Date: Mon, 22 Feb 2010 13:18:12 -0800 (PST) From: Andrea Author Subject: "My mothers plot" Bisexual, Adult-Youth Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This author will not be held responsible if this work gets into the wrong hands. This story contains consensual and descriptions of sexual activity between two adults and a nine year old girl. The following story is fictional; although it is written in the first person from the perspective of a nine year old it is not real. I am not a nine year old girl. I am a girl, but one in her thirties. Any resemblance to real life or persons is purely coincidental. My mom and my aunt have done some very wrong things. I have a hard time blaming them because they did these things to try to improve the lives of me and my siblings. My name is Andrea. I have two sisters and one brother. I am the oldest of my siblings. I don't recall any permanent male figure in my life. My mother would get a boyfriend, get pregnant, and he would leave. I don't really remember many details because I was so young at the time. Come to think of it, I don't know if she ever received child support. I asked her who my father was once and she said he was a truck driver but he is gone now. That's all she really said about him. When I was six my mother injured her back. She could no longer work and we had to move to a trailer park near my aunt. She received whatever money should could from her disability and we made the best of the situation. Over the next three years she gained a lot of weight and stopped looking like a slightly heavy soccer mom and began taking after a big fat lady. I guess that's what happens when you don't get out much. It was when I turned nine that my aunt and mother came up with a plan to better our living conditions. Apparently they started answering ads on Craigslist Casual Encounters. They were looking for semi-successful men who were horny. It is easy to find them. There is hundreds that post every day. My mom would go to the library to use the Internet, post/answer ads, and try to pick the right mark. At the time I didn't know what she was doing. I did like going to the library and would spend the hours reading stories to my sisters and brother. Every night after library days there would be a knock at the door. My mom would be fresh from the bathtub and wearing a robe. She would open the door and invite him inside. She wouldn't introduce us; just take him into her bedroom. I would here some noises for the next twenty minutes. Then he would leave and see himself out. This event replayed itself a few times a week for the next few months. I think she was trying to find a guy that drove a nice car and had some cash. One day after the trip to the library the usual knock at the door came. But this time it was a familiar face. He visited the previous week. This time mom introduced him to me. "This is Charles", she said. "And this my nine year old, Andrea, my eight year old Marie, my six year old Becky, and five year old Tom." I said hello, then returned to playing my old gameboy. They went to her room and spent a half hour before returning. She came out with him and saw him out, giving him a kiss as he left. The next day he came back. He stopped again to talk to us briefly before entering my mother's room. He left a half hour later again and said goodbye when he left. This continued for awhile. He was always polite, and would always talk to us. But I never felt weird or uncomfortable with him. He began to stop by around noon to see my mom and would sometimes bring us Happy Meals. We really like that. One day I noticed he had a wedding ring, but I didn't really think much of it at the time. After a few weeks of him visiting daily something happened. After they had been in her room for a few minutes my mother called me to come in. I cautiously opened the door and found them on her bed with the sheets covering everything but their heads. My mother told me to sit down at the foot of the bed and stay there. I noticed my mother's hand moved toward his crotch under the covers and then she told him that it would be really nice if they had a new TV and DVD player. He just sat there and watched me in amazement as she ducked under the covers and moved her head toward his groin. Her head bobbed up and down for a few minutes. His body tensed up and he started jerking. He let out a big gasp and relaxed. My mother's head popped out of the sheets again and repeated how nice it would be if we had a new TV. Then she said I could go. I left the room completely confused about why she wanted me there and what just happened. The very next week we got a mew TV. He came over and hooked it up in her bedroom. He came over every day and watched TV with her in bed. We weren't allowed to watch TV with them. But when he wasn't there we sure did. We didn't have cable or reception. But he brought a few Disney movies and we watched them over and over. It was great. Then one day when he was over watching TV my mother called me again. Like before she asked me to sit on the edge of the bed. They were watching some movie that had a topless women lying on her bed and a guy was kissing her boobs. This time they were both sitting up against the headboard with my mom's saggy boobs exposed. She was rubbing his crotch under the covers. She asked me if I wanted a new swimming suit. My old one wasn't fitting me well and was probably better fit for my sister. I said yes. He said maybe I should show him to the old one. So I left, put on my old swimsuit, and went back in. Mom told me to stand on the bed over them with my legs apart. As I did so she lifted the sheets back and I saw his penis for the first time. It was a lot bigger then my brothers! She opened her mouth and started sucking on while moving her head up and down. Charles told me to spin around and I did. Then he started groaning louder and louder. He grabbed my mothers head and held it down as he jerked his hips into her face. Then she pulled back and just sucked the tip while she rubbed the shaft quickly. He gasped one more time and she pulled her head back. I saw a slimy string from the head of his penis connect to my mother's mouth. She wiped it off, swallowed, and told me I could go now. I was very confused. But surprise, surprise! The next day he brings me a new swimsuit, a bikini! And it's just my size! Of course they had me model it again. It went the same way as before. I would stand on the bed while she would suck on his penis. Sometimes he would squirt in her mouth. Sometimes he would squirt all over her face and boobs. Often times my mom would have me go get her a towel and wipe it off. A few weeks later they changed the routine. This time she had me sit on the bed next to her. I was to lay there with my legs apart and my skimpy swimsuit barely covering me. My mother got on all fours and he got on his knees behind her. He put his cock in her pussy and started to move in and out. She turned her head and winked at me. Then she said, "Our car broke down again. It would be really nice to get a new one. I bet Andrea would take her swimsuit off for you if you got us a new car." I was kind of nervous. I never took my pants off for anybody to see. He watched me as he slowly rocked back and forth. He didn't say if he would or wouldn't. My mom watched me and smiled as she was pushed forward over and over. I didn't know what to do so I pulled my top aside so he could see my nipples. They were just starting to grow so my boobs weren't very big. He smiled at me and told my how beautiful I was and started to pound my mother over and over. Then he moaned and I could see him sweat. My mother told me that was enough and I could go now. So I left the room. It took a few days but he gave us a new car. Well, a used car. But it was a lot nicer than the old car. And since he gave us the car I knew I had to fulfill my mother's promise. He came over and went to the bedroom with my mom. This time they didn't bother watching TV. She called me in and told me to take off my clothes and lay on the bed. She knelt in front of him on the floor and started sucking his cock. She held him by his butt while he moved in and out of her mouth. He was facing me and told me to spread my legs. Then he told me to spread my "hairless cunt" so he could see me better. I sat there feeling very exposed while he "fucked" my mom's face. That was a new word they taught me. After he finished they both climbed on the bed. My mother told me I could dress and go and so I left. For the next few weeks my mother didn't call me in. He always said hello to me. Sometimes he brought me a present. But for whatever reason I was not included in their playtime. After a few weeks I was called in. They were watching TV again. This time it was a woman with big boobs on her knees. Guys were surrounding her and shaking their cocks and would squirt white stuff on her face, in her eyes, and in her mouth. My mom asked me to take off my clothes again. Then she began to suck on his cock. She motioned me to come close. Then she took my hand and put it around his cock. She taught me to move it up and down while she sucked on the end. Eventually I felt his cock pulse and he came in my mother's mouth. It dripped down an got all over my hands. She licked it all off then told me to dress and leave. This continued for a few days. Over time my mother stopped sucking on his cock and just watched me "jack" him. Instead of cumming in her mouth he would just shoot up in the air and over my hands. Then he started aiming at me. He had me kneel on the floor at the edge of the bed while he sat. When he came it would get all over my face or body. Then for about a week I was not involved. He was still over every day. But I was not invited in. I think my mother was negotiating with him. She would cut him off for awhile until he caved to her demands. Then she would call me in and he have me "jack him" off, or dance for him. Once he was allowed to feel my pussy as he fucked my mom. He never tried to put his cock in me. He would just feel me, have me touch him, and cum on me. My mom was always there. Except for once. My mom unexpectedly said she had to go the store and she left. About ten minutes later Charles showed up. He seemed confused that she was gone. I told him he could wait in the bedroom and I led him in there. Since my mom wasn't there I thought the thing to do was to entertain him. So I kicked off my panties and lay on the bed. He knelt down and began to lick me. It was wonderful. Then I heard a shriek! My aunt walked in the room and demanded that he explain himself. His face went white and he pulled his pants up. He said that my mother invited him over. She then threatened to call the police. He begged her not to. He said he had a wife and kids and that if he went to jail then nobody would support him. He said OK. But told him to leave and never come back or else she will call the police. I never saw Charles again. I thought my mom would be mad that my aunt chased her boyfriend out. But when she got home a few minutes later they just laughed. Apparently this was the plan from the beginning. We got a bunch of new stuff, a new car, and some money. My siblings were never involved. Only me. They told me how proud they were of me for putting up with so much. But now things were better. Of course two months later this whole process repeated itself. But by now I knew the ropes and was good at it.