Veronica and Katie Chapter 2

Veronica & Katie

by Sally and Mary

Chapter Two

Veronica & Katie is a long, multi-part story about Veronica, her eleven-year-old niece Katie and assorted others who come into their lives. In chapter two, Veronica has more fantasies and then visits Katie's house. Events there cause her lust for Katie to sprout.

This series is a work of fiction and it contains graphic scenes of sexual activity among consenting underage girls and adult females. If this type of content offends you or if you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

Veronica awoke with sunlight streaming in her eyes. She glanced at the clock and panicked when she saw it was almost nine. She ran to the bathroom and had a quick pee and shower. Returning to the bedroom, it dawned on her that it was Saturday, so no work today.

She collapsed back into bed and pulled the covers over her. She started to feel horny, so she lightly caressed her naked body, setting her mind on a search for a good memory or fantasy to help. It locked in on a young girl she had seen at Westfield mall in the CBD at lunch yesterday.

The girl was at the food court, having eaten with her mother, but was now wandering around the area, looking bored. Veronica's gaze had locked onto her the moment she saw her. The girl was maybe 12 or 13, with shapely A-cup boobs under a tight tank top. Her midriff was bare, further exciting Veronica.

Veronica had started to have a quick fantasy about taking the girl to the toilet stall, but her mother came up and whisked her away. Now, in bed, Veronica resurrected the scenario.

She took the girl's hand and silently and quickly walked with her to the toilet. She saw a "Closed for Cleaning" sign leaning against the wall, so she grabbed it and placed it at the entrance as they walked in.

They went into a stall and closed the door. Veronica sat on the toilet and pulled the girl to her, lifting her top. The girl wasn't wearing a bra, so her lovely little boobs were there for Veronica to gaze at, not that she gazed for long. She leaned forward and sucked a boob into her mouth, hungrily licking it all over.

The girl moaned as her nipple hardened under Veronica's tongue. Veronica treated the other boob and nipple to her tonguing and slid a hand under her skirt. She was pleasantly shocked that the girl wasn't wearing knickers, so her fingers discovered her naked pussy lips.

Sliding a finger between the girl's tight lips, she found that the girl was dripping wet. She lashed the girl's hard nipple fast as her finger slid into her pussy, pushing deep. "Oh, yes, fuck me," the girl cried. Veronica complied with her desire, pumping slowly but deeply.

The girl moaned steadily under her fucking and licking. Soon she grunted as she came, flooding Veronica's hand. Veronica kept pumping then slowed and finally withdrew her finger, sucking off her juice. She then smoothed the girl's skirt and pulled down her top.

Veronica nodded for the girl to go. She left the stall. Veronica closed the door again, quickly pulled down her knickers and furiously rubbed her pussy and clit, cumming quickly.

Veronica rubbed her pussy along with this fantasy and came hard, screaming. After a minute, Veronica withdrew her fingers from her sopping wet pussy, licking them off. Another lovely dream about a young girl, she mused – so sad it wasn't real. She suppressed a tear.

Lazily wandering to the kitchen to make a coffee, she pondered what to do this weekend. The Christmas lunch was a week away. Ick, she wasn't looking forward to being with the Papists, but she didn't want to cut herself off from her only family even if she wasn't crazy about Ellen and Ethan.

The two-week period after the lunch was the Christmas shutdown for the firm. She had thought about going back to Bangkok and finding someone like May again, but COVID travel restrictions shattered that dream. It would have to be somewhere in New South Wales.

Veronica searched online for a holiday booking, but it being Christmas during a pandemic, places were either closed or full. Bugger.

Next, she searched for new sex toys. The only toy she could think of that she didn't have in her collection was a remote-control vibrator. She couldn't make up her mind between ones for inside the pussy only or ones that fit inside but also had a clit vibrator. "The hell with it," she said and ordered both. Then she decided, "Fuck it, two of each, just in case I ever have someone to share them with." Browsing around the store for anything else, she also ordered a set of silk ropes, nice and soft on the skin.

Then she spotted a fuck machine. She'd seen those used on a cam girl site and thought they were hot. She slid fingers into her dampening pussy and simulated its fucking for a few seconds. "Damn it, I deserve one," she thought. "I've worked hard, and what else am I going to do with my money?" Click went the mouse on the top-of-the-range model.

Pop-up windows offered additional accessories, including attachments of all sizes, including very thin ones. Veronica's mind ignited, imagining the use of the machine on a very young girl, driving her to massive orgasms. She ordered one of every size.

Another pop-up window offered an installation service. "Yes, that would be useful. I'm not very mechanically minded." She selected the thoughtful option of a female installer.

The order was placed, and now Veronica had to wonder what to do now. She decided to visit the Bondi Junction Westfield, which would be full of Christmas shoppers. Surely there would be young girls with their mothers. And with the temperature expected to be in the 30s today, they would be dressed skimpily. She wished that she had the remote-control vibrator for today.

She put on a mid-length skirt and a tight, thin top with no bra. Veronica had hated having small boobs when growing up, but now, she appreciated the fact that they still looked firm at her age. She looked in the mirror and smiled, seeing that her nipples were quite noticeable.

She considered going commando but she then had a wicked idea that she had tried once before. She went to her bedside table and opened the middle drawer, rummaging through it. She found what she was looking for – a short, thin glass dildo.

She slid it into her pussy. She got a menstrual pad from the bathroom, placed it in her knickers to absorb her juice (she had learned this trick the hard way the first time) and pulled them on to make sure that the dildo didn't fall out.

After one final mirror check, she grabbed her handbag and got into her car. It was getting to be a hot one as predicted. This was good for perving. Girls would be wearing thin tops, so she could see boob shapes at the mall.

Entering the mall from the car park, the cool air refreshed her, and of course, it also made her nipples stand up. "Well, good, let people see them." She didn't even mind that men might leer at her. Glances from girls were what she was after.

Veronica ambled along, scanning for young girls. A few older teens were nice, but she liked them younger. She stopped suddenly outside the window of a fashion shop. A pre-teen was browsing inside, a cute brunette with mid-length hair not quite concealing the little boobs she was growing.

Veronica had to go into the shop for a better view. She casually strode in, slowly drifting to the area where the girl was, pretending to look at the clothes. Her pussy was clamping onto the dildo as her excitement grew.

She looked around for a mother, but couldn't see one. Maybe she was trying something on. All the better, she could perv without reproach. She walked past a rack of clothes and caught sight of her prey. The girl was just darling, with a cute face and amazing little boobs showing through her tight top.

Veronica looked to the side of the girl as she got nearer. She didn't want to scare the girl off with direct stares. She manoeuvred herself to where she could see the girl in the mirror. This was perfect, as she could see her without seeming to stare.

She thumbed through some clothes while keeping her profile showing to the girl. The girl saw Veronica and turned her gaze directly to her, seeing Veronica's hardening nipples. Her mouth fell open slightly as she seemed to be entranced.

Veronica's pussy dripped at the look from the girl. "Oh, my, was this girl turned on by me? Could she be a young lesbian?" Veronica got bold and looked away from the girl but she had her in sight in the mirror out of the corner of her eye. She absentmindedly brushed her hand over a boob and pulled on the nipple for a second, making it poke out more.

The girl gasped softly and her knees buckled a little. Veronica turned to her and smiled. Then the girl got embarrassed and turned and walked to the next aisle. Veronica smiled at having given the girl a thrill, and her pussy thanked her by clenching onto the dildo.

The mother walked up, saying, "I've found my dress, Jean. Let's go." Playtime was over, but wow it was fun. The mother turned and walked to the checkout desk. The girl lagged behind, turned to me and grinned as she passed by. I grinned back, knowing that we had both had a lovely little moment to remember.

Veronica made her escape, leaving the shop and continuing down the mall. Her pussy was pulsing from the excitement of seeing the young girl and having deliberately excited her. The dildo amplified the sensations, especially as she walked.

Taking several deep breaths to calm down, Veronica surveyed for other girls but didn't see any. When she reached the café, the aroma triggered her hunger for food, so she sat at a table outside, so she could view the passers-by, and vice versa. She sat with her back to the window, so her braless boobs could be seen by anyone walking by who was interested.

A waitress came to take her order. Veronica saw from her name tag that her name was Sandy. She was young, maybe fifteen, with nice B-cup boobs – a little older and more well-endowed than Veronica's usual targets, but still of interest.

Veronica gave her order. Sandy didn't move afterwards but just gazed at Veronica's boobs. Veronica looked her up and down and smiled.

Sandy said softly, "Can I get you anything else?"

"No, thanks," Veronica said, not really meaning it. She watched Sandy walk away, her desire for the girl igniting.

When Sandy brought the food, she smiled broadly and asked, "Are you sure you don't want anything else?"

Veronica gasped and stared at the grinning girl. She blurted, "Uh, no thanks," and watched Sandy walk away.

She fell into a daydream.

"How old are you?" Veronica whispered.

"I'm sixteen, so I'm legal."

"What time do you get off?".

The girl grinned even broader at the double entendre. "In half an hour."

Veronica grabbed a notepad and pen from her handbag and scribbled her address. Handing the sheet to Sandy, she said, "If you're interested, come soon."

Sandy had to chuckle at the second double entendre. "Don't worry, I will cum. And I think you will cum too."

Veronica wolfed down her lunch and paid at the counter. She returned quickly to her house, her pussy in flames. Bursting in and slamming the door behind her, she ran to the bedroom and stripped, pulling out the dildo, which had done its job. She went to the toilet, freshened up and put on a silky robe and slippers.

It seemed like it took forever for the doorbell to ring. Veronica ran to the door and flung it open. Sandy was there, smiling. Veronica said, "Do come in."

"I need a shower."

"Of course. By the way, my name is Veronica."

"Nice to meet you, Veronica," Sandy said with a smile. She quickly stripped off in the lounge room. "Which way?"

Veronica led Sandy to her bedroom and pointed out the ensuite bathroom. She sat on the bed in her robe while Sandy showered. When Sandy came out, Veronica gazed at her lovely body. "Well, I'm naked, and you're not," complained Sandy.

Veronica stood up and tossed her robe away. Sandy looked at her and said, "Mmm, not bad at all." She stepped up to Veronica and wrapped her arms around her and kissed her. Their boobs pressed together and they both moaned.

Sandy then grabbed Veronica and tossed her onto the bed. Veronica was taken aback by the aggressive manoeuvre, usually being the dominant one. But she was excited by it and allowed Sandy to take control. Sandy launched herself onto Veronica, her face at boob level and her stomach pressing on Veronica's pussy.

Sandy said, "I know you dressed like you did today to have your boobs looked at. I sure did, and I loved them. But seeing them naked is so much more exciting." With that, she licked Veronica's boobs all over.

Sandy's tongue drove Veronica wild, and when she sucked a nipple and licked it hard and fast, Veronica moaned as her body shook with excitement. Sandy pulled up and stared at Veronica. "You wanted me as soon as you saw me, didn't you, Veronica? You like young girls, I can tell." I nodded.

"Tell me then, tell me that you want this fourteen-year-old girl. Yes, I lied about my age to get here, but you don't mind do you?"

"No."

"So say it. Say you want this fourteen-year-old girl."

"Oh yes, Sandy, I want this fourteen-year-old girl."

"That makes you even wetter, doesn't it?"

"Oh yes, it does."

"Good. You are rich and slutty. I bet you have lots of toys, don't you?"

"Uh, yes."

"Where?" Sandy demanded.

Veronica pointed to the bedside table. "Middle drawer"

Sandy leapt up and ran to the drawer, opening it and looking around. "Oh, you need this!" She pulled out the longest, thickest strap-on and put it on. "Prepare to be fucked."

Veronica knew her pussy was dripping so it could take it easily. Sandy jumped back on the bed and wasted no time slamming the monster into Veronica's pussy. Veronica screamed. Sandy said, "Oh, yes, you love this."

Sandy fucked Veronica mercilessly, saying, "You've needed this, having a young girl fuck you hard and fast."

"Oh, yes, I've needed this. Fuck me."

Sandy slammed away for two minutes before Veronica screamed, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming. Ahhhh." Sandy didn't slow down but doubled her efforts, grabbing Veronica's hips for purchase and fucking even harder and faster.

Veronica screamed constantly, cumming and cumming. She finally summoned the strength to push Sandy off, saying "Oh god, no more!" Sandy rolled beside Veronica and took off the strap-on, letting Veronica catch her breath.

When Veronica was breathing more or less normally, Sandy shouted, "My turn!" and straddled Veronica's face, planting her pussy on her mouth.

Veronica stabbed her tongue up into Sandy's pussy, tasting her juice. "Ah yes, taste my virgin pussy," Sandy cried. Veronica licked all around. When Sandy was moaning, Veronica sucked on her clit and licked it hard and fast.

"Ahhh, yes. Lick your young girlfriend's hard clit. Make her cum so hard."

Veronica thrashed the hard button until Sandy shouted, "Yesssss. Ohhhhh." Veronica held her hips and kept licking and licking, making Sandy cum and cum.

Sandy finally threw herself off, lying next to Veronica. "Damn, I knew you were someone who loves little girls."

Veronica lay back. The lawyer in her got scared about having had sex with a fourteen-year-old girl. But her body loved it.

Sandy walked up to Veronica, frowned and said, "Is everything all right? You haven't touched your food."

Veronica was startled out of her deep, lusty daydream. She shook her head and stammered, "No, it's fine, I guess I'm not all that hungry right now."

"Would you like me to pack that for takeaway?"

"Oh, yes. That would be lovely," Veronica replied. Ogling Sandy up and down, she thought, "I'd love to take YOU away."

Sandy left for a moment and then brought back Veronica's packed takeaway and a mobile EFTPOS device. Veronica tapped her card to pay, and Sandy printed a receipt, but instead of handing it over immediately, she held it in her hand. She slowly caressed her torso upward, sliding her fingers over her boob on the way to the pen in her pocket, intently observing Veronica's gaze at the sensuous gesture.

Smiling broadly at Veronica, Sandy slowly extracted the pen, fingers continuing to brush her boob. "What's your name?" she whispered.

"Uh, oh, Veronica."

"It's been so nice to meet you, Veronica." She scribbled quickly onto the receipt for several seconds and handed it over, turned and walked away. Veronica watched Sandy disappear into the café. Only then did she notice how her pulse was pounding.

She read what Sandy had written:

I want you as much as you want me

(Her phone number)

OzSafeChat: SexySandy

Password: when you text

Veronica gasped, wondering if Sandy was as controlling in person as she had been in her fantasy. Veronica was used to being the one in control, but this young girl had an intense effect on her. She finished her coffee, picked up her handbag and lunch and drove home in a daze.

After eating at home, she spent the rest of the afternoon in bed, thinking about the various young girls in her life recently: the girl at the food court yesterday, the pre-teen girl in the shop today and, of course, Sandy. She masturbated three times, having a scene with each in turn.

In the evening, after a light dinner, she went back to bed. Sandy's receipt was on the bedside table, and she read it ten times. She kept wanting to text her, but she felt like a nervous schoolgirl and couldn't bring herself to do it. She picked it up and walked to her desk, dropping the receipt as she sat. She checked emails on both her work and personal laptops and didn't see anything urgent so she shut them down.

She crashed into bed early and slept deeply. On Sunday morning, she woke to a dream of Sandy ravishing her. Her pussy had dripped a wet spot on the bed. She went to the toilet and decided she needed some serious orgasmic pleasure. After flushing the toilet and washing her hands, she got out the huge strap-on dildo that had featured in her fantasy with Sandy at the café.

She flopped onto the bed, spread her legs and fucked herself madly with the monster. She imagined having arms and legs tied to the corners of the bed, with Sandy wearing the strap-on and humping her without mercy. After cumming twice, she begged Sandy to stop, but she refused, continuing to thrash away at Veronica's helpless pussy.

Again and again, she came, until she collapsed. She was panting madly and her heart was pounding. After regaining her senses, she wondered if she would enjoy being controlled in real life as in her fantasies with Sandy. She decided to explore the possibility.

She staggered to her desk and started up her personal laptop. Reading Sandy's receipt, she searched for and found the OzSafeChat website that Sandy referred to and studied it. It had end-to-end encryption, guaranteed no retention of any data and boasted a very secure chat process. There was no chat room to meet people or even profiles to browse; you had to already know someone and have their ID and access password.

She set up an account with the ID Classy&Sexy and entered an account password and an access password, writing all of these on a slip of paper and also the ID SexySandy. She then clicked on "Connect with a member" and entered SexySandy as the ID to search for, but when prompted for the access password, she realised that she didn't have it, so she couldn't proceed.

She'd have to text to get the password, but then Sandy would know her phone number. Could she trust her with that information after only meeting her once? She decided to put this all on hold for the time being and slid Sandy's receipt and the slip with her details under the edge of her monitor.

Veronica spent the rest of the day seeking excitement to help her masturbate. Sex stories, cam girls, fantasies and toys were all employed to pass the time. By evening, she was physically satisfied to the point of exhaustion, but her emotional emptiness returned with a vengeance.

She needed someone real, not just fantasies or a series of superficial encounters. She wanted a daughter that she could love and cherish and teach to be loving and sexy.

Having failed with several rounds of IVF in her late thirties and having been forced out of the adoption route for her refusal to take a baby boy, Veronica knew the likelihood of her ever experiencing that special mother-daughter bond was unlikely.

That bond would not only be emotional but over time would develop into a physical connection – one that society would find unacceptable, but one that Veronica knew could be pure and nourishing. Who better than a mother in a loving and safe environment could introduce her daughter to the complexity of a loving and deeply satisfying sexual journey?

Veronica wanted to use all her experience in love and life to teach her daughter how wonderful and important sex is and that there are no shameful thoughts or acts that can exist in a healthy relationship. How she wanted to have her daughter as her best friend, her lover.

No matter the stress at work, no matter the grind of the day, she could know that her baby lover would be waiting at home and that soon she would hear the angelic voice of the child, smell her fresh soapy smell, sink into those beautiful innocent blue eyes and shed the turmoil of the day as she lovingly picks up her child in her arms and carries her to their bedroom.

Veronica remembered her confusion as a child as she recoiled at a boy's attempted advances, and how she dreamt strange dreams of her best friend Elly. She would love for her own child to not have to face those feelings alone.

Veronica had thought of moving to Thailand and possibly adopting a young Thai girl such as May, but she had reluctantly dismissed that as impractical.

She cried herself to sleep.

The next week was hectic at work, which kept Veronica busy and distracted from both her horniness and her loneliness. On Friday night, she collapsed into bed early.

Veronica woke at 9:30 on Saturday morning and stumbled around, finally sitting at her desk with a coffee and checking her emails. "Fuck," she said to herself, "it's the family thing today, and I have to be on the road at 10:30."

She roused herself and took a long shower, trying to wash away the angst she felt any time she was with Ellen and especially the sanctimonious Ethan. After drying off and drying her hair, she decided to go for a sensuous look today, just to spite Ethan.

An extra dose of Seduction was called for, her most potent fragrance for seducing a new lover. Not that she was interested in Ellen or Ethan, of course, but she knew it might subconsciously affect them and stir up a reaction.

Veronica had a look at her naked body in the bathroom mirror. "Not bad for a 40-something," she thought. Her boobs were still firm, one of the advantages of being only a 32A, with smallish brown and slightly puffy areolas surrounding large brown nipples. Her belly was still trim and fit with a cute indented belly button. A lover had several years ago persuaded her to have a small silver belly ring.

Gliding into the bedroom to her drawers, she selected her silkiest knickers. Nobody was going to see them today, but she wanted to feel their smoothness on her laser-smoothed pussy. Unsure of her top, she chose a strapless bra with the sheerest fabric, so her nipples would have the best chance of showing through her blouse.

Finally, she stepped into her wardrobe, where she selected a demure mid-length skirt, as she'd decided to go seductive on top. She went through several blouses, pulling out two.

She tried the first one on. It was open down almost to the navel – fine for a date but just a bit too much for today. The other wasn't too slutty, but it had an open V-neck that showed off her cleavage. "Cleavage, ha!" Veronica thought. "Well, okay, my boobs aren't big enough to have any real cleavage but I'm showing what I have."

After replacing the first blouse, Veronica looked in the full-length mirror in her bedroom and admired herself. "Wow, I'd give myself a second look if I were someone else," she mused. Her nipples were just barely showing through the sheer bra and blouse. She rubbed them a little and saw them show more. Pleased with her appearance, she slipped on a pair of low heels and picked up her handbag on her way to her car.

Veronica got onto the road on time. Ellen's distance was a curse today but most times it was a blessing, giving a constant excuse to avoid visiting. After reaching the motorway, she set the cruise control and relaxed a bit.

She thought about the young girls of the past few days and especially about Sandy. "My goodness, she really took control in that fantasy, but I rather enjoyed the idea of being fucked hard and fast."

She put on some music and zoned out all the way to Katoomba, about twenty minutes to go. Music off, she girded her loins for the inevitable conflict about religion and the evils of anything else.

She parked in front of Ellen's house and breathed heavily. She had a catatonic moment, unwilling to go in. But as it passed, she sighed and got out of her car. The steps to the door seemed interminable.

She rang the doorbell. Ellen opened the door and shouted enthusiastically, "Veronica, so good to see you again. It's been so long."

"Not nearly long enough," Veronica thought.

"Do come in." Katie and Mary were standing at attention in the foyer, dressed in prim white dresses. "Girls, say hello to Aunt V."

"Hello, Aunt V," they parroted obediently.

Veronica eyed the girls, getting interested in their bodies. Mary was still perfectly flat, being only nine. But Katie, at eleven, had started pushing out little buds which her simple dress failed to completely hide.

Veronica saw that Katie was short – probably just five feet tall, her mouth coming up to Veronica's boob level. Katie's thinness accentuated her little boobs. Her face was delicately beautiful – not a classic beauty but more like an innocent girl next door. Her mouth sported full lips, verging on sensuous. Her long straw-blonde hair added to her look of innocence.

She had never thought about Katie sexually before, but between her recent increased inclination to younger girls and Katie's promising growth, her body reacted. Her nipples hardened and her pussy came to life, warming and starting to secrete its juice.

Veronica looked at Katie's face and saw a fascinating contradiction. It displayed an impatient but undirected ambition with a façade of innocence. Her feelings stirred, unconsciously sensing that Katie might fill her void.

"Hi, Katie. Hi, Mary. I've brought you gifts," Veronica said, handing each a wrapped gift card. What she really would have enjoyed giving them is their first vibrators, but they'd be thrown out as soon as they were discovered by Ellen.

"Thank you," they said in rehearsed unison.

"My goodness, what brainwashed little robots they are," Veronica mused.

As she passed the kitchen on her way to the lounge room, Veronica saw Ethan and mustered a passably pleasant, "Hello, Ethan."

"Oh, hello, Veronica," he replied, the unmistakable air of derision in his voice punching through his attempted geniality. Ethan highly disapproved of Veronica. Even without knowing the details of her private life, he was disparaging that she was in her forties, unmarried and childless. She was far from being the servant of God that she should be. He didn't have any idea how debauched she was, as he would put it, but he just assumed it.

Ellen did know how to cook. It seemed that the Catholic Church does not frown upon hearty, tasty meals, and she always served those up. They had a courteous but strained conversation while eating. Fortunately, for once, Ellen and Ethan didn't ask Veronica when she was getting-married-and-having-children (yes, spoken as a single word).

And for her part, Veronica said nothing about God or religion or how their beliefs were damaging their children. Past years had seen furious arguments leading to Veronica being thrown out of the house.

She did wickedly notice Ethan's discomfort at her appearance, and maybe her perfume's scent. She hoped that she had caused some unwelcome arousal in his pants, which would give him great conflict. More than once her glance at him detected total disgust from him. That made her smile.

After lunch, Ellen and Ethan cleaned up. Veronica went into the playroom where Katie and Mary were sitting on the floor playing a card game. "May I watch?" Veronica asked.

"Okay," said Katie nonchalantly. Veronica sat on the sofa.

The two girls played their game, ignoring Veronica. She eyed their young bodies. Katie's little buds kept drawing her attention. Then Katie spread her legs and her dress hiked up to where her white knickers were visible. Veronica suppressed a gasp, not wishing to alert the object of her viewing.

She felt her pussy begin to moisten as she noticed how tightly Katie's cute cotton panties were stretched across her vulva, the slightly puffy mons prominent with just a hint of her immature crease visible to the discerning eye. The way Katie was sitting had beautifully stretched her young athletic tendons, forming an inviting hollow between hip and inner thigh, allowing just the slightest gap between Katie's panties and inner thigh.

Veronica fell into another fantasy.

Veronica peeled off Katie's knickers, revealing her pussy, the lips just starting to grow into their prominence. Wisps of hair above suggested her impending pubescence.

Veronica gently pushed Katie back on her bed and spread her legs. Her tight pussy winked at her. Veronica leaned down and took in the fresh aroma of Katie's virgin pussy, becoming intoxicated. She spread the lips apart with her fingers, revealing the innocent pinkness of Katie's precious pussy.

Veronica gasped and poked out her tongue, licking along the tiny lips and then between them, getting a taste of Katie's juices. She moaned at the lovely sweet taste then poked her tongue between the lips, easing the tip into her pussy.

Veronica's nipples were pulsing and her pussy was oozing juice when Katie suddenly shouted, "You cheated!"

Veronica snapped out of her trance.

"I did not!" Mary replied.

"Did too! You took my ace."

"You discarded it."

"Did not."

Ethan appeared in the doorway and asked, "Did you cheat, Mary?"

"Of course not, father. That would be a sin." She seemed sincere.

"Katie, were you lying?"

"Of course not, father. That would be a sin." She was suppressing a smile, then she couldn't contain herself and she giggled.

Ethan sat on the sofa, next to Veronica. "Katie, come here. You were lying. I can tell. You must be punished."

Katie slowly stood and walked over, hanging her head down.

"Get over my lap, like you've been too many times before," Ethan demanded.

Veronica felt her heart melt as she saw the child's face flush with embarrassment, knowing that she was going to be punished in front of her aunt. Veronica knew that should either intervene or at the very least leave the room to save the child from embarrassment.

Her head said to leave but her body demanded that she stay and watch. The urge to see this delicate flower of a girl being exposed and punished right beside her on the sofa was something she was unable to deny herself.

Katie hesitantly bent over her father's lap. He lifted her dress high and then pulled her knickers down to her knees, exposing her bum. Veronica felt her face glow and a strong lustful feeling flowed through her as she admired the two firm globes presented to her, so small that each could easily fit into her hand. Katie's cheeks were tightly pulled together, their firmness allowing no parting of the valley in between. Veronica could only imagine the small perfectly formed rosebud that lay between them.

Smack, smack, smack went his hand, shocking Veronica with the violence of the blows. After a second, Veronica saw Katie's bum blush red from the blows. That sight just below her drove Veronica wild. Although the valley between the globes was closed, Katie's squirming on her father's lap did offer Veronica an occasional glimpse of her niece's tight pussy lips.

Veronica's pussy gushed out juice, soaking her knickers. She tried hard not to gasp or even breathe hard, a task made extremely difficult by her predisposition to young girls and the unexpected view unwittingly provided by Ethan.

Ethan pulled up Katie's knickers and told her to go to her room and say twenty Hail Marys for her sin. Katie sniffled as she trudged to her room.

Veronica's feelings were in turmoil. Her shock at Ethan's brutality to his young daughter for such a trifle mixed with her excitement at viewing Katie's bum and pussy made her an emotional mess. "Excuse me, I think I'll see if Ellen needs help in the kitchen," she blurted as she stood and walked out.

Veronica helped Ellen as a distraction from the disturbing playroom incident. After several minutes, Ellen served coffee in the lounge room, with Ethan. After an uncomfortable silence, Ethan said, "I'm sorry you had to witness Katie's sin, Veronica. She's so unruly, unlike Mary, who is very pious. I'm sure you understand."

"I understand that you have perverted religion into an instrument of child abuse, you evil bastard," Veronica fumed internally.

"Yes," Veronica said flatly, vigorously suppressing any tell-tale evidence of her vehemently contrary opinion. "Excuse me, please, I need to freshen up."

Veronica used that as a ploy to go to Katie's room. She quietly stepped in and closed the door. "Are you okay, Katie?"

Katie, lying face down on her small bed, sobbed and said, "Dad is so mean. He beats me for the tiniest things."

"I'm sorry that he does that," Veronica said, unsure how to follow up. Sitting on the side of Katie's bed she put her hand gently on Katie's shoulder. Katie threw herself onto Veronica, clutching her tightly. Veronica could just feel Katie's tiny boobs on hers, loving how the tight little bumps pressed against hers.

She was conscious of the wet little cheek pressing against her own as the child's sobs slowly subsided. Knowing that she would probably never again have such an opportunity, she took advantage of the situation to lightly kiss Katie's forehead under the pretext of soothing her. To Veronica, it was a baby step to intimacy.

"It's okay Katie, I thought you were a very brave girl today, but it's okay to cry now."

"I hate him, I hate him!" Katie cried.

"Shhh, it's okay baby, shh."

Veronica carefully wiped a tear from Katie's cheek with her finger, turning away from the girl and gently cleaning her finger with her tongue, the first intimate taste of her beautiful niece. She relished in the sheer perversity of the act.

Veronica held Katie tightly and didn't do anything more. Katie settled after a few minutes and then disengaged. Veronica looked down and couldn't help making out the shape of Katie's little nubs. Veronica's body and mind reacted once again. Her nipples hardened again and her pussy resumed its prodigious juice production. Her latent desire for a young daughter welled up in her soul, amplifying the physical urgings.

"I'd better get back," Veronica said, knowing that Ethan would probably disapprove of her sympathy for Katie. She went to the toilet and stayed for a few minutes, collecting her confused feelings. She peed and then wiped up her sopping wet pussy. She noticed a massive wet spot on her knickers and used some toilet paper to blot some of it up.

Veronica came out and made false excuses to leave. "I got a text. We just got an emergency case at work, so I have to work this weekend. Thanks so much for lunch, Ellen."

"Always nice to see you, Veronica. It's a shame we live so far apart."

"Yes, it is," Veronica lied. She made her way to the car and started back toward Sydney. On the way, Katie's innocent image kept coming into her mind, keeping her aroused. The poor girl was reacting against her repressive Catholic environment and was getting severely punished for it.

The sweet face and little boobs of the lovely innocent girl kept appearing in front of Veronica as she drove, making her body flush and her pussy drip. When she swerved to avoid a car that she hadn't noticed ahead of her, Veronica knew that she had to take measures.

Seeing a servo, she yanked the car into the driveway and parked in front of the store. With her heart pounding and her breath almost panting, she got out, slammed and locked the door and almost ran to the ladies' toilet. Seeing that it was empty, she dived into a stall, closed the door and sat.

Seriously panting now, Veronica wondered if Katie could be the answer to her dreams. "Nah, she'll be locked up with Ellen and Ethan until she's ruined," she muttered to herself. Still, she felt a strong connection with her young niece. Maybe she could spend more time with the family so that she could see Katie more often and...and...what?

Her pussy grabbed her attention, so she stood and took her knickers down to her ankles. Spreading her legs wide as she sat down again, she imagined Katie standing in front of her, naked.

She pulled Katie to her and gently licked all over her little boobs. One hand was on her back, keeping her close, as the other slid down to caress the bum that had suffered her father's smacks. Licking Katie's nipples made them stand up as much as they could.

Katie's response to her licking made Veronica slide a finger down to her tight pussy. Veronica traced the barely perceptible lips with her finger, and Katie gave a little groan. Emboldened, she slid the finger between the lips and slowly moved it up and down.

Katie stepped her legs apart to signify her desire for more. Veronica brought her finger to her lips, liberally coating it with her saliva. Then it went back between, rubbing gently up and down until it detected Katie's tiny clit. She pressed it and gently rubbed it in circles.

Katie gasped, so Veronica slowly increased the pressure and speed of her clit rubbing. Katie buckled her knees and put her hands on Veronica's shoulders for support. Veronica rubbed her niece's clit hard and fast until Katie cried, "Ohhhhh."

As she was thinking about rubbing Katie's clit, Veronica was rubbing her own clit the same way. Between the previous excitement of seeing Katie's bum and her current fantasy, she exploded quickly, keeping her mouth tightly clenched to suppress a mighty moan.

Hearing the toilet door open, Veronica checked her panting, trying to calm down from her massive orgasm. Slowly easing her breathing, she managed to grab toilet paper and blot her sopping wet pussy. When calmer, she peed and wiped that up. She collected herself and washed up before resuming her drive home.

After getting home, Veronica checked her work emails, and the bad news was there. Well, fuck – karma. An emergency case HAD come up, just like she had lied about to Ellen. There goes the two-week shutdown. Oh well, the travel plans hadn't worked, so she might as well be working.

Coming up in chapter three: news and photos of Katie inflame Veronica's fantasies of her, and we learn about the custom renovations of Veronica's house.