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Subject: {ASSM} Dr. Williams' Nursery, Part II (pedo, infant, MFf)
Date: Sun, 27 Jul 2003 23:10:04 -0400
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One of the greatest things about operating the Tiny Tykes Children's
Home was the opportunities it gave me and my precious Carolyn to
express our love for one another.  Carolyn, the love of my life ....
my wife ... my daughter.  A beautiful, mature woman in her early 20s,
with a lithe, athletic body that had not yet begun to sag, and had not
known the ravages of childbirth, because we were unable to have
children of our own.  And yet, for all her maturity, a little girl
inside .... my little girl.

Although the children entrusted to our care were often the objects of
our passion and lust, sometimes they acted as helpers, assistants,
maybe even toys, as we loved and made love to each other.  Such as the
time that we brought little Amy to our bed on a cool autumn evening
....

Amy was not quite two years old, a dark-haired, dark-eyed angel who,
like so many of the children, seemed to be starved for affection, and
rejoiced in every touch.  But although she seemed starved for
affection, Carolyn and I kept her well-fed with a regular diet of love
and sexual attention.

On the evening I'm thinking about, Amy was not really the object of
our attention: because Carolyn and I only had eyes for each other.  We
had been in bed together since the late afternoon, making slow, gentle
love over and over, stopping only long enough to eat dinner.  Now,
after we had rested for awhile, she turned to me and said softly,
"Daddy, can we play with my little toy?"  She was referring to a
9-inch gel butt plug I had recently bought for her, a very pretty one,
bright blue with gold sparkles, and one we had already used on each
other several times.  "Yes, baby girl, I'll go get it."

"Well, Daddy," she continued, "can we share it with one of the little
ones?  I want you to have two little girls to play with!"  What she
did not say, although her eyes danced with the obvious thought, was
that she wanted to play with one of the little ones, too.  And so, I
went to the playroom and got Amy, who had just had her bath, and was
dressed in her little Pokémon jammies.

Amy was excited, of course, looking forward to another dose of very
concentrated attention.  A little too excited, in fact!  You see, what
Carolyn and I wanted was a sweet, passive little body to use as an
"aid" to our own lovemaking: we did not intend for Amy, on this
evening, to be the center of the action.  So I mixed up a mild dose of
barbiturate, and gave it to Amy to drink in a small glass of fruit
juice.  She tossed it down instantly, and by the time we returned to
my bedroom, she was wobbling on her cute, dimpled legs. I had to pick
her up and carry her to the bed.

I let Carolyn undress her as I retrieved the plug from a drawer in the
bureau.  When the child was nude, I kicked off the shorts I had put on
when I went to get the child, and resumed my place on the bed.  Now
there were three of us, all naked: Carolyn, Amy, and me.  Amy was
already drifting off to sleep, lying on her back, her thumb in her
mouth.

I reached into the bedside table drawer and got the K-Y jelly. 
Turning around to face the girls, I saw that my darling,
twentysomething daughter was lying exactly in the same position as
little Amy, her thighs slightly spread, her nipples already erect,
looking up at me wide-eyed, sucking her thumb, just like the child!  I
laughed out loud, but my cock became rigid as a crowbar.

I leaned down and brushed my wife-daughter's lips with my own.  "Now,
baby, where shall I start?" I whispered.

She pulled her thumb out of her mouth.  "Put the toys in our little
baby holes, please Daddy?" she cooed.  "Please fuck your two baby
girls with it right now?"

I supressed another laugh and kissed her again.  I lowered my mouth to
one of her breasts and began to tease the nipple with my tongue,
making her squirm; she was sucking her thumb again, undoubtedly just
to tease me.

Then I smeared a generous glob of the K-Y onto the blue gel plug,
reached down, and spread her soft, muscular thighs wide apart. Pausing
only to give her clit a gentle pinch, I pressed the tip of the plug
against her  already-twitching asshole, and began to push.  In no more
than three seconds, all 9 inches had been sucked deep inside her
clutching, greedy ass: in fact, I had to hold the base of the plug
tight, to keep the entire thing from going in.  Amy slept innocently
beside us.

I bent over and began to lick and kiss my daughter's shaven cunt,
sucking the clit into my mouth, drooling on it, teasing it, as I
worked the plug in and out of her ass.  She began to pant, then
squirm, then moan: her eyes were shut tight as she lost herself in the
sensations.  My cock was rubbing against her lower leg, trying to find
a place to fuck!

Now my hand was moving fast as a piston, pumping the plug in and out
of her ass as I continued sucking her clit.  Suddenly she stiffened,
and cried out, and grabbed my head with both hands: her hips bucked
against my face as she came and came.  I slowed down and moved the
plug in and out very slowly, then, as her spasms subsided, I allowed
it to slip out. I moved up and kissed her mouth, long and hard, my
cock leaking precum on her thigh as I embraced her.

When we broke our kiss, she immediately said, "Now it's baby Amy's
turn, Daddy!"  She rolled over sideways and gently spread the sleeping
infant's thighs as wide as they would go; the tiny pink vagina and
pale asshole were totally exposed.

"Yes, darling, mustn't neglect baby," I said, kissing her again. 
"Would baby Carolyn hold baby Amy open for me?"

"Yes, daddy," she smiled, moving down and wrapping her arms around the
child's thighs, holding them open.  She lay her head on the child's
tummy and chest, every so often letting her tongue flick out against
the soft baby skin.

I smeared K-Y on Amy's little pussy and asshole, then very gently
tugged her tiny labia open slightly with my fingers.  She stirred in
her sleep, but did not awaken.  I held up the plug for my daughter to
see: it was still slimy and slick from being inside her ass.  I winked
at her and popped the tip into my mouth, sucking noisily. Her eyes
grew wide and she moaned. After all this time, I still could surprise
her.  I loved her so much!

Then I added even more K-Y to the tip and pushed it against Amy's
sleeping pussy.  Perhaps an inch of the toy slipped inside easily;
then I had to start applying pressure.  Slowly but firmly, I began
moving the plug in and out, farther by a few centimeters each time,
into the adorable infant's little cunt.  Carolyn continued holding
Amy's legs apart, continued kissing and licking and even nibbling her
tummy and her tiny nipples, continued moaning softly as she watched
the long blue object slowly making its way into the girl. "Daddy,
that's so beautiful," she sighed, and of course I agreed.

In a minute or two, however, it became obvious that the plug would go
no deeper.  The child's pussy had taken maybe four inches of it; five
inches were left.  I could move it in and out easily, but couldn't go
any farther.  Also, the adorable child was stirring, trying to awaken,
making little whimpering sounds as her tiny body tried to fight the
invading object.  I knew what I wanted to do, but I looked
questioningly at my daughter, still holding Amy's thighs wide.

Wise, wonderful Carolyn smiled at me and nodded her head.  "Go ahead,
Daddy," she said, her voice thick with lust. "You won't hurt baby Amy.
 And if you do, she'll heal....."   Dear God, I thought, what sort of
a shameless vixen have I got for a daughter?  For a wife?

Before I could think another thought, she continued: "But sweet Daddy,
if you don't want to hurt my feelings ....  do it HARD! And do it
FAST!" Her eyes were gleaming; she licked her lips eagerly.

I needed no more encouragement.  As the fretfully-sleeping child
squirmed beneath us, I grasped her little ass in one hand (allowing my
thumb to slip inside her tiny anus), held her firmly, and began to
slide the nine-inch plug back and forth firmly, quickly, increasing
the pressure with each stroke.  Each time I pushed, the plug would
force its way farther into the tiny, quivering, untouched pussy.  Soon
little Amy was sobbing, crying, though still unconscious, and her
little body bucked and thrashed.  But I held tight to her ass, my
thumb buried inside her, and Carolyn continued to hold her thighs
tight, as she bent down and jabbed her tongue in and out of the
child's mouth.  Carolyn's own thighs were clamped together, rubbing
feverishly against each other: she looked as though she were running
in place.  A faint sheen of sweat had broken out on her beautiful
forehead and upper chest.  A tiny rivulet of sweat ran between her
breasts.

Now little Amy was thrashing wildly, trying to kick her feet, trying
to flail her arms around; the nine-inch plug was almost .... not quite
... yes, FINALLY all the way in!  I pumped it in and out violently;
now it was covered with baby juice and, of course, a certain amount of
blood.  Carolyn pressed her mouth over the child's, and I heard the
little one howling into my daughter's beautiful mouth.  For the first
time, I realized that I had been humping against the bedsheet and
mattress; I was very close to coming.

I continued slamming the plug into the child, her little violated
labia growing redder and more swollen  every moment, her sobs and
screams trailing off as she lost her voice .... my hand pushed and
pulled and pounded blindly, for lust had blinded me, my entire being
seemed to be concentrated in that nine inches of gel, ripping into the
wide-eyed little pixie we had chosen to be our evening's companion
....

Until, finally, I felt my daughter's hands on my wrist, lovingly but
firmly pulling me out and away from the little girl, who was utterly
unconscious and still bleeding.  "Did I ... I'm sorry, Carolyn, did I
hurt her...." I slurred, intoxicated by passion.

I felt my wife-daughter's hands push me down on my back.  "Shhhh,
Daddy, she'll be fine, the blood makes it look worse than it is," she
said soothingly.  "I'll take care of baby Amy in a little while.  But
first, Daddy .... I need to take care of you....."

And all of a sudden she was on top of me, her beautiful young thighs
parted over my face, lowering her pussy to my lips .... and, as she
sucked my cock deep into her mouth, I felt the head of the butt plug
begin its slow, certain journey into my ass.  My baby was fucking me,
and I was at peace.


(If you want to read more of this story, please write to
Buoy_O_Buoy@yahoo.com .  I'll continue it, but only if you want me
to!)

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