Date: Fri, 3 Nov 2017 12:33:40 -0700 From: Misty Meadow Subject: Finding the Perfect Home Finding the Perfect Home By Misty meadow As I back my car down my driveway, I notice an old beat up Honda Civic parked at the curb with its front end not quite obstructing my exit. I carefully avoid it, noticing that inside are two figures and what appears to be a load of trash. Returning two hours later, I see the same two people are there. I squeeze past them into the driveway, exit the car and walk back to the street. The cars windows are down, not surprisingly in this late summer heat and I see the occupants are a woman and a young girl. The trash, mostly bulging garbage bags, seems to be their possessions. I bend down to speak to them and the odor of unwashed bodies wafts over me. "You're not intending to sleep here, are you?" I ask. "I'm not actually blocking your driveway," the woman answers. "Please don't ask us to move. We've been moved twice already this evening and I think I might actually be out of petrol." I'm appalled at their condition, dirty, unkempt and clearly desperate. "You can't sleep here," I say, emphatically. A look of despair crosses her face as she reaches for the ignition key. "No, what I mean is no one should have to live in these conditions. I may be able to help you." She slumps with relief. The kid looks at me hopefully. "Here's the thing," I say, "though it doesn't look like it, my house is actually a semi detached." True, small as it is, on a tiny lot, it comprises two co-joined wellings, each a mirror of the other, each with a living room, bedroom, kitchen and bathroom. A common patio at the back overlooks a field, with woods beyond. "I live in one half and the other is being repainted and it'll be available about the middle of next week." "I can't afford the rent," she says without even bothering to ask how much it is. "We'll worry about that later. Excuse me asking but when did you last take a bath?" "Tuesday, I think." "It was Sunday, Mum," the girls says. This is Friday. "How does a long shower sound, followed by a nice hot meal?" They look half starved. "Come on, bring some overnight essentials and follow me." Carrying a couple of tote bags, they exit the car we go up the driveway and into my house. Once inside, I take the bags from them and peer inside; nothing but grubby clothes. "Here's the bathroom. Take your time, there's plenty of hot water and the bath towel is clean. I'll start cooking dinner." I start to heat up soup and prepare three pizzas, using pita bread instead of dough; simple, cheap and just as tasty as the real thing. Back at the bathroom I see that they've left the door open so I go in and find them both in the shower stall, their bodies blurred by the translucent shower curtain. I take their discarded clothes. "I'm gonna put these in the washing machine and they'll be dry by morning. Your other stuff too." "Okay," the mum calls and I leave. I lower the soup to "simmer" and put the pizzas under the grill, then I go back to the bathroom. They're just getting out of the shower. "I need a shower myself," I tell them. Looking at their naked bodies, I realize that the woman is exactly my type, slender, short spiky hair now plastered down with water, micro tits and nice narrow hips and probably in her late twenties. But her daughter is stunning. About twelve years old but still prepubescent, she has the face of an angel and the body of a young boy, her pubis devoid of hair. I can hardly take my eyes off her as I undress. They share the towel and dry themselves as I step into the shower. Two minutes later, I'm done and step out of the bathroom, water still dripping from my body. They're standing in the living room not quite knowing what to do. Introductions were necessary. "I'm Misty," I tell them. She introduces herself as Irma and her daughter is Holly. "I have to say you look adorable with nothing on, Holly." This is quite an understatement. She's absolutely fucking gorgeous. I can't take my eyes off her and if her mum sees me staring, so what? "Come in the kitchen," I say, "there's room for three at the breakfast bar. Here's the plan. You guys can sleep in my bed and I'll sleep on the settee. How long have you been living in your car?" I pour the soup out. She tells me their story. She's employed by Walmart, notorious for their abuse of their employees. She fell behind on the rent on their flat and was evicted. Her work schedule varies from week to week and there are never enough hours to enable her to dig herself out from the hole she's in. There's no way she can raise rent and deposit for another flat so they've been living in their car for the last six weeks. She expresses her extreme gratitude for what I'm doing to help them. "Don't worry about rent for the moment," I tell her. "We can figure all that out later. For the moment you have a place to sleep, shower and do your laundry." They finished their soup and I pulled the pizzas from under the grill. They attacked them ravenously. I stack the dishes in the dishwasher and usher them out into the living room. They sit side by side on the settee. "This is nice," I say, "three naked girls trying to stay cool. I usually hang out in my undies or nothing at all in the summer, so don't be embarrassed." "We're not," says Holly, leaning back and stretching her arms above her head. "Mum always tells me I should be proud of my body." "And so you should. It's adorable!" "She's a little exhibitionist," Irma says. "And I'm sure the world is grateful. Would you mind if I took a picture of you both?" "Not at all," says Irma and Holly's face lights up. I take a shot with my mobile. "Holly, how about you sit on Mum's lap?" She sits with her back to Irma, leaning back against her and spreads her legs. My heart races. This is a deliberate display of her cunt, which is just beginning to develop. I expect Irma to tell her to close her legs, but she doesn't so I take the shot. "I told you she's a show off," Irma says. "She'll let anyone look at her cunt. I was the same at her age, in fact I still like to have my picture taken in the nude." She spreads her own legs and now I can see both their pussies. Irma's is surrounded by rough stubble, clearly in need of a shave. I drop to my knees for a better angle and my phone flashes again. Then to my amazement, she reaches her hands round Holly's waist and with her fingertips, pulls the girl's pussy wide open, revealing the pinkness inside. She's quite deliberately offering her girl to me, saying, in effect, "She's all yours". Holly opens her thighs as wide as they'll go, an excited smile on her face. It's an utterly lewd scene, which I faithfully record. "Oh, my God," I breathe, looking at the screen. "You're both so fucking sexy!" "You are gay aren't you?" Holly asks. "Me and mum are." "Oh, she's gay alright," Irma says to her daughter. "I could tell right from the start, from the way she looked at you, like she wanted to eat you. You're eyes were popping out of your head, Misty." "Yeah," I confess. "I'm as gay as they cum, but Holly is safe with me. I'd never do anything that would make her uncomfortable. All she'd ever have to do is say `no'." "Am I safe?" Irma says, smirking. I give her a grin. "Take some more pictures," Holly says, swinging to sit sideways across Irma's thighs and putting an arm round her neck. With her other hand, she cups her mother's breast, and I see her fingers tweaking the nipple. "Suck my tit, Baby," Irma whispers. Holly bends her head and takes the nipple in her mouth. "Oh, I love it when you do that." I take several more pictures, then Holly stands in front of her Mum, facing me. Irma stands behind her, puts one arm round her waist and I see her other hand appear between Holly's legs from behind, her fingers pressing her cunt. My heart is pounding, seeing this incredibly erotic scene. Mother and daughter are into physical sex with each other! I've never encountered this before, except in erotic fiction, and I'm finding the idea utterly thrilling. They seem to enjoy letting me watch them so I get a close up of Irma's intimate caress. "So you guys have a thing going?" I ask, trying to keep my voice from trembling. "Yeah, my little Holly's a fucking slut," Irma says, smiling. "Just like you, Mum." "I kinda like sluts," I say. "How long have you . . .?" "Ever since she was a toddler. I used to change her nappy and when she was nice and clean, I'd kiss her lovely little pee pee and she'd gurgle with happiness." "Mum never stopped. She still does. Kiss my cunt, I mean." Hearing this sweet girl use the "C" word is exciting. I love it when little girls talk dirty. "And she kisses me," Irma says. "She likes older women." "They appreciate me more. Kids my own age have no idea how to make a girl happy. Mum does. My aunties do." "You let her aunts have sex with her?" I ask, incredulously. "I couldn't stop her even if I wanted to, but watching her have sex with other women turns me on like nothing else. Women like yourself, Misty." Well, fuck me with a cucumber! This is a clear invitation, asking me to do whatever to this stunningly beautiful, amazingly sexy little preteen nymphet. "This is quite a coincidence, guys. It so happens that my taste runs to little girls, darlings like you, Holly, nice and young, sweet and innocent." "Innocent!" Irma chortles. "She hasn't been innocent for years. She could probably teach you a thing or two. So you don't like mature women, then?" "I didn't say that, it's just that Holly has awakened my inner pedophile. It's been a while since I've enjoyed a preteen girl." Throughout this whole exchange, her hand had been working on Holly's pussy and I can see her fingers glistening with moisture. I have a sudden idea. "Tell you what, why don't you move in permanently next door and you can live rent free. You can repay me by . . . " "You wanna take it out in trade?" asks Irma. "Suits us, doesn't it, Holly? The higher the rent, the better." "Cool!" says Holly "I know that sounds a bit too businesslike," I say, "but . . ." "It sounds perfect to me," Holly interrupts, "so why don't you start by kissing me." She takes my phone and hands it to her mother, then puts her arms round my shoulders, tilting her head back. I put my arms round her waist, pull her body against mine and press my lips to hers. I sense the flash going off. Holly thrusts her tongue aggressively into my mouth and I push back. She is a ferocious kisser, hungry for physical love and she grinds her abdomen against mine. We come up for air. "Fuck me!" Mum breathes, "that looked awesome!" My face feels flushed. "Gimme the phone, Mum," Holly says. "I wanna take a picture of you and Misty." "Doing what?" Mum asks. I want to establish my bona fides as a dedicated lesbian so I offer, "How about I eat your pussy." Irma looks down at her crotch. "I need to shave." "No problem. Don't go away." I step into the bathroom and collect my electric razor. Back in the living room I ask her to sit on the settee, her legs spread. I kneel between her thighs and start shaving what must be a couple of weeks of stubble. Holly kneels beside me, and runs her hand up the inside of her mother's thigh until it reaches the top, then I watched, enthralled as she pushes two fingers deep into Mum's cunt. She rotates her hand palm up and Irma gasps. "Oh, my G spot! You always find it. Jesus, I'm gonna cum if I'm not careful." "Cum, then. Cum for me," says Holly. "Cum for your little baby girl. "I love it when you cum." "No, I want Misty to make me cum." "I will," I say, "just as soon as I finish shaving you." I make several passes with the razor, then setting it aside, I run my hand over her pubic area. "There, nice and smooth now." Holly removes her fingers, sucks them clean then pushes the back of my head down between Irma's thighs. "Eat her cunt, Misty! She loves it when I do it, but I'm sure you're better at it than I am. You must have been eating cunts for years, but I've only been doing it for a few months." "Oh, she knows how to do it," Irma says. "I let her get lots of practice." I bury my face in that heavenly space between her legs, licking at her outer and inner lips, pushing my tongue into her, then dragging it up to her clit, already swollen with desire. Holly, off to the side, is taking close up pictures. "Oh, this is so fucking hot!" she cries. I suck on Irma's clit, pulling it rapidly in and out between my lips and I sense that she's about to cum. "Come on, Mum, cum for us, cum for us!" And she does, her hips lunging upwards, her fingers digging into my scalp, her thighs clamping my head. Her whole body shudders as her orgasm hits, and I feel that special excitement that I get when I make a woman cum. It's almost as nice as having my own orgasm. "Whoopee!" Holly cries. "That looked like a biggie! I got some great pictures." Irma comes down to earth, gasping for air. "Fuck me! You blew me to bits," she says, gazing down at my wet face. "Now I want you to do it to my little baby girl. She'll cum at the drop of a hat. It's so easy. Fingers, tongue, dildo, whatever, she'll come in seconds." I climb to my feet and take my phone from Holly. "Let's go into the bedroom. We'll be more comfortable on the bed." I take Irma's hand and pull her to her feet. In the bedroom, Holly throws herself on to her back on the bed, her legs spread invitingly, her fingers laced behind her head, a big grin on her face. I take a picture. "Eat her cunt, Misty! Fuck her with your tongue! Suck on her darling little clit! Oh, I get so fucking turned on watching my baby girl having sex." Her words are almost as thrilling as the sight of her daughter offering herself to me. I kneel between her slender thighs and treat her to the same delights that I did to her mother. The gates of heaven have opened for me. I look up and see her gazing down at me, her face flushed with excitement. Irma's found the phone and is putting it to good use. "Fuck her!" she cries, "Fuck my little baby! Look at her, she loves it, she loves it!" Holly reacts just as violently as her mother as her orgasm crashes through her. "Ooooh! Fuck! Shit! Aaaagh!" Her little body writhes with ecstasy as she cums. "Jesus!" Irma croaks, "I nearly came again, just from watching. You're a good cunt eater, Misty. Now it's our turn." They throw my on to the bed and attack me, Holly between my legs, Irma going to work on my tits, squeezing them, pinching my nipples, biting them and sucking on them. Down below, it's clear that Holly is just as much an expert as I am and in less than a minute I've had the orgasm of the century. I relax, letting Holly lick the juice that's running out of my cunt and down my perineum. Irma lies beside me. "Isn't she great?" she says. "I think I've fallen in love with her." Holly looks up at me and grins. "You know, this bed is big enough for three," Irma says. "You don't have to sleep on the couch. Stay here and sleep with us." "Oh, yes, yes!" Holly gushes. "We can have fun all night long." "Then I should let you know that your rent is fully paid up for the whole month, girls, plus free groceries and laundry facilities. Tomorrow we're gonna throw all your old clothes in the skip and I'll buy you everything you need, new, including a lot of sexy underwear. Then I'm gonna help you find a better job, with regular hours and decent pay so you can send Holly to college." "Oh, Misty," Irma says, rolling on top of me, "thank you so much for everything. But of all the things that you're doing for us, d'you know what the best thing is?" "Tell me." "It's letting me watch as you `molest' my little baby girl." "Molest me!" Holly cries. "Molest me again,Misty!" I do as I'm told. The end.