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I'm a glutton for ink. Okay, not to a grandiose extent, but enough that artsy and cute tattoos dominate much of my body. I treasure each one for various reasons and have sat in many a tattoo parlour, but never with a wet pussy. Not until today. Izeminster's Ink. They had a flash sale on and I had to indulge. What awaited was more than your ordinary session.
This tattooist, somewhere in his mid-forties and resembling Dave Bautista in both face and body, had a pair of adorable girls to babysit. They came tumbling in from a back room as we were finishing the tattoo on my shoulder. His daughters, it turned out: Stephanie (4) and Kelsey (6). Though not much of a social butterfly or people person, little ones inevitably gravitate towards me. My figure and smiley demeanour are naturally that of a mother, one might say, and I tend to beam around youth.
Now, let it be known, your girl is not your typical pervert. I'm not sexually attracted to kids, but rather the acts of using and loving them. The taboo of it all. My thoughts about kiddies turn sexual on a dime, consumed with how an adult (usually a man) can succumb to their desires and corrupt a child's innocence.
I'd been making light chat with Trevor about his establishment, and now posed the odd question here and there to his shy but vibrant daughters. Hence I learnt their names and ages, what they like to watch on YouTube, and that they love school.
"We're going to Aunt Lizzie's party tonight!" Kelsey, the elder of the two, declared out of the blue. Children are so cute in how they volunteer information about events and what they're up to, etc.
"Is that why you have those pretty dresses on?" I asked, knowing the answer. They nodded emphatically, bouncing in place, both full of energy.
"You're pwetty," 4-year-old Steph sprouted with glee.
"Aww, thank you. You're both very, VERY pretty." And they were. Criminally so.
"Oh, they know." Trevor chuckled, moving the needle away. "People are telling you all the time, aren't they, girls?"
"Daddy says we're sexy."
SILENCE.
I beg your fucking pardon? The guy froze, eyes averting my patch of freshly inked skin. He went straight into damage control.
"No, Mommy. I say Mommy's sexy."
"Uh-uh," 6-year-old Kelsey contested. "You saw WE'RE sexy you play with us, Daddy." The brunette pounced at her father's crotched, hands wrestling to detect his bulge.
"Hey, Kelse! Careful!" he half-heartedly nudged her away with his elbow. No "cut it out" or "don't be telling fibs"?! Wow. I mean, first and foremost, it's not exactly a child-proof workplace and she should be mindful of not bumping into any of the equipment, but damn.
"Cock, Dada! Cock!" Now the smaller one nestled her way into the nook between her sis and papa bear. She scrambled her hands over the same area. I kid you not, a surge pulsed through my pussy!
"I'm sorry," he said, unable to mask the panicked tone.
"Cummies! Hungwy!" she protested on. Both of these hot little hussies tugged incessantly at his pants, calling for his snake to be released. They clamoured at it, and my eagle eyes spotted an erection rising the more these gorgeous darlings rubbed him like a lamp.
"Girls! Kelse, honey... Steph... Quit it!" he practically pleaded. It's as if two sexy little sleeper cells had been activated to suck their daddy's dick. "They're not usually..." Trevor offered up to me, distracted by their adamant proposal and drifting off with his explanation to me. "Sorry. I'm so sorry about this."
"Don't be," I finally said, scooching back in my seat and putting a hand down my leggings. We made piercing eye contact, Trevor and I. My actions said it all.
He took my manic self-pleasure as the intended message it was: that I'm a friendly who would bask in seeing this pedodaddy bestow upon his whores whqt they're so desperate for. What they'd likely skipped from the back office playroom for. He jostled out of his chair and to the storefront, hurriedly putting down the blinds, locking the door, and flicking the sign to "Closed", returning to free his dick from its confines.
I moaned under my breath as the pair of eye candy girlies latched themselves onto the immense appendage they pined for. He need only stand there and they knew what their assignment. The older Kelsey went for his purple bulbous head, while Steph tucked in close and fit perfectly underneath him, getting on her tiptoes to suckle her daddy's ballsack.
"Holy shit," I shuddered, hitching my breath and in all sorts. "Wow... Okay... Fuck!" My cunt was rife with good feelings and juices leaking profusely. I'd only ever seen clips of this. To stumble across this in the community, I could hardly believe it. Was it all a lovely dream? Trevor put a large, manly hand on each of his girls' tiny heads, glancing up at me and specifically my hand in overdrive. Let's give him a show right back. The man's feening for it. I wriggled my leggings and panties past my juicy backside and down to my knees. He honed in on my cunt, a leaking mess. I neither knew nor cared where his gaze went from there, because I switched mine to the pretty little things at his mercy. At THEIR place of worship, exactly where THEY literally clawed and begged to be.
The first wave of unbridled ecstasy washed over me, my body thunderously responding to the pure bliss of these petite-in-the-body, plump-in-the-face beauties going to town on their main protector now jutting his hips back and forth. My starry eyes fluttering, I came over my fingers with reckless abandon of the clear fluid that poured out, down my ass and smearing the chair. I didn't stop fingering my pedocunt, far from done. Thumbprint on clit, I rubbed my nub to metaphorically keep me on my toes. Light moans of "shit" and "fuck" escaped my thick lips in accordance with the fantastic feelings.
Bearing witness to a dirty motherfucker and his severely underage daughters awoke a new whore in me. With her mouth glued around the first couple inches of him, Kelsey's puny hands tried in vain to stroke the rest of her daddy's sizeable length properly. That in and of itself was picturesque. I'm obsessed with size difference, and besides the genuine depravity of child porn and how a man can use his own kids in such heinous ways, it's seeing little bodies be monstered that makes me tingle.
Though exceedingly effort-driven in pleasing her dad, Kelsey's baby sis gave the dick-sucking champ a run for her money. Stephanie gobbled the swollen balls like there was no tomorrow, fully devoted and throroughly enjoying the task she so chose. Her head angled back, I saw only Steph's throat and chin, along with her lips, of course. Those succulent, hard-working lips, so thin and young yet experienced in this position. Her face? Squished in man ass with the high probability of sweat. The thought of her cute features mashing this bulky brute's cheeks and her tiny button nose jammed in there... Wow.
Don't ask how my body kept up. Having never been quite so titillated in my life, I had to actively remind myself to breathe. Here I am losing it and he hadn't even fucked them yet. I've seen CP with brutal, all-out rape and destruction, so it's safe to say that first-hand exposure does wonders. Trevor scooped his littlest one up in his arms and let her cling to his chest, jamming unseen fingers in her unseen cunny. Damn my vantage point, right? Well, I didn't need to see it to know and enjoy it. This lurid middle-aged father of two drop-dead sexy babes held and groped Steph's ass while up to his knuckles in her tiny twat, and it was at this point I realised her panties, or lack thereof. Were they disposed of in the room out back? Were Kelsey's missing also? Or do they prance around commando-style, both scrumptious prickteasers in their delightful dresses with nothing underneath?
Thick and fast came those questions, fuelling the flames to my burning pussy that came some more, the endless flow just that: a stream of one climax after another. The ruler of my heart and robber of my soul (whoever he may be) would one day adore that ability of mine to cum endlessly, for reasons outside of his own understanding. He'd rather I cum to oblivion and bring down the house before seeing to his own needs and relieving himself. But then again, basking in my pleasure would get him so worked up and infatuated that impatience would take over. He'd try to hold out before declaring "fuck this" and flopping out his dick when we're on the phone together, him in the car on his way home to me, unable to wait the 15 minutes it would take and risking an unfortunate accident. I'll yield that much power over him.
Anyway, I digress.
The darling 6-year-old Kelsey stood firm sucking dick like the ultimate professional. I imagine she's been tasting Trevor's organ and cocksnot since before she could remember. And all the while she busily gorged on her daddy, he ferociously fingerbanged his other angelic daughter, making her squeal and shout. The hot little thing sang so sweetly and reached an orgasm of her own so beautifully that I effortlessly squirted again, thanks to her seizing body. Expelling juices to such debauchery is fun and gratifying, to say the least. Add 'addictive' to that list.
I craved more. What a treat it would be to watch uncompromising and punishing pedosex unfold right before my eyes. Bare minimum, veiny penis in very small vagina. As if spinning my witchcraft, it came to fruition then and there. Trevor carried Steph to his leather work chair opposite me and dumped her on it. She instinctively knew to spread her legs and invite Daddy to line up his dick up with her cunny. Holy shit. Kelsey was bummed that it meant the oversized lollipop she'd be devouring was no longer in her grasp. Her greedy little hands. I caught eyes with her for just a second and in time she decided to race over to lucky ol' me(!!!) and study my female form. Her wide eyes entranced by my lively cunt made it gush that much more. (Believe it or not, as I've alluded to, I'm very much an endless fountain between the legs. If I stay hydrated, I can stay wet.) The sudden attention I garnered from Kelsey gave me nervous jitters but no performance anxiety issues. I put on a show for the curious slut, popping a boob out and grabbing it. Being the bright young mind that she is, Kelsey caught on quickly and joined in squeezing my exposed tit. Oh, gosh... that pretty little slut.
I drifted focus to the duo, with moderate guilt attached in sidelining the girl who'd just taken an avid interest in me. But hey, I couldn't miss out on this. Trevor jammed his thick cock in Steph's toddlercunt exquisitely. He groaned while sinking deeper and put a hand over her mouth, pre-empting bothersome protests or cries or... Who knows what? Not me. Could just be his kink to shut one set of a whore's pipes while he fills another.
I caressed one of Kelsey's cheek. So supple and and red in its blush. And yet, I had the best of both worlds with kindy-aged Steph getting pounded. Seeing this daddy go balls-deep beast mode into his young one's sacred hole made me lose my mind. (Where the hell did it go? To the heavens?!?!) Trevor absolutely monstered her and it's everything I adore about CP: a man using his daughter of all (little) people for his satisfaction.
As I kept coming, Kelsey kept watching, inching closer and closer until her face was right there... Right fucking there. The keenly curious 6-year-old left me no choice but to mash her into my waterfall, and... Shit... When that poking tongue of hers licked furiously, my back arched and I hit peak ecstasy. Those last images of cunnilingus and rampant cunny-fucking made me shout the house down, all inhibition let go. Neighbouring businesses would assume bloody murder. I covered my mouth through the last half of it, my legs shaking as I intuitively locked my thighs around sweet Kelsey's head to keep her there. My eyes were either squinting or shut through it all, and when they did return to some form of normalcy, many spots plagued my vision. I could barely formulate a word, much less a steady breathing pattern. And when I caught a glimpse of Trevor relentlessly plowing away again, his crude and cute whore with a dang SMILE on her face, my vagina decided to keep riding. Like a gambler on a hot streak, it wouldn't stop now. Kelsey nourished herself well on my juices, I have to assume. 🤭
Those spots in my vision didn't cease for a while yet. And when Trevor buckled and ejaculated in his... truly HIS... little whore's body, with the manliest of roars, I reached nirvana again. I thought I might die. Like, actually die. The visceral thought of all daddy goo flooding her insides makes a pervert so very aroused. Tell me I'm wrong. A cute fan lapping up your cunt only makes it worse. And by worse, I obviously mean better. The handful of Kelsey's hair that I had wrapped around my fingers, I now released, telling my fond angel: "Go kiss your sister." She was happy to oblige. With my pussy juice literally dropping off her chin, Kelsey zinged to her creampied counterpart just a mere chair away and locked lips with Stephanie. So hot. And it wasn't lacking experience. They'd made out before, presumably under Trevor's tutorage. Kelsey broke the impassioned wrestling of little lips and planted the CUTEST butterfly kisses on her sister's lashes. Oh shit. Fuck.
The engorged dick plopped out of its snug fleshlight and was offered up to the daughter who missed out. Ready to please some more, Kelsey sucked and sucked on that head with all the makings of a supreme cock-xpert. Her daddy's cum and sister's cunny competed with the flavours of me. Gosh.
I could do this all day. Actually, why shouldn't I? I had my little 2-year-old guy to pick up from daycare just down the road and can come straight back. Make myself look presentable and bring him back here with me to include in this filth. Should I? Dare I join Trevor in bad parenting? It's a safe bet to hedge...