Date: Sat, 11 Aug 2018 10:45:45 -0700 From: Misty Meadow Subject: Flat for rent Flat for Rent By Misty Meadow "It's fully furnished," I tell my prospective tenant. I'm pretty sure I'm going to rent it to her, even before I've checked her references or run a credit check, because she appears to be my kind of girl, petite and in her twenties, with spikey cropped hair and a sort of street urchin feral look, as though she'd just been caught doing something naughty. She's in her twenties with a body that's almost perfectly flat, like a young boy and I can see her nipples through the thin cotton of her dress: so, no bra, just like me. My tits are almost as small as hers. She doesn't seem to mind that I'm staring hungrily at her, so perhaps she's as gay as I am, in which case, fuck the references and shit, I'm gonna let her rent my upstairs rooms. "Where are you living now?" I ask. "With my sister, but she's about to throw me out. She says house guests are like fish: after three days, they begin to stink." I dutifully laugh. "Are you gonna run a criminal. background check?" "Why? Have you robbed any banks lately?" She pauses, clearly reluctant to tell me, but then she takes a deep breath. "I'm on the sex offenders list." It's hard to picture how she could sexually offend anyone. "Whom did you offend?" "Only the authorities. I was caught in possession of child pornography." I chuckle. "Half the population of London is in possession of child porn, if the truth were known. Tell me, boys or girls?" "Girls." Oh, what deep joy! She's a woman after my own heart. I have more pictures of naked little girls than you can shake a stick at. "Look," she continues, "I really need this flat. Every other place I've tried, as soon as I mention the offenders list, they show me the door." "Let me ask you just on question: have you ever done anything to a young girl that would make her afraid or embarrassed or even just uncomfortable?" "No, never!" she says, emphatically. "What happened was this. I had a contact on the internet who'd exchange naughty pictures, as long as I sent similar material to her. I`d stored them on a thumb drive, which I mistakenly gave to my boss, thinking it was a spread sheet and all hell broke loose." "I can imagine." "She blew the whistle on me." I smile, to show her that I'm not interrogating her. "Where did you get your material?" She hesitates, but I keep smiling and wait. "My daughter." Oh, my God, I've discovered my soul mate! "How old is she?" "Eleven." My stomach churns with excitement. I'm definitely going to take her on as a tenant. "Do you have a picture of her?" She looks nervous but my relaxed demeanour seems to reassure her. "Only this one." She pulls out her mobile and pulls up a picture of a stunningly beautiful preteen wearing a school uniform, comprising a pale blue gingham dress and a pair of white cotton ankle socks. She has the face of an angel. Her smile could light up the universe. "She's fully dressed," I point out. "I daren't carry naked pictures of her on my phone. What would happen if I lost it?" "Good point. When can you move in?" She visibly relaxes. "How much is the rent?" "I'll work that out later. It'll be well below market." "I have to pick up my girl from school, then go over to my sister's to collect some stuff, but I could be back in a couple of hours." "Do you need a helping hand?" I can't wait to meet her lovely nymphet of a daughter. I hold out my hand and she grips it firmly, looking into my eyes. My gaydar gently pings. "I've got a nice surprise for you when we get back." _______________________________ Bobbi, as she's called, drives me to her daughter's school and we park across the street as the kids pour out, laughing, excited to be free from school tyranny, and Melody, her daughter, runs across the street to us. She's even more stunning than her pictures and as she climbs in the car and shakes my hand, I almost wet my knickers in my excitement. We go over to Bobbi's sister's place and pick up their stuff. There isn't much of it. Soon we're back. I help them carry a couple of suitcases and some big plastic trash bags full of stuff up to the upstairs flat. "It's just one bedroom," I point out. "I hope it's enough for you guys." "It's okay," says Melody, "I sleep in my mum's bed." I picture them naked between the sheets and my pussy tingles. "Can you put this stuff away, Melody, while I talk to Misty?" Bobbi says. "Let's go downstairs," I say to her, "I've something to show you." In my living room, I pull two chairs up to the desk and fire up my PC. I plug in thumb drive and click on the first picture, which is of a preteen naked girl, flat chested and devoid of pubic hair, sitting on a chair with her knees hooked over the arms, causing her legs to be splayed widely. "Get a look at this," I say, smugly. She leans in, transfixed by the picture. "Oh, my God!" she turns and stares at me. "You too?" "Yeah, me too. I simply adore naked little girls. You and me, we're just the same." She laughs, visibly relieved. "Who is she?" "Just a girl I found on the internet. I'll show you where to look for pictures like this later. Meanwhile . . ." I click the forward arrow and two girls appear sprawled side by side on a big leather sofa, their feet up on the seat, their knees widely parted, deliberately displaying their treasure for the whole world. Their smiles let us know that they're enjoying showing off their cunts for anyone. "They look so happy," says Bobbi. "I can understand why. When I was their age, I loved to show myself to anyone who wanted to look, anyone at all, even a few guys. I was a little fucking exhibitionist. These days, I never download a picture unless the subject has an eager smile on her face. I don't want to look at girls who've been coerced into posing naked." "How my more pictures like this do you have?" "Hundreds. I've lost count. How about you?" I'm eager to see any pictures she might have of her little girl. "Dozens, plus the ones my internet contact sent me." "So Melody doesn't mind being photographed in the nude?" "Mind? She absolutely loves it. She's an exhibitionist, too." Just then we hear her voice. She comes into the room. "Mummy, can I . . ." She sees the PC screen. For a split second, I panic, thinking she might be turned off, but her face lights up with excitement. "Oh, my God! That's awesome!" "We like awesome, don't we, Melody," says Bobbi, grinning. "Absolutely! Any more like that?" I click to the next picture which shows the same two girls, on all fours, facing away from the camera, their bums elevated to show off all their orifices as they smile over their shoulders at the camera. To describe them as "inviting" would be a gross understatement. Melody looks at me. "You're just like Mummy. She likes young girls, too. Have you shown her your pictures of me, Mummy?" "Not yet." "Oh, go on! I want her to see them!" "Come on upstairs, then." We all troop up to her flat and she opens her laptop. I see darling little Melody perfectly naked, standing on a patio with one foot up on a chair, the better to reveal her prominent mound with its vertical slit. Her smile indicates that she's very happy to be showing it off. "Would you like to take pictures of me?" she asks. I look at Bobbi for approval and she nods her head. "Take as many as you like. Melody's never happier than when she's showing off her cunt for the camera." Her use of the "C" word doesn't seem to bother the kid. I imagine that these day, all eleven year olds use the "F" and "C" words liberally. "It's an adorable cunt," I say, sincerely. With any prompting, she starts to unbutton her school dress, from the bottom up, revealing her blinding white cotton knickers. I love schoolgirls' knickers and wear them myself at all times. When she reaches the top, she spread the dress wide, giving us a lovely view of her bare, flat chest, her tiny nipples just beginning to grow. I grab my mobile and take a picture. Her dress slides off her shoulders and falls to the floor. I take more pictures as she ever so slowly slides her knickers down to mid thigh, where she pauses. "I just love that pose, her knickers round her knees," says Bobbi. "It looks so inviting, doesn't it." I quickly agree, my camera flash going off every few seconds. Her knickers finally fall to the floor and she steps out of them, spread her feet, puts her hands on her bum and thrusts her hips forward. "Da-DAH!" she sings. "Look at me! Am I fucking sexy, or what?" I'm speechless. "You've no idea!" I respond. "I think she does, don't you, Melody," says her mum "I'm sexy, I'm sexy, I'm SO fucking sexy!" she sings dancing about. "So's your mum," I say, to let Bobbi know that I fancy her. "You should take some pictures of her. Go on, Mum, get your clothes off and pose for Misty." "On one condition," she says. "Misty has to get naked, too." In less than ten seconds we're all a naked as the day we were born, except that Melody has elected to keep her white ankle socks on. "Mummy shaves her cunt," says Melody, a fact that could hardly escape me. "Just like me," I say. "So she can look like a little girl," Melody adds. "Well, as you've probably guessed," I say, "I like little girls, so I think the three of us are gonna get along just fine." "Come and sit on my lap, Sweetheart," Bobbi says sitting on a chair. Melody sits on her thighs, her back to her mother's chest, letting her legs fall either side of her thighs, exposing her cunt. I take a picture then, to my delight, Bobby puts her hands under her daughter's knees and pulls her legs as wide as they'll go, creating a thrilling depiction of a mother deliberately showing off her child's treasure for the camera. I take half a dozen shots from different angles, then move in for a close up. Bobbi's hands slide inwards along Melody's thighs until her fingertips touch her daughter's cunt lips. My heart is pounding. Incredibly, I'm watching a mother sexually molest her daughter, who, judging from the joy on her face, is clearly loving it. Her fingers pull the cunt lips apart, exposing the moist, pink cavern. Bobbi and I lock eyes and that moment happens, that instant when you know that you and another girl, or on this case, girls, are going to have sex together. We look at the result on my mobile's screen. Then I scroll back to the close-up I took. The eleven year old cunt fills the frame almost completely. "When I up load this to my fifty inch TV, we'll have a huge cunt staring down at us from the wall." "Better than the Mona Lisa," Bobbi says, laughing. Melody lies on her back on the bed, her fingers laced behind her head and I kneel at the feet. Her cunt fills the lower half of the picture and her excited face fills the top half, giving us an example of perfect child porn, just a cunt and a dazzling smile, no frills. Bobbi lies down beside her and takes her in her arms, a lovely mother-daughter tableau that I faithfully record . I stare transfixed as they kiss like lovers, a long, lingering kiss that appears to involve a lot of tongue, and then my excitement builds as Bobbi takes Melody's hand and places it on her boob. The girl squeezes and kneads the boob, then pinches the nipple between her finger and thumb, than lowers her head and takes it in her mouth. "Oh!" groans Bobbi, "I love it when you suck on my tits. Bite me! Go on, bite my titty. Harder! Yes, it hurts, but I like it. You'll understand when you're older." My camera is going off like a machine gun. Suddenly, Melody lifts her head and looks at me. "Mum has two tits," she says, archly. "Don't let the other one go to waste." I look at Bobbi who grins and nods. "Yeah, help yourself, Misty. Make me feel as though I have two little girls who are in love with me." How can I resist an invitation like this? I lie on Bobbi's other side and caress her boob, then take it in my mouth, nibbling with my teeth. "Oh, sweet Jesus! I'm gonna cum! Oh, fuck! Oh, my God! Yes, yes, I'm cumming!" Her whole body convulses, her hips arch up and her toes curl. "We made her cum!" says Melody, proudly. "I think that was more your doing than mine," I suggest. "Oh, Mum comes like a bullet at the drop of a hat." "Do you drop your hat often?" She laughs. "As often as I can." Bobbi props herself up on one elbow and looks at us. "I want you to sit on Misty's lap, Sweetheart, so I can a picture of you together." I wonder how liberally to interpret "together". I sit on the chair and Melody straddles my thighs. I spread my knees, pushing her legs wider apart. She leans back against my chest, the touch of her skin making my nipples even harder than usual. "Put one hand on her chest and tweak her nipples," says Bobbi, "and the other hand on her cunt." Fuck me! She's actually inviting me to molest her daughter, a thing I'm more than happy to do. "Put your finger in her. That's right, all the way in. Don't worry about her hymen, I popped that years ago. Oh, my God, that looks so fucking sexy!" I finger her daughter, kissing her on the neck, and when I pull my finger out and suck on it, Bobbi says, "Put it back in and let her taste it." I probe her again and Melody takes my wrist and lifts my hand to her mouth. I pop it in and she sucks on it. "I like the taste of my cunt," she announces, "but Mummy's cunt has a much stronger flavour." "You finger your Mum?" I ask, astonished at these revelations. "She does," Bobbi admits, "and then she licks it. She's a darling little cunt crazy lesbian, just like I am." Holy cow! I've read about mother/daughter sex on the internet, mostly fiction, and I've seen what purport to be pictures of incestuous action, probably faked, so the idea of them having sex together is not a new concept for me, but now that I'm actually coming into contact with such a couple set my heart pounding. "I wanna lick Misty," the girl announces. "Oh, this I gotta see!" says Bobbi. "I've never watched her with another woman before." "Do you have sex with any other girls?" I ask Melody. "Oh, yes. Kids at school. We double up in a bathroom stall to inspect each other's cunts." "And finger them," Bobbi says. "And lick them," the kid adds. "She's a fucking slut," Bobbi says, grinning. "I'm a slut, a slut, a fucking sexy slut!" melody sings. "Yeah, I wanna lick your cunt, Misty." I'm in a daze as I lift her off my lap and lie down on the bottom half of the bed, my feet on the floor, spread wide. "Kneel down, Melody," Bobbi says, "now lean in and do your thing." Even before she touches me, the feel of her gaze as she stares at my dripping wet cunt from just inches away makes me tremble. Then she kisses me on the lips, my big, brown floppy cunt lips that I pull apart with my fingers. She buries her face between them and I press against the back of her head, pulling her into me. From the corner of my eye, I see the camera flash going off as Bobbi records it all for our future masturbatory pleasure. "Cum for me, Misty! Cum for me!" Melody muffles voice is barely audible. "I hope you're a squirter," Bobbi says. "Sorry, I'm not," I manage to croak, "but I'm as wet as I've ever been." "I'd love to see you squirt all over her face. I think she'd like that. She likes it when I pee on her in the shower." My God, what kind of family is this? Nothing seems to be over the top for them. "You like golden showers?" I ask. Melody lifts her head. "Of course we do. It's fun, so nice and naughty. I pee on her face, too and she even drinks it." "Speaking of," Bobbi says, "move over darling. Let me get at that magnificent cunt. Oh, it's beautiful!" She takes the place of her daughter and pulls my cunt lips apart, gazing into my pink grotto. "Look, Sweetheart, see how big and relaxed her cunt is. You could easily get your whole hand inside. Have you ever been fisted, Misty" "Often, but never by a little girl." "Preteen fists are much better than adult ones. They slide in so much easier. Melody can put hers in halfway up her arm." She lowers her head and begins to lick me, probing with her tongue and then teasing my clit with it. "Pee in Mummy's mouth," Melody suddenly says. Bobbi looks up at me and nods her head, clamping her lips over my cunt so as not to spill anything. I relax and feel my pee begin to flow. Bobbi sucks, her cheeks going hollow, then swallows, as Melody cheers. "She loves the taste of pee. Me, not so much, but I like it when she splashes my face." "I'm a pee drinker too," I say. My bladder empties and Bobbi takes in a gulp of air. "Fucking delicious!" she pronounces. "Now you gotta lick my Mum and let me take pictures," Melody demands. In flash, Bobbi is on the bed with my face between her legs and the camera flash fires again and again. Her cunt seems to envelope me as I lap at her clit furiously and it isn't long before she cums again. "I don't usually cum that fast," she says once she's recovered, "but having Melody watch us adds an extra thrill, don't you think?" "Absolutely!" I agree. "By the way," Bobbi says, "you never told me how much the rent is." "You've just paid it," I tell her. "How often does rent day come?" "Every day," I tell her. "Perfect!" they say, in unison. The end.