Message-ID: <34492asstr$1010250611@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Message-ID: <3C36878E.EB98B3BB@earthlink.net> From: Sonny X-Accept-Language: en X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: Fri, 04 Jan 2002 22:56:46 -0600 Subject: {ASSM} Dealing with Daphney Date: Sat, 5 Jan 2002 12:10:11 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, newsman <1st attachment, "dealing-with-daphney-pp.txt" begin> Dealing with Daphney By: Phil Phantom HTTP://www.PhilPhantom.Com Dawn made a deal with the devil in the form of a child molesting landlord, a deal for free rent, but still had to sell the deal to the victim or the deal was just an interesting way to pass another day in a slum full of losers. Dawn never seriously thought the deal would go down, but thirteen-year-old Daphney pushed hard for the deal, swearing she would be a good whore for Mr. Clancy. She'd do anything if only they could stay - anything as often as he wished. She promised; she begged; she pleaded on her knees while clinging to knees with her face in a mom's panties. Burning enthusiasm and hot breath weakened a mom who wasn't resisting the idea but was surprised and a bit unsteady on her feet, making her appear unsure and hesitant. Dawn knew that her kid was just plain horny for the super everyone called Lance because he had a super lance, a long skinny fucker on a tall skinny fucker. Everyone who did laundry in the complex Laundromat heard tales of Lance, so there had to be something to his sexual prowess. Dawn found out by negotiating the services of a child whore. One thing led to another, but Dawn thought it might. The ugly ones usually did have something going for them. Negotiations were fun. The sex was great; but telling Daphney was done on a lark. Dawn mostly wanted to see Daphney's reaction. Kids grow up fast in a loser complex. Dawn wanted to see what two years had done to her very social child. The reaction would at least give a clue. Daphney found out what Clancy wanted, and that he wanted her anytime and in any way he wanted, because Dawn made perfectly clear that what he wanted was a little whore he could do anything with as often as he wished in exchange for free rent. When Daphney heard that, she went to her knees and clung to knees with her face in the crotch of her mom's panties, making the crotch awfully warm on purpose. That reaction spoke volumes. Daphney had never done anything like that before. The kid knew how to sway a mom who only mentioned that offer in passing as another good reason to relocate. It never dawned on Dawn that her Daphney would be so interested in the job. Dawn couldn't help but admire her daughter's willingness to help out at her age. Dawn never saw Daphney that horny, or horny period since she started having them. This new Daphney was a rather erotic sight in a rather perverse sort of way. Then again, Dawn did pick a time when Daphney was naked and she was wearing only panties before telling her of the shocking proposal. Still, Dawn never dreamed she'd get a reaction like that. Daphney naked and begging to be a grown man's whore wasn't even in the extensive fantasy library that Dawn kept in her head, because she didn't get off on dumb or impossible scenarios, only very kinky ones that could actually happen. This was both dumb and impossible, but there she was doing it, and warming a cunt like she knew what she was doing, knew what she was chewing, and knew what she was swaying by chewing a fleshy clit just right, reminding Dawn of a very talented and well-known lesbian in Apartment 34C. Dawn wasn't about to discourage that type of kinky behavior, but she would stroke its head while looking down and saying, "If you honestly want to do this, I suppose you could, but I wonder how serious you are when you say anything. Do you even know all the things anything may entail for a man like Lance...I mean, Mr. Clancy?" Daphney came off the clit smiling while looking up, saying, "Everyone calls him Lance because of the lance in his pants. And, yes, I know exactly what he's into. I can do it all, Mom, I know I can. We don't need to move. We can live rent free right here because I'll be the very best whore I can be for Lance. Please, Mom, tell him yes." Daphney went back to work on that clit even better than before. Both hands came sliding up the backs of legs, got inside the undies to squeeze ass and pull face into cunt, or cunt into face, or a mouth harder into the clit. Dawn watched in awe as though thinking it over, then said after much thought, "I need to think this over. I know you are trying to sway me, Daphney, but this is a tough decision for a mother to make. You should want me thinking clearly. All I can think about right now is all the money we'll save and what a sexy little whore you'll make if you really will do anything that man wants." Daphney grabbed those panties and dragged them down, then latched onto that excited clit to give her mom no chance at all. Dawn bowed out her knees to the limit that stretched panties allowed, tilted her cunt up and into the sucking mouth, and watched her child eat pussy like she knew how and loved the stuff. Her little tongue was all over and getting all in that nasty pussy. Her pretty face was getting all slimy and gooey wet. The little wannabe whore really knew how to suck a mother's cunt. Daphney wasn't trying to get her mother off or she'd spend more time on the clit. She wanted a mother who could not possibly think straight and got one real quick. Dawn didn't care about cumming when the eating was this good and so good to watch. Dawn watched with hands gripped to inner thighs and index fingers pulling the lips open to expose the pink core and fuck hole. Seeing her daughter's tongue rimming and delving into that fuck hole was especially pleasant, and Daphney was so good at doing that. Daphney had a feel for the visual being half of a good eat-out. She also applied her fingers to opening up the cunt, especially the lower part all around the fuck hole that she made sure her mother saw well. She rimmed well, delved deep well, fucked a pussy with her fully extended stiff tongue well, lapped slit like a dog well, and took breathers to lick and suck the clit, but not too well, just like Rachel in 34C. Dawn thought Daphney did everything well and dragged it out well. Dawn could find no fault in the way her daughter ate a mother's cunt, and was especially good to a mother's fuck hole, and good at showing a mother a daughter's tongue paying homage to that special opening as any good daughter should. After ten minutes of the best visual head Dawn ever got, Dawn said with the lips sealed firmly to the hole as Daphney licked the mouth of the womb she came from, "Damn, you really want this job bad, don't you, girl?" Daphney nodded, but answered again with a clit in her mouth, answered by nodding hard. Dawn said, "Good answer, now would you like mine, or would you rather wait until after I calm down, settle down, and I'm thinking straight?" "I want your answer now, and you can't change your mind after you give it. You gotta swear." "Are you sure, because I'll swear and honor it." "YES!" "All right, I'll tell Lance he has a deal. He has a whore, and I swear I will never go back on this deal as long as you are happy and he's happy with you. This is a week to week deal, Daphney. Any week that he isn't completely satisfied, he expects a week's rent. Any week you fail to please that man costs me a hundred and twenty bucks. Any week you make him happy, saves that much. I'll give you twenty, but you save half and any week you fail will be paid in part by that half - in full if you have it. Agreed?" "Yes! Now hang on, because I'm going to make you cum." She wasn't kidding. After less than a minute on the clit, Dawn came to her knees. She came to her senses on her back with Daphney standing over her, smiling with a wet face and a cute pussy with hardly any hair on it, offering her wasted mom a hand up. Dawn accepted the hand up to a sitting position with her legs straight out. There she sat with her panties still at her knees, sat like an idiot as Daphney knelt, placed an arm around a shoulder, and gave a kiss to a mother's cheek, then said, "I wanna do this, Mom. Don't feel bad. I would do it anyway, only this way we get something." "Damn, Daphney, a whore. You're only thirteen and a few months. Must you grow up so quickly, and where did you learn to eat pussy like that?" "Slumber parties, plus I know a real lesbian. I learned most from the lesbian. They really know their stuff. That was good, wasn't it?" "Too good. You now have a good way to get your way." "Mom, I will never abuse my lesbian powers. I use my powers to do good and to help people I love. I love you, Mom. If I see you need cheering up, I might rub your feet, or I might eat your pussy. If you look real sad, I'll do both." "Both feet?" Daphney laughed and hugged her neck, saying, "This'll be great. You'll see. I am so ready for a man like Lance with a lance in his pants. If he ever says he wasn't satisfied, he's lying." "I see how ready you think you are. That does make this a bit easier. I take it you are no virgin." "I am no kind of virgin, but I've never had a big man. I've had small men, big boys, big dogs, and big things, but no men with big things. That's what I want, a lance, and he has one about a foot long. They say it's like a foot-long hot dog with a good head on it, a head that's a mouthful and sperm that tastes yummy." "And can make a fat tummy. Have you thought about that?" "Sure, all the time. I have to, now. I'm a woman, now." "You are a young girl who can get pregnant. You'll be a woman when your mother says you are." "Fine. I'm a girl who can get pregnant, but maybe he wants one of those." "Am I supposed to wait and see what he wants?" "The customer is always right, but I wouldn't wait. Just come right out and ask him if he'd like to knock me up. If he does, tell him to go right ahead." "I don't need to ask a man like Lance. I know what his answer will be." Daphney sat astride her Mom's lap and settled as Dawn went into a partial recline on stiff arms. Daphney took the breasts as she said, "Yeah, but I want you to ask because that makes my pussy wet; plus I want him to know it's okay to cum inside my fertile pussy, and that you aren't doing anything to make it unfertile, because all you care about is making him happy and living here rent free - see?" "I see you like playing with my titties while you drool pussy slobber into my slit." "I like sucking on them, too. I do feet, pussy, and tits." "Both tits?" "Both feet; both tits. Well, what do you say? Will you do it?" "If it makes your pussy wet, but you're a fool, Daphney. It's only fun getting pregnant. Being pregnant is a bitch." "Call me a fool, but don't call me a bitch unless a dog is fucking me. That would hurt my feelings unless I'm being one." "Are you serious, Daphney, have you done it with dogs?" "Yup, haven't you?" "Nope. I can't say I haven't thought about it often enough. I'm sure most females do, but I've never met one who did more than fantasize about it. I'm surprised I gave birth to one. Well, what was it like?" "Disgusting and degrading, totally un-satisfying, and humiliating if anyone is watching, boys especially." "You've done it often, then." "Oh yeah. You can't get that kind of sex from any human." "Dogs do have that going for them." "Yeah, plus fur, fangs, fleas, claws, paws, and a dick that gets stuck." "Do they really?" "In me they do, ass and pussy, the big ones do if the knot gets in. I have a clencher pussy, and all asses are clenchers." "Clencher pussy, huh? I wish he'd double the rent before we finalize this deal. Clencher pussy has got to be worth more than one-twenty a week. I'd feel better about saving two-forty each week." "Ask him to raise it. We'll never have to pay it, not if he's being honest. If he won't be honest, I say we flip him off and skip out. I say we let him know that before he pulls that crap, because he is a tight wad, and he will try to screw you. I say, if I give him what he wants when he wants it, he's satisfied." "I fully agree, and I must tell you, I am thrilled that you are so eager to be a good little whore for that man, because I already hashed out this deal with him this afternoon, conditional on you going along. We shook on it, then sealed it with a fuck, my first in over a year, and he is everything they say he is and more. He has a great dick and he knows how to use it. That is very rare, Daphney, very rare." "I know. Everybody says the same thing. Lance is the greatest in any hole." "I tried him in the pussy hole, but I don't doubt it. I will also be honest and tell you that you can't be a good whore for that man unless you are willing to get and remain pregnant for him. I am just tickled to pieces that the idea makes your pussy wet, because he wants things his way, and his way means he wants to see you get fat and waddle around the complex for him. I didn't know how to tell you to stop the bleeding and get fat without looking like a bad mommy." Smiling Daphney got nose to nose with her smiling mom to say, "You are a bad mommy. Just for that, I'm going to eat your bad mommy pussy. Now, lie down and relax. On second thought, you like to watch, don't you?" "I can't believe it's my own daughter eating my pussy. I need to see that to believe it." "Then sit in the stuffed chair, hang your sexy legs over the arms, and make me a good beaver to eat. I'll show you a daughter eating pussy. You ain't seen nothing, yet." "I can't wait." Daphney was right again. That was much better, a visual treat, and Dawn never saw anything like that. The kid truly did love eating pussy. That did help Dawn relax and enjoy giving her daughter that pleasure. The eating was great, and the orgasm was terrific, but almost as great was the post orgasm bliss as Daphney was in no hurry to end it. She loved the spend that seeped out, loved looking, loved licking, loved her mommy's pussy, and Dawn loved seeing that. Mostly, Dawn loved being this kinky. Dawn liked the idea that she was not just a kinky dreamer, that there was kinky substance to her being. Getting it on with a lesbian was a first step. Luring Lance into an afternoon delight was another. This was more proof, and Dawn liked the idea of raising Daphney to be a good whore, or any kind of whore, slut, mutt fucker, lesbian plaything, or child molester's Lolita. Daphney lived free with few rules and could stay out as late as she wanted with whomever she wanted. Dawn wanted her to check in periodically, but Dawn never checked up on Daphney. In a place like the Garden Villa apartments, that was a good way to raise a whore, slut, mutt fucker, lesbian plaything, or child molester's Lolita. As she watched Daphney lick cunt, she was pleased with the result. Daphney loved her freedom and loved being raised by a bad mommy. She finally used the term, and Dawn liked hearing it. Saying it out loud made it real, because it was a fact. Dawn was a bad mom. She was also a loser, not a bad looking loser, but she lived where she belonged, had very little, and didn't care. A loser who accepts her lot lives stress free with lots of time to watch TV, smoke cigarettes, drink beer, and masturbate. Dawn had the life, and she lost no sleep over her kid. Dawn loved her kid dearly, but the poor kid was born to a loser. The best way out was through whoring. In that regard, Dawn was doing right by Daphney. The kid was off to a great start, and for thirteen, she looked great. Watching that little whore eat pussy was the greatest. Daphney saw her smiling mom staring and stopped licking out the fuck hole to smile back and say, "You really love looking at this, don't you?" "Honey, your pretty face and my nasty cunt make a great combination, but your tongue in my fuck hole is a beautiful sight. Today, it was a fuck hole, which makes it even more beautiful." "You really are a bad mommy, you know." "I am well aware of that, dear, but be honest. Would you want any other kind?" "Nope. I think it's great that I can find a good child molester and spend all weekend with him if I want to. All I have to do is let you know where I am, and check in from time to time. You don't ask any questions; I don't have to tell you any lies." "It's not that I don't care, Daphney. I do. I worry about you, but I can't give you any kind of life. You have to find one. You can't do that here with me. Your mommy is a loser. I had my shot and blew it." "I don't see a loser, and I can't see where you have blown it. You look too good. You just need to dress up and get out more. If you stay here living like this much longer you will have blown it." "I don't have the energy to play the game, Daphney." Daphney rested her forearms on thighs and her chin on a mound to say, "Mom, the game is called life. You must play that game or you don't have one. I won't be here many more years. I am going to get me a life, a good life. Nothing can stop me. I know what I want, and I know how to get it. Whoring for rent is just a start. Some day, I'll laugh about that. My dream is that we can." "What do you mean?" "I mean, I want you in my life. You and me, Mom, we could own this town." "As whores?" "No, as a mother/daughter team of party girls living in a rich fucker's party pad. I say there's twenty good years left in your sexy ass if you shape up, eat right, and party hearty." "Nice dream, but I'd only drag you down. I will say this, though. I lived today. I forgot how good it felt to fuck. God, it has been so long." "Mom, I fuck every day, sometimes ten times a day. I'm living my ass off and you could too, right here, right now, and make good money. Mom, since we've been here, I have made and saved over three thousand dollars, mostly ten bucks at a time sucking dicks." "Daphney, you're shitting me!" "I'm not shitting you. I can show it to you. Lance wants me to be his whore because he knows he'll make the rent and twice that off my sexy ass, but he has a surprise coming. He ain't pimping this whore. I'll give him all he wants in exchange for rent. If you told him he could sell anything, you better untell him." "He assumed the right. I let him assume that." "I won't go for it. I don't need a fucking pimp, and I don't give nothing away." "We'll re-negotiate. Damn, Daphney, three thousand dollars. Where are you keeping that much money?" In a bank. My lesbian friend works at a bank. She set up the account. I give the cash to her. She gives me receipts that say how much I have. It's in my name, too. I have a bank card and everything. I can put it in and take it out just by using my card. Letting her do it saves me the trip." "Is Rachel your friend?" "Yes. Do you know Rachel?" "I've done Rachel." "YOU HAVE! Wow, you've done Rachel and Lance. Who else have you done?" "Just Rachel and Lance, once each, and just this week. Maybe I'm coming out of my shell....Three thousand dollars?" "Yes, and I have to go to school, plus I spend a lot on junk food, clothes, video games, music. I've made twice that, easy, and most of it this year - five hundred so far this month. Business gets better each month. I could use some help." "Well, shit, girl, count me in!" Daphney jumped up and offered her mom a hand up, saying, "Great, but first, you need new clothes. We're going shopping, my treat, but I buy 'em, I pick 'em, you wear 'em - agreed?" "I'm your girl, and Daphney, I say you are a woman, now." "Don't tell anyone, because little girls get more...and, Mom, I'm on the pill. Don't ever let that out because fertile little girls make a killing, and that's why I am finally making a killing." "How did you get on the pill?" "Rachel played the part of my mom and took me to a doctor. There's always a way to do anything. I can show you. All I need from you is the will to live." "Honey, you just gave me that. Show me the way." "Mom, it'll be a pleasure." Don't you know it was. The End Read other stories by the same author by visiting Phantom Base at HTTP://www.PhilPhantom.Com CAUTION: Exercise caution and good sense before engaging in unsafe sex practices that involve any exchange of body fluid, even contact with open sores or small cuts. Scenes involving large objects, tattoos, bestial sex, body waste ingestion, bindings, devices and gadgets are the stuff of fantasy and are offered to promote the only safe sex there is - masturbation. Before you try anything, find out what the risks and hazards are because they can all be deadly. Read, enjoy, and remember - sex with minors should be left to other minors. PP <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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