell open revealing her body. I pulled it out from under her so she was just left with the tiny silk thong. It barely covered her and I could see, even in the candlelight, a little pearl of moisture on the delicate folds of her pussy lips. She started to push the garment off her hips, desperate to bare her little sex for my pleasure. I couldn’t prolong it any more and helped her with the panties. Of course her legs were raised up and opened as I took them off, revealing her gorgeous little-girl pussy and bottom for both me and Mother to enjoy. My mother moaned, it was her first experience of being close to a naked little girl in the throes of sexual arousal. I offered my baby to her.

“Mum, take her, take my child, pleasure her.”

My mother bent forward and took Karen’s legs and pushed them back against her chest, opening them wide so her pussy would open up. She moved over her and gently licked the perfect flesh of the child’s vagina, making small movements that sent Karen into paroxysms of delight, her hands guiding her grandma’s head to the sweet spot of her now engorged clitoris. My daughter was helpless, her pliant and nubile little body in shock with the incredible sensations coursing through her. Karen’s arms went back over her head as she stretched out, trying to hasten her climax.

While they were thus engaged, I practically tore off my shirt and the rest of my clothes. I had to be completely naked now in front of both my mother and daughter. Karen saw me and tried to help me push my panties down over my hips and off. I couldn’t wait and told her to tear them. She pulled at them and they shredded. I was over the edge now. I pushed what was left of them as far inside my pussy as they would go so they would be really wet. I scrunched them up and offered them to my daughter’s lips. She sucked at them greedily which stifled her moans of pleasure. When she had sated herself, she tried to raise herself up to me but instead held out her arms.

“Oh Mummy, hold on to me, it’s too much—I can’t stand it—oh Grandma!”

My mother took pity on my little girl and moved away. I saw her reach in her bag and bring something out. I could only just make it out in the dim light; oh my God, it was a strap on dildo!

She handed it to me. “You said anything to please me, right honey?”

I was speechless. She continued, “I want to see you fuck Karen with that strapped on, as a birthday gift to your beautiful daughter lover.”

She was right, it had gone midnight, and it was my darling daughter’s tenth birthday.

“I want you to take her virginity, carefully, slowly, while I hold her.”

My mother was now undressing. Karen and I watched fascinated as she shed her clothes and finally her panties. She looked absolutely beautiful in the candlelight and kneeled close to us. She reached out for my daughter and Karen fell into her arms and nuzzled at her breasts. I was in a trance now watching my mother’s hands and lips stray all over my angel child, drinking in her beauty, pressing her fingers into Karen’s most intimate places and caressing her sweet body.

She finally spoke. “The dildo’s a special one, you can fill it with a liquid and squirt it out; look at the bulb at the base, you squeeze it, like this,” and she demonstrated, kneading the bulbous end of the thing.

“I usually use warm milk, it’s heavenly when you time it right, I usually wait ‘til I’m just about to come and then squirt it hard into myself, the feeling is exquisite,” and she shuddered at the memory.

“Let me do it,” she said as I took Karen back into my arms. Mother took the thing out to the kitchen and Karen and I cuddled on the couch. I was glad to have her to myself for a minute and we savored the moment, loving our nakedness and the way we wrapped ourselves around each other. After a few minutes, Mother returned and handed me the dildo, it was warm.

“We need to get it wet, honey, put it inside me,” she beckoned.

She guided my hand and pulled it toward her pussy. My natural instincts pointed it at her sex and she let go as I gently pushed the dildo into her wetness. She groaned as the thing disappeared and I couldn’t help but draw it in and out, fucking her gently with the thing. She screamed and her hips bucked with the motions.

“No, no more!” she begged, “It’s for Karen; take it out and put it on, make love to your darling child!”

I stepped into the harness and kneeled in front of them. The toy thing jutted obscenely from my belly. My mother was now in charge of proceedings.

“Karen, get ready baby girl, Mummy’s going to put it inside you.”

Mother kneeled and positioned Karen to face me, holding her underneath her thighs. She pulled the child’s legs back baring her little sex and bottom for me, putting Karen into a position where I could enter her easily. I moved forward and put the dildo to her little pussy lips and pushed.

“Oh Mummy, it’s going inside me, it feels so big, Oh Mummy be careful!”

“I will darling girl, I won’t hurt you,” and so saying I eased it gently into my baby girl.

“Oh little girl, oh my darling girl, we’re making love!” I screamed, as the dildo disappeared completely into my daughter’s open vagina to take her virginity.

Karen was wide eyed and grabbing at me wildly as the spasm of pleasure overtook her. My mother was holding on tightly, so as not to interrupt the motion of our bodies and to gain the maximum pleasure for us both as I fucked my little girl.

The onslaught continued, and Mother was out of her mind with lust and moaning unintelligibly, saliva drooling from her open mouth as she braced herself against my thrusts of the dildo into my beautiful child.

I didn’t want it to end. Karen was now crazed as she received the dildo deep into her sex and was now nearing her orgasm, attempting to bring it on by rubbing her own clitoris in frenzied motions. Mother was still holding Karen’s legs open as wide as possible so I could achieve maximum penetration and was kissing her granddaughter all over her face and neck, biting her ear and moaning encouragement to me.

“Oh honey, that’s it, pleasure your baby, push it deeper, she wants her Mummy to fuck her—oh God she’s coming!”

Karen was now at the end and my mother reached underneath me and squeezed the bulb at the base, forcing the warm liquid to spurt into the child’s vagina. The little girl stiffened and screamed out for me as she came violently, bucking her childish hips as we both held onto her naked little body. Mother and I came at the same time and my pussy gushed streams of liquid down my thighs and legs.

I thought Karen had passed out but she opened her eyes and reached for me.

“Oh Mummy, that was the best, oh thank you Mummy, thank you!” We kissed, open mouthed as I breathed into her, “Oh baby girl, baby girl, darling girl!”

I gently withdrew the dildo from her and discarded it. Mother and I helped my daughter back onto the couch; streams of warm milk were gushing out of her little open pussy and onto her legs and I nearly came again as my mother bent to drink from the heavenly fountain. Karen just sighed and then it was my turn and I couldn’t help but push my tongue as far into her as possible to recover every drop of the liquid, mixed with her little-girl come.

I felt my mother run her hands over my nakedness, not sexually but in a loving caress. I turned and we kissed and held each other. No more words needed to be spoken as we hung on each other and gazed down at my naked little daughter, my beautiful Karen.

We picked her up, blew out the candles, and made our way upstairs to my bed.