Date: Mon, 04 Mar 2024 13:41:39 +0000 From: jordynstories.moonbeam932@simplelogin.com Subject: Playing with my children- Ch 006 Playing with my children. CH 06 AUTHOR NOTE: This is another chapter in the ongoing story about Meghan and her two young children. She has a ten-year-old daughter and a thirteen-year-old son. The three of them explore some consensual sexual situations throughout this and upcoming 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 Lastly, please consider donating to this website to help it stay here! It is not free to run and every donation makes a difference! The link to make a donation is: https://donate.nifty.org/. Thank you for your support! {Chapter 006 -- Relief} I was shaking by the time I made it back to my room. Sophie was lying exactly where I had left her, still completely naked. She had her eyes closed and for a second, I thought she might have fallen asleep. Smiling to myself, I spent a moment admiring her young, slender body. Her feet were tiny, but they were perfectly proportional to the rest of her small body. Her little knees still had pink circles from where she had skinned them a few months ago. They were healed, but the skin hadn't turned the same color as the rest of her yet. My eyes travelled their way upward, pausing when I reached her vagina. Her pale skin was creamy and smooth all around it, and the color was the same all the way to her pussy lips. They were stuck together, and her little slit was just barely visible. Smiling, I slid my gaze further up her body. Her belly was round, flat and cute as a button. I ran my eyes up across her chest. There was only a slight difference between young girls and young boys as far as their chests were concerned. Sophie's breasts were completely flat, and yet there was just a subtle hint of the budding that was going to come soon. Her nipples were extremely small, but somewhat puffy. They were less than an inch across. I couldn't remember when my own nipples had started getting wider. Probably when my boobs filled in. Stepping further into the room for a better look, I noticed that the tips of her nipples were sticking up just slightly. "Are you cold, sweetie?" I asked softly. Sophie's eyes fluttered open and she focused on my face. Then she nodded up at me. Smiling down at her, I reached for the covers and started pulling them down. She was lying on top of them, so I had to roll her body over to get them past her. Once I had them pulled down, I climbed into bed beside her and pulled them over both of us. Scooting closer, I let the heat from my sexed-up body warm her. I was still shaking from what I had just witnessed in Brandon's room. My daughter and I stared at each other in silence for a minute. Then I whispered, "Ready, lovey?" She nodded at me. Under the covers, I reached my arm between her legs and gently ran my fingers along the outside of her lips. Immediately, I could tell they were still slightly damp. I knew without a doubt that they were wet from her own pussy juice and not from the cream she had put on. Staring into her eyes, I gently began massaging her labia. She stared back at me, her lips parting just slightly. Watching her, I continued my slow caress, prodding and diddling the surface of her vulva. I watched until I saw my little girl's nostrils flare slightly and her eyes start to flutter. That's it, baby doll. "Aren't you supposed to use the cream, mommy?" she asked, her voice soft, half whispering. Busted, I thought to myself. But I didn't let it show on my face. I just nodded and whispered, "Yeah, I will. I just wanted to see if... if this feels good without it." Then I gently pressed my fingers against her lips, rolling them in tiny circles as I worked my way up and down. She was so incredibly soft down there! My own vagina felt completely different by comparison. Not exactly rough, but definitely not as soft as her ten-year-old kitty felt. She nodded slowly at me while I continued to massage her pussy. Using two fingers, I gingerly pulled her lips apart and then pressed my middle finger in between them. Slowly, I slid my finger up the middle of her slit. When I reached the little bump of flesh that was her clitoris, Sophie gasped. Focusing my attention there for the time being, I gently rolled my finger over it in circles. Her mouth opened a little. She was still staring at me, her eyes starting to glaze over. "Does this feel good right here?" I asked, barely above a whisper. My daughter bit her lip and nodded slightly, then whispered, "Yeah." Pressing a little harder, I felt her young body shift as a tiny convulsion ran through it. Then I started moving my finger in circles, going a little faster. For five minutes, I diddled my ten-year-old daughter's clitoris, watching her face take on a countenance of lust. She started shaking gently and I heard her teeth chatter a little, until she made a sudden move beneath the covers. She reached out, grabbing my arm with one hand and squeezing me hard. Hissing, Sophie whispered, "I need to pee again, mommy!" Her voice sounded strained. I kept diddling her while I whispered back, "Shhh. It's ok... Shh shh shh. Don't worry." I tried to be reassuring. Still rolling her clit round and round, I decided to explore a little with the rest of my fingers. Twisting my hand a bit, I stretched another finger toward her tiny opening. When I pressed against it, I gasped when I discovered how wet she was! Juice was oozing liberally from her. Oh yes, my little girl was heavily aroused. Pressing my finger against her hole once more, I felt juice seeping out much like how a sponge full of water would release its contents under pressure. Sophie moaned softly. I kept diddling her, playing with her opening while continuing to roll her clit in tiny circles. The entire time, I kept my focus on her face. I watched as her cheeks contorted and her mouth opened wider. She was breathing heavily, too. Sophie whispered suddenly, "I'm going to pee in your bed, mom!" "That's ok," I said, smiling, and knowing full well what was truly about to happen. Then I pressed even harder against her clit and a full convulsion rippled through her young body. Just like that, my little girl started to writhe. Her muscles were tensing up all over. Her grip tightened on my arm. Her quiet moans grew louder and more frequent, although they were still "little girl" noises. Innocent. Young. I kept at it, massaging her. I masturbated my ten-year-old daughter in my bed, bringing her right to the point of release. "It's happening, mommy!" she cried out hoarsely, breathlessly as her body started to shake violently. I just kept rolling her clit around and speaking with a soothing voice, "Just let go, baby doll. Let it happen." Her little clit felt extremely hot against the tip of my finger as I pressed harder, speeding up my circular movement. I was breathing hard, too, and my own clit was tingling almost as if I was touching it at the same time. I went faster. Sophie's body went completely stiff from head to toe. Her eyes snapped shut and her mouth opened wide. She gasped and then stopped breathing. Everything was rigid on her. Her body seemed to rise into the air as she involuntarily arched her back up beneath the covers. My finger was diddling and swiping back and forth across her clit rapidly. Her mouth opened wider still. Then my little angel let herself go. "Huuuuuhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn," she emitted the longest, softest and cutest moan I had ever heard. Her body started trembling heavily. Just then, something started to flood out of her pussy. Determined to help her enjoy this orgasm to the fullest, I continued playing with her ten-year-old vagina while her climax washed through her. After a minute, her body started wriggling beside me. I kept diddling her. She started gasping between moans, her head thrashing left and right. After two minutes, I could tell she was starting to get extra sensitive in her pussy, so I gently slowed my movement and then extracted my hand from between her legs. Sophie's body sank peacefully into the mattress. She was still breathing heavily, and her eyes were closed. She was trying to catch her breath. She shuddered every few seconds, gasping repeatedly. I started brushing her hair off her forehead soothingly. "See now, you really didn't need to pee after all," I whispered. Her eyelids fluttered open. She looked sleepy, but she focused on me. Then she asked, "What did you do to me?" Smiling, I whispered, "I gave you an orgasm." "Oh," she said and then frowned, looking away from me. She seemed lost in thought for a moment before adding, "That's like what happens when you have sex, isn't it?" Nodding slowly, I answered, "Yes, that's right. It happens when you have sex. But... it can also happen just by touching yourself." She gave a slight nod and then bit her lip. After a few seconds, she looked at me again and a big smile spread across her face. Then she whispered, "I liked it." "Mmm, I'm glad," I murmured at her. I had certainly liked doing it to her. A lot. Leaning forward, I kissed her gently on the lips. Hers were damp with perspiration. With one gentle swipe, I slid my tongue across her lower lip and then pulled my head up. "Go to sleep, little angel," I whispered. She was still smiling as she closed her eyes. Less than a minute later, her breathing was already slow and I could tell she was sound asleep. Draping my arm over my sleeping angel, I closed my eyes and drifted off soon after.