Date: Thu, 29 Feb 2024 21:04:57 +0000 From: jordynstories.moonbeam932@simplelogin.com Subject: Playing with my children - Ch 003 Playing with my children. CH 03 AUTHOR NOTE: Thank you again for the feedback I have received so far on this story! Here's the next chapter. It's starting to spice up a little in this one! This story is a fantasy involving a mother and her two young children. She has a pre-teen daughter and a teenage son. The three of them explore some consensual sexual situations throughout the coming chapters. This story is a complete work of fiction. Nothing in this story is based on a real-life scenario. The characters are fictitious and any resemblance to real life people is merely coincidental. You can send me feedback via email at jordynstories.moonbeam932@simplelogin.com. I try to answer every email, but please be patient if I don't answer you right away. Xo, Jordyn P.S. So far I've been very happy with this website. But I wanted to mention here that this site is not free! Nifty relies on donations to keep it alive. If you enjoy the stories on here (of which there are hundreds of thousands!), please consider making a donation to this site! The link to make a donation is: https://donate.nifty.org/. Thank you for your support! {Chapter 003 -- Cream} When we got to Sophie's room, she tossed the towel on the floor and ran to her dresser. I found myself staring at her tiny ass, smiling. It had such a cute shape. On her slender body, her butt was skinny. It didn't jut out very far, but the curves of her cheeks were very distinct and pronounced. I could just see the crease of skin where the bottom of her bum met the backs of her legs. She turned around holding a long, pink nightie. When she started pulling it over her head, I made a noise to stop her and then said, "Uh, where are your panties?" I walked past her and opened her top drawer, pulling out a pair of white, cotton underwear. Turning around, Sophie was looking up at me. Her eye lashes were still damp from the bath and her blue eyes seemed to be shining. She dropped the nightie on the floor and held out her hands to take the panties from me, but I decided to help her instead. Squatting down in front of her, I held the underwear open. She lifted one leg at a time and then I started shimmying them up her skinny legs. Lifting my head, I found myself staring at her little pussy again. Frowning, I leaned closer. It really did look red. "Does this hurt?" I asked, nodding toward her swollen lips. My daughter shrugged and said, "It tickles a little, but it's ok." Letting go of her underwear, I stood as I told her, "Let me get you some cream. You can use mine." Then I quickly headed to my room and got a tube of cream. It was vulva cream and smelled like lavender. It worked really well. When I got back to Sophie's room, she was sitting on the edge of her bed. She was still naked, except for her panties which were wrapped around her legs just beneath her knees. She must have hopped over to her bed without taking them off. It almost made me laugh out loud. Walking over to her, I held out the tube of cream and said, "Here. Just rub that on your skin down there." My daughter opened the cap on the tube and squeezed some of the cream onto her fingers. All I could do was stand there and watch as she started rubbing it on her pussy lips. It was oddly mesmerizing. Her little hand was rubbing her lips round and round in circles. I realized with a start that I was feeling slightly aroused, watching her rub herself. It was like I was watching her masturbate, even though that's not at all what she was doing. "Does that feel good?" I heard myself ask, a little short of breath. She nodded, staring down between her legs. "Yeah," she said softly. A minute went by, neither of us saying a thing. I realized she was still rubbing herself. I just stood there, unable to move while I stared. Finally, I cleared my throat and whispered, "You should use more cream, sweetie." She had probably already applied enough, but the words were out of my mouth anyway. Sophie didn't pause to get more cream, though. She just kept rubbing herself. Another ten seconds went by. I shifted my weight to my other foot. She continued moving her hand against her pussy for thirty more seconds and then stopped abruptly. I'm not sure why, but I was holding my breath. My daughter still had her hand pressed against her lips, but she held still. She was staring into her lap. I didn't know what was going on, but I just stared at her dumbly. I realized that I was more than slightly aroused. I was very turned on. What was wrong with me? But I couldn't deny it, nor could I help it. She finally pulled her hand away from her crotch. My eyes followed it like a magnet, tracking her as she lifted it and placed it on her thigh. The tips of her fingers glistened faintly. Glancing between her legs, I just barely caught myself before I gasped. Her pussy lips were shiny. They looked damp. Was that from the cream? "I have to pee," Sophie announced suddenly. Oh dear. I knew exactly what had just happened, because it had happened to me the first few times I masturbated. She had just gotten herself close to an orgasm and then thought that feeling meant she needed to pee. With a shake of my head, I said, "Ok, you can use my bathroom sweetie. Brandon is probably still in the other bathroom." "Ok," she said. Then she launched herself off her bed. Kicking her panties off, she streaked out of my room, completely naked. All I could do was follow her. Absently, I grabbed my vulva cream on my way.