Date: Tue, 22 Jan 2019 14:05:29 -0800 From: Misty Meadow Subject: Showing my Treasure to Mummy Showing my Treasure to Mummy By Misty Meadow "Mummy, look, my boobs are growing!" I cried, running into her bedroom. She was sitting on her bed in just a sheer slip through which I could see her knickers, white cotton just like my own, and her big brown nipples. Her own boobs were so small and firm that she never needed to wear a bra. Soon, mine would be as big as hers. "Show me," she said. I was naked from the shower and I'd wrapped a towel round my body. I pulled it open and spread it wide. "Da-DAH!" I sang with a big grin on my face. "Oh, my God, Misty! They ARE growing. I never realised how gorgeous you are. Look, you have pubic hair too." It was true. A tiny wisp of blond hair was just visible above my little girl's slit. Mummy slid off the bed on to her knees in front of me, gazing closely at my treasure. "What a beautiful cunt," she murmured. In our house, we had no problem with forbidden words. "It's so fucking sexy!" "Sexy? Mummy, I'm too young to be sexy." "Rubbish!" she chortled. "You'll be getting your first period any day now. I was sexy when I was eleven. I must have been, given all the naughty sex games my friends and I got up to." "Games?" "Yeah, you know, the kind of thing that kids do: like playing doctor, or dare games. When I got to show my cunt off, I'd get so excited. There were lots of girls who asked to see it, over and over again. Don't tell me that you've never done anything like that." I had to confess it was true. I told her that yes, I'd let other girls look at my cunt and I'd looked at theirs. These were naughty games that I just LOVED! "You're exactly like me, Misty, an exhibitionist." I knew what that meant, because the previous year, Mummy had provided me with a book that told me everything I needed to know about sex, not just straight sex, but gay stuff and masturbation and a whole lot of other things that I wanted to try for myself. I dropped the towel and sat on her bed, then fell back, parting my legs to display my cunt in a deliberate, shameless way. She hadn't taken her eyes off me the whole time and now she was staring even harder. A warm tingle started in my cunt and spread through my whole tummy. My pulse was racing. Although, as I said earlier, I'd shown my cunt to other girls, they'd done little more than glance at it before briefly showing me theirs, and those incidents had been all too brief. None of them had looked at me the way Mummy was focused on me, her face flushed, her eyes bright. "Yes, I can see your tits are growing, my darling. Over the next few months, you'll begin to experience sexual feelings . . ." I interrupted. "I already do, Mummy." "Yes, but they'll get more intense as time goes by." They're pretty intense already, I thought. She leaned in, her face just inches from my cunt and her gaze made it tingle all the more. "Oh, I could look at your cunt all day long." "I'd like that," I said, "Just to lie here with you looking at my treasure would be wonderful." "I hope you're gonna grow up to be gay, like me," she said, not for the first time. She'd never kept her sexual orientation from me\ and I often wondered what she and her girl friends got up to behind her closed bedroom door. "I think I will. Boys suck. Girls are thrilling." "Pull your lips open," she said and I used my fingertips to spread my cunt wide, exposing the pinkness inside. "Oh, I've just caught a glimpse of heaven!" she groaned. "You're getting wet." Not surprising, given how excited I was to be showing my cunt off like this. "Can I look at yours?" Now my Mum had never made any effort to hide her private parts from me. For many years we bathed and showered together and thought nothing of it. There'd never been any kind of deliberate display of our private parts but today, it seemed, things were changing. I sat up as she stood and lifted her slip up high on her chest. Leaning forward, I dragged her knickers down to mid thigh. Despite the fact that she was my mum and much older than I, showing off herself like this was incredibly exciting for me and, I suspected, for her, too. Her pubic hair had been cleanly shaved off, but her cunt was different from mine. She had big floppy lips that hung down like a pair of ears, and at the top, her clit poked out from under its hood. From the drawings I'd seen in that book, I judged that her clit was much larger than average. It was almost like a small cock. She trapped the slip under her chin and reached down to pull her cunt lips apart. Her whole private area was much bigger than mine, almost six inches from side to side, stretched apart as it was, showing a vast area of bright pink flesh, glistening with moisture. Her clit looked even bigger than usual and I could see the tiny hole of her urethra and, below it, the larger cavern of her vagina. I could detect the aroma of sex coming off her, smelling like my fingers do when I touched my cunt in bed at night. Let's be honest, I didn't just touch it, I'd push my fingers in and masturbate vigourously until I came. Yes, it's true, I was only eleven and I could cum! "Look at me, Misty!" she said, somewhat unnecessarily. "Look at my cunt. Look as hard as you like, the harder the better. Oh, I can see from your face you like looking just as much as I love being looked at." I reached out to touch it, but she stepped back. "You can't touch it, Misty. Much as I'd like you to, I'm still your mum and mothers and daughters can't have sex. It's called . . . " " . . . Incest," I said. It was in the book. "And it's illegal," she said, letting her slip fall. Her knickers were still round her thighs. "Who's gonna know?" "We will, and we'll feel guilty about it." I kinda doubted that. She might feel guilty but I couldn't see myself having any regrets. "Don't you wanna touch mine?" I asked. She sighed. "Oh, if only you knew! You're so tempting, but I daren't." "But it's okay to look at it?" "I suppose so. We can look but we can't touch, Misty." I fell back on the bed and spread my legs even wider, reaching my hand down and touching my cunt with my fingertips. Her eyes grew even bigger. I slid my middle finger into myself, pumping it in and out. Her face lit up. "Oh, my God, Misty, you're masturbating!" From her tone, this clearly wasn't a reproach; she was cheering me on, believe it or not. "You don't mind?" "Christ, this is the sexiest thing I've seen since forever! How long have you been pleasuring yourself?" "Almost a year now." "And you never told me? Oh, you really are growing up. I wish I could do it for you, my darling. When someone else touches your cunt, it's so much more thrilling than when you touch yourself." I already knew that from the book but I was having a hard time getting someone (it had to be a girl) to touch my private parts. "That's why I want you to touch it," I insisted. "We can look, but we can't touch." "Well, I'll just have to get one of my friends to do it, that's all." "I'd thoroughly approve of that," she said then, as an afterthought, added, "If only you'd let me watch you." "Oh, Mummy!" I cried, "Of course you could watch. It would make it so much more thrilling." "Really? But how would your little friend, whoever she is, think about that." "Mmmm, probably a non starter," I admitted. "How about one of my friends," she offered. My heart skipped a beat. Here was my beautiful, sexy mum, suggesting I have sex with another adult. I guess she really did want me to grow up gay. "Which one?" "Whom do you like the best?" I answered without hesitation. "Samantha! Sam is the sexiest girl I know, except for you, Mummy." She laughed. "Sam told me she thinks you're cute, but she didn't say anything about you being sexy. Probably just being polite. Tell you what, let me take a picture of you, lying naked like this on my bed. I think that should pique her interest." Oh, goodie, she was going to photograph me. My cunt was tingling even more. She took her iPhone from the bedside table, framed the shot and the flash went off. We looked at the result. There I was, innocent little Misty, a sweet girl in whose mouth butter wouldn't melt, except that I was lying naked on my back, legs spread in invitation, my hands laced behind my head, a dazzling smile on my face. "Oh, she'll love that, Misty!" "Could you put this on the internet, Mummy?" For a second, she looked shocked, then her face softened. "I know you have no inhibitions at all when it comes to showing off, but this is child porn and I could go to jail if the wrong people saw it. I'm only gonna show it to Sam." Pity, I thought. I'd love to have that picture circulating around the world. The thought of millions of people getting to look at my cunt and my brand new tits, made me tremble with excitement. "Let me take a picture of you, Mummy." "Who are you gonna show it to?" "No one. I'll just look at it whenever I feel lonely. Or horny." She laughed and handed me her phone. "Okay, lift your slip up again, yeah, like that. Jesus, I have the sexiest mum in the whole world." I took the picture. Now I needn't bother trying to remember what her cunt looked like, showing it in such a lewd way; all I had to do was to look at that picture any time I wanted. Mummy called Sam on her phone and invited her over. "I have a picture of Misty that I think you're really gonna like, Sam," she said. After a pause, she said, "Nothing, not a stitch. She looks adorable. She can't wait to see you." What I really couldn't wait for was having Sam look at me in the flesh, naked flesh, shamelessly displayed nude flesh, with my little cunt and brand new tits in full view. She hung up. "She'll be here in ten minutes," she said. "What are you gonna wear?" "Wear? What about nothing, like I am now?" "Because Sam likes to undress me and I think she'll want to undress you too." Oh, this was getting better by the minute. No one has ever undressed me since I was a toddler. It might be very interesting. _______________________________ I thought carefully about what to wear for Sam. I went into my bedroom and put on a pair of knickers, plain white cotton, the only kind I have, and then I donned a dress that was bought for me two years ago when I was much smaller. I knew it would be dangerously short on me and sure enough, when I looked in the mirror, the skirt barely covered my knickers. Furthermore, it was made of flimsy cotton and had been washed so often, it was possible to see right through it. I wouldn't have dared to wear it outdoors, but I was perfectly happy to let Sam see me in it (or through it). I turned round and bent down, peering at myself between my legs. I could see a vast expanse of my knickers. I straightened up and unfastened the two bottom buttons of the dress then sat on the end of my bed in front of the full length mirror. Even with my knees pressed together (a pose I seldom used), I could see my knickers. Boys liked to look up my dress and I liked looking up other girls' dresses and I hoped that Sam was like me, excited by seeing that which was supposed to be concealed. When she arrived, I opened the door. Sam was petite, short and slender like my mum, and also like me, I suppose. I'm as thin as a rake. I've always been told that I should be a ballet dancer, having the figure for it, but that sounded like too much hard work for me. I'd much rather be a stripper. Yes, I said it! A stripper, undressing in front of a cheering audience (which would include some women) and showing off my tits and cunt to everyone. That was my idea of the perfect career. "Hey, Kiddo," she said, "I like your dress. I think all young girls should dress like you." I looked at her. She was wearing a tartan shirt, unbuttoned but tied in a knot at the bottom, and a pair of incredibly small, tight cut-off jeans, which showed of her lovely long legs to perfection. She stepped into the hallway and kicked off her sneakers. "Your mum said she'd taken a picture of you in the nude. Am I gonna see it?" It seemed she could hardly wait, and I could hardly wait to show it to her. I took her hand. "Come into the living room." Mum was sitting on the sofa, still in her sheer slip and white knickers. She jumped to her feet and embraced Sam. "I wanna see that picture," Sam said, her impatience obvious. "Here you go," Mummy said, handing her the phone. Sam stared at it. "Oh, my fucking Jesus Christ!" she gasped. "This is so fucking sexy! Oh, Misty, you've grown up so fast. It seemed like just a few months ago when you were a toddler running about in your undies. I always knew you'd grow up to be sexy." "So that's why you've stuck with me," Mum said, grinning. "You were waiting for my daughter to grow up." "No, I stick around because I love having sex with you, but I must confess, the prospect of little Mindy growing up to be a sexy gay teenager was always at the back of my mind." "And now at the front," Mum said. "Do you like my cunt?" I asked. Sam looked at me sharply, surprised that an eleven year old girl would use the "C" word, then her face relaxed as she looked at the picture again. "It's fucking adorable! I love little girls' cunts." "How about my tits, then?" I hoisted the front of my dress up high, exposing my boobs. "They've started to grow." "Yes, I can see. They're beautiful. You'll be getting your period soon." "I told her." Mum said. "Any day now." "Wanna see my cunt for real?" I asked. Silly question. Without waiting for an answer, I pulled my knickers down to mid thigh and thrust my hips forward in a lascivious pose. Sam stared at my exposed cunt. "I don't know how you stand it," she said to Mum, "having such a stunning nymphet hanging around all day long, dressed in who knows what, or undressed. It'd drive me crazy." "She drives ME crazy, sometimes." I was blushing, delighted that I had so profound effect on my mother. Sam, still holding Mum's phone, knelt down in front of me and took a close up shot of my cunt. I peeled my dress off over my head. Looking at the screen, she said, "Oh, this is magnificent. I wanna put this picture on my fifty inch TV, like a portrait hanging on a wall. One huge, lickable, delicious, young cunt for me to look at all day long. Would you be happy with that, Misty?" "Happy? She'll be over the fucking moon," Mum replied on my behalf. "Yeah," I said. "Let your friends and neighbours see it too. The more people who get to see my cunt, the happier I am." "She's a fucking exhibitionist, just like me," Mum said. "You're overdressed, Sam," I said. She held the two ends of her shirt. "Here, pull on these." I tugged and her shirt fell open, revealing her tits, not much bigger than Mum's, but exciting, nevertheless. "Take her shorts off, Misty." I was only too happy to oblige, dropping to my knees, pulling her zipper down and tugging the cut-offs down her thighs. They were so tight that they dragged her white bikini briefs down with them, to mid thigh. I let the shorts fall and left her knickers where they were. I was beginning to really love the sight of knickers stretched from thigh to thigh. They were sexier than all the way up or off completely. They gave the wearer an erotic look that total nudity couldn't quite do. Her cunt was like Mum's, except that her lips and clit weren't so prominent. Even so, it was thrilling to look at. "It's so beautiful!" I breathed. "All cunts are beautiful," she responded. "But mine's just a little slit, nothing like yours," I whined. "But I love it," Sam said, "and soon it'll be like ours and you'll have a nice big clit for you and your friends to play with." "She's masturbating already," Mum announced. I looked at Sam proudly. "Really? Congratulations. I was masturbating at your age. One day I found my Mum's vibrator in her bedroom closet and from then I was off and running, sneaking it into my own room and running it up and down my cunt until I came, night after night. It's a wonder I got any sleep. Tell me, do you cum?" "Yes," I answered proudly. "Every night." "And do you watch," she asked my Mum. "She's my daughter. I have to draw the line somewhere." "You can watch, Mum. I'd be thrilled to have you watch, both of you." "Oh, you naughty little . . . " ". . . Slut? Yeah, I'm a dirty little slut and I'm gonna be a stripper when I grow up." Sam laughed. "I think you have a wonderful career all planned out, Misty," she said, bringing her thighs together so that her knickers fell to the floor. I turned my back on her and knelt on the bed, my upper body lowered, my bum up in the air. I knew from practicing this pose in front of my mirror, both my cunt and my little brown rosebud were perfectly visible. "Take another picture!" I demanded and saw the flash go off. We all looked at the result. Pure child pornography at its best. I looked so deliciously slutty. "Jesus," Sam said to Mum. "I'm having a hard time keeping my hands off her." "Then you should yield to temptation. Misty won't mind if you touch her, will you, Misty?" "Not a bit." "You're saying it's okay for me to . . . " ". . . Molest me," I finished for her. Mum nodded her head in acquiescence. "I know you'll be gentle with her, Sam." My pulse raced. "Oh, my God!" Sam groaned, "I've died and gone to heaven. Oh, Misty, I think I'm falling in love with you." "You can do anything you like to her," Mum said, "with two provisions. First, if she says `no', you have to stop." "And the second?" "I get to watch it all." "Oh, yes!" I cried. "Mum has to watch. I want her to see everything. I want to be utterly . . . " ". . . Depraved?" Sam suggested. "Exactly. I wanna do dirty stuff, the dirtier the better." "I'm loving your kid more and more every minute," Sam said. "We should go up to my bedroom," Mum said and I took Sam's hand and ran upstairs with her. Mum followed, carrying the phone. We sat at the top of her bed with our backs against the headboard. "Have you heard of cunnilingus?" Sam asked me. "Eating pussy? Of course. It's all over the internet." "Ever thought about it." I laughed. "I think about it all the time, but no one will let me lick their cunt." "Not Mum, huh?" "I don't think I could handle the guilt," Mum said. Sam took hold of my wrist and held my hand in front of her face. "Make a fist." I clenched my fingers. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Mum asked. Sam grinned. "Let's access the internet," Sam said. "Here, use my laptop," Mum said, taking it from the bedside table and handing it to Sam. She booted it up and entered "fisting lesbians" in the search box. From the resulting pages, she selected a video which showed two adult females, both very attractive, both naked, making love. One girl was on all fours, her back to the viewer while the other knelt beside her, careful not to get in the way of the camera, lubing up her whole hand and forearm. It seems that the first girl was already in a state of arousal, because as the hand was inserted into her cunt, it went in with seemingly little resistance, sliding inside up to her wrist. "Deeper," said the other girl and as the hand pumped in and out, it went in further and further until half her forearm was inside her friend. I was astounded. At that young age I was completely unaware of how accommodating a cunt could be, how much it will stretch to accept a fist. There was a lot of gasping and groaning, some of which might have been faked, but all in all, it was a very erotic scene. I watched, transfixed as the "victim" was thoroughly "abused", and her occasional comments, such as "Go deeper, go harder," added to my excitement. Sam held up my hand again. "Now that's a nice small fist," she said. "It'd fit perfectly up my cunt." "Let me do it!" I cried. "I wanna do it now!" Mum's face was alight. "Yeah, Misty. Do it to her. Fuck Sam's cunt with your fist, my darling. I can't wait to see this. Hang on, let me find the lube." "No need,' Sam said, "I'm dripping wet already, just from looking at your daughter's darling little cunt. It's gonna go in with no pain at all. Go for it, Misty." She got on to all fours, like the woman in the video, and presented her rear end to me. I gingerly touched her cunt lips with my finger tips. I heard a gasp, but it wasn't Sam; it was my mother, thrilled by the sight of her daughter about to fist her lover. I inserted two fingers and then three, pushing them in and out and rotating my hand, then I got my pinkie in and finally folded my thumb into my palm and pushed my whole hand inside her. It felt wonderful, like having my hand wrapped in warm, wet velvet. "Go deeper!" Sam commanded and I obliged, pushing my fist deeper until half my arm disappeared. "Jesus!" Mum muttered. "My own kid's a bigger slut than I am." I felt so proud to hear her say that. "I'm cumming!" Sam yelled as I thrust even deeper. "Oh, shit, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" Suddenly she collapsed on her face, gasping for breath. "Oh, Misty," Mum said, "look what you've done! You've make my favourite lover cum in just a few seconds. That's gotta be some kind of record. I'm so proud of you." "Did you enjoy watching us?" I asked, licking my hand and forearm. "This will tell you," she said, parting her legs and inviting me to look at her cunt. Pussy juice was flowing from it, down her perineum, to her bum hole and then dripping on the sheet. "See how fucking wet I am. I can't help myself, I just gotta Jill off." She took her swollen clit between finger and thumb and began to stroke it, her head thrown back, her eyes closed. I watched, thrilled by what I saw. Sam came back to life. "Let me do that!" she demanded of Mum and without waiting for a reply, she went down on her, licking between those floppy lips and sucking her clit right into her mouth. Mum was making little squeaking noises, thrusting her hips up to meet Sam, holding her head and pulling her into her crotch. Sam was snorting through her nose, the only way she could breathe. I watched, fascinated, my heart racing, my tummy churning. I longed to be exactly where Sam was now, my face between my mother's thighs, my tongue and lips sending her to heaven. After only half a minute or so, she came with a loud yell, enough to wake the neighbours. "Christ, Sam! You haven't lost your touch, have you?" she groaned between gasps for air. "Oh, Mum!" I said, "that was awesome! You guys are much sexier that those two girls in the video. You smell better, too." The air was filled with the aroma of female sex and both Mum and Sam sniffed, sampling it. "You like the smell of hot cunt?" Sam asked. "I LOVE it!" I cried. "Jesus," Sam said. "Is there anything your daughter doesn't like?" "Boys!" I said, emphatically. "And pantyhose. And having to wear clothes all the time." "She'd rather be naked," Mum said. "Now," said Sam, "let me do what I've been thinking about for months now. I wanna kiss your little cunt." "For months?" Mum said, sounding outraged. "You've been lusting after my little girl for months? You never said anything." "Because you'd have dumped me." "I'd probably done what I did today: invited you over to make love to her." "If only I'd known." "So now, go ahead and kiss her darling little cunt. Send her to heaven while I have the exquisite pleasure of watching." Sam grabbed my ankles and pulled me down the bed until I was lying prone. She ran her fingertips up and down my body with a feather like touch, tickling as much as caressing, lingering round my nipples and my cunt, teasing me unmercifully. Mum, propped up on one elbow, looked on, entranced. Then Sam's lips were on my nipples, sucking them and gently biting. It felt so good that I made a mental note to try to get Mum to let me suck on hers. Then Sam crawled down the bed and got between my thighs. When her lips touched my cunt, I felt like I was gonna die with happiness. This was nothing like my fingers, or the handle of my hairbrush which I sometimes thrust up there. This was pure love making, one female exciting another, arousing her and bringing her to her climax. She thrust her tongue inside me, then moved up to where my clit would soon grow and probed with her tongue, sending electric shocks though my whole body. "Oh, Sam!" Mum cried. "I'm so fucking jealous of you." "Then you do it," Sam said. "DON'T STOP!" I cried. "It's just too fucking thrilling. Oh, Sam, I'm falling in love with you." She lifted her head. "But you still love your Mum, right?" Of course I did. At this point, I was beyond speech, my heart was pounding and I could feel my orgasm building, not just the little cums that my own fingers could generate, but a huge tsunami of lust that was spreading through my whole body, making my head spin. Then I felt one of Sam's fingers probing at my bum hole, so I relaxed it and it slid right in. This was deliciously dirty, just the kind of thing I wanted to do. "YES!" I cried. "Yes, it's nice up my bum." "Your mum likes me to fuck her up the arse with my strap on dildo," Sam said. "But we need to prepare you before we do that." Mum slit down the bed until her face was next to my hip and she could get a close up view of what was happening. "Eat her fucking cunt, Sam!" she demanded and once more I was in heaven. "Cum for me, Baby," she added. "Cum for your Mummy, there's a good girl." It was the fact that Mum was watching so excitedly that made me cum, just as much as Sam's tongue action. I exploded like a fucking star shell, my whole world lighting up, my body aglow with lust, my toes curling. "Oh, my sweet darling," Mum gasped. "You came! Your first real sexual adventure and you came in just a few minutes. I'm so proud of you. Well done, Sam, you've made my little girl very happy." I was, except for the fact that even with both Mum and Sam allowing me to do just about anything I wanted, I still hadn't actually eaten a cunt, not Sam's, nor Mum's. This just wouldn't do. "Now I wanna eat you, Sam," I declared. "Oh, shit, yes!" Mum cried. "Eat her hot cunt, Misty. Taste her cunt juice; it's quite delicious, believe me." Sam flung herself on her back and spread her legs wide to accommodate me. In a flash, I was down there, my face inches from her soaking wet cunt, inhaling the sharp aroma coming from it, inspecting every little bit of it, until I couldn't hold back any longer and I pressed my lips to hers. She shuddered. "Jesus, Misty, I'm so fucking turned on!" "Me too," Mum said, watching us closely. I began to make love to Sam's cunt with my lips and tongue, copying the techniques that I'd seen gay girls using on various porn sites. I licked and sucked her cunt lips, then thrust my tongue into her. Her hips arched up to meet me and her fingers dug into my scalp. "Oh, my God!" Mum was murmuring and I lifted my head for long enough to see that, as she stared at us, she was furiously masturbating, stroking her enormous clit with two fingers, while thrusting three fingers of her other hand up her cunt. I was awash with happiness. Not only was I doing something that I'd wanted to do for ages, namely lick a girl's cunt, I was arousing my mum to a fever pitch. Her face and chest were flushed and beads of sweat appeared on her brow. I went back to concentrating on Sam, closing my lips firmly on her clit and sucking hard. She gasped. "Christ, you darling dirty little slut!" My heart swelled with pride. A dirty little slut is all I ever wanted to be. "You're driving me crazy. I'm gonna cum and second, now." "YES!" Mum cried. "Make her cum, Misty. Send Sam up to heaven." "Oh, yes! Yes! Yes!" Sam cried, her whole body twitching. Then, with a loud cry, she came, clamping her thighs round my head, enclosing me in a trap I never wanted to escape from. When I finally extricated myself, I looked over to Mum who herself was in the throes of an orgasm. I felt very proud of myself. __________________________________ Later, we all showered together and Sam introduced me to watersports. I gave her face a golden shower and she took most of it in her mouth and swallowed. She told me it was an acquired taste and that one day I might like to drink pee, too. I was pretty sure I would. Then Sam peed on Mum's tits and cunt as I watched, enthralled. When we were all dried off, we went downstairs to the living room, the three of us still naked. "One day, Misty," said Sam, "I'd like to take you home with me so we could spend the night together." Before I could respond, Mum jumped int. "That would be wonderful, don't you think, Misty? You and Sam could do anything you want without the inhibiting effect of my presence." "You don't inhibit me, Mum, in fact, having you watch makes everything more exciting." "Still, take her home with you, Sam. Teach my little girl how to be a dedicated lesbian." "A cunt hound, like we are?" Sam suggested. "Precisely! A dirty, fucking slut!" "A rug muncher," Sam added. "A shameless whore!" "An uninhibited exhibitionist!" Ah, Sam, I thought, you just hit the nail on the head. She took me home. ______________________________ Of course, all this was twenty years ago. I've had many lesbian adventures since then. It might seem strange, but as I grew up, I found that I was more excited by young girls than by adult women, though I've had lots of mature partners. Seducing young girls was dangerous, with little chance of having a meaningful relationship, so I hit on a solution. I adopted an eight year old girl. I had to travel to the Far East to find a suitable daughter, and when I first saw Li in the orphanage, I immediately fell in love with her. I brought her home, taught her English and told her that I was a lesbian, that I loved girls and hated men. She took it all quite calmly. I assured her that she could grow up to be anything she chose, glossing over the fact that sexual orientation is not a choice, but in the back of my mind was the intention to mold her into a fully gay girl. The years went by. _____________________________ She's now eleven, with the kind of figure that I had at that age, thin as a rake, with a still flat chest and no pubic hair. Pretty soon, maybe in just a few weeks, she'll enter that confusing world of puberty and I'm determined to help her navigate it. It's Saturday morning and she comes into my bedroom in her sleep attire, namely her white cotton knickers and nothing else. I wake up and toss the bedclothes aside. I'm wearing my baby-doll nightie which is open at the front, tied at the top with a little bow. It has a matching pair of tiny, see-through knickers which I haven't bothered to put on. Li looks at me and her face lights up. Our eyes meet and then her gaze drop down to my cleanly shaved cunt. "You're very sexy, Mum," she says. She's never said anything like this before. "You're pretty hot yourself, Li." "But I'm only eleven, and look at my chest. It's perfectly flat, and I don't have any pubic hair." "Show me," I said and she pulls her knickers down to mid thigh. I sit on the edge of the bed and inspect her cunt closely. "You're right, not a single hair, but don't worry, they'll grow soon. You have a beautiful cunt." I'd brought her up using all the forbidden words that my own Mum had used. "If you don't mind me saying so." She laughs. "I don't mind a bit. I like it when you look at it." My heart skips a beat. Is she just like me, a dedicated exhibitionist, thrilled by displaying her private parts? "I'm so glad to hear that, because I LOVE looking at it. Wanna take a look at mine?" Admittedly, she sees me naked frequently but she's never shown any particular interest in my cunt. I fall back on the bed and spread my legs wide. She kneels down and leans in, her face just inches from the gates of heaven. My gut churns with excitement. "Take a good long look, my darling. I love having girls look at it." She laughs again. "I get so excited when I show it off." To my astonishment, she says, "So do I." "You show yours to . . . whom?" My heart is pounding. "Girls at school. We go into a stall in the bathroom, two or three of us, and show each other our cunts. We even play stinky finger." I have to laugh. "Oh, Li, you're just like me." She lets her knickers fall to the floor and steps out of them, and to my delight, she lies on her back on my bed, legs spread invitingly. I can hardly breathe. "Touch yourself," I breathe, hoping against hope. Her palm slides down her tummy until her fingertips reach her cunt and go to work, her middle finger sliding up and down her little slit. "Oh, my sweet darling, you're getting me so excited. I could watch you all day long." "I'd like that, Mummy. When you look at me like this, I feel so thrilled." "This is called `masturbation'," I explain. "I know. It's in the book you gave me. I do it every night in bed." I hadn't realised that she was so sexually advanced, but then, thinking back to my own childhood, I was a pretty horny slut at eleven. "Good for you," I reassured her. "Jilling off is awesome and it's free and you can do it any time you like, but it's much nicer if someone else does it for you. A friend's fingers are more exciting than one's own." I take my nightie top off and lie down beside her. She stops frigging herself and rests her head on my chest. I put an arm round her shoulder. "I love your tits, Mummy." "Kiss them!" I demand and she takes my right nipple in her mouth, nibbles on it, then sucks hard. I feel like I'm gonna cum. Just as I think that nothing could be better than this, I feel her hand brushing my tummy on its way down to my cunt. She strokes my cunt lips with her fingertips, then thrusts a finger deep into me. I'm amazed at her boldness. I place my own hand on her chest, my fingertips circling her nipples, then probing her belly button and finally moving down between her parted legs, feeling the perfect smoothness of her mound. I push my finger into her and she sighs, contentedly. "Have you ever kissed a girl?" I ask. "Sure, plenty of times." "Just on the lips, huh?" "Yes, and on the cunt, too." "You're a cunt licker!" I cry, delighted. "You're not mad at me?" "I'm thrilled." "Can I lick yours?" This comes right out of the blue and I can hardly believe my luck. "Sit on my face, darling and we can lick each other." She quickly scrambles into position and lowers her cunt on to my face. At the same time, I feel her body leaning forward and then her lips are on me. Do I feel guilty? Not a bit. _______________________________ Later, after both of us have had multiple orgasms (yes, she can cum, too) we lie side by side on the bed, still naked. "I love your cunt, Mummy," she says. "You know, I've never told anyone about this, but I loved my own Mum's cunt and she loved mine." "Did you lick each other?" "No, she was a victim of the incest taboo, and she wouldn't touch my private parts, but she certainly enjoyed looking at me, and I loved being looked at. Furthermore, she'd watch while I had sex with her lesbian friends. It aroused her beyond belief." "But incest doesn't bother you, does it?" "Not a bit," I say. "Anyway, I'm not your biological mother, so the incest taboo doesn't apply to us. We can do anything we like to each other." "Like what?" "Mutual masturbation and cunnilingus like we did just now, and then there's sex toys." "Toys?" "Vibrators, dildoes, strap-ons, beads, all sorts of stuff. I'll be happy to show you. Then there's anal sex. Lots of girls don't like it, but I love having a tongue up my bum, followed by a nice big butt plug." "What else?" "Golden showers." She laughs. "Peeing on each other?" "Yes, and drinking it, too." "I like to pee through my knickers, sometimes." "Next time you do, let me watch, okay?" "You can watch me do anything, Mummy." My heart melts. "Do something for me, my darling." "What?" "Make a fist. Yeah, I thought so, it's small enough." "Small enough to fit up your . . . " ". . . Cunt. Yes. Put four fingers inside me. Oh, that feels marvelous. Now fold your thumb into your palm and push hard. You won't hurt me." Her hand slides right in with no resistance and as she makes a fist inside me, I feel totally filled up. I reach over to the bedside table and find my big, black dildo, looking exactly like an oversized cock complete with veins. "Shove that up my bum, my love." I'm awash with happiness. My little girl is as uninhibited as I was at her age and likes to be looked at just as much as I did, and still do. I don't want her to grow up. It'd be marvelous if she could remain and eleven year old prepubescent forever, an apparently innocent little girl who just happens, when it comes to sex, to be voracious! But I'm dreaming. "Sit on my face again," I ask her, "and pee in my mouth." "You're gonna drink it?" Her face is aglow. "Swallow it?" "Oh, yes, definitely!" She swung her leg over my head and lowered herself until my lips touched her cunt. Her pee stream began and I sucked hard, capturing and swallowing it all. "When I'm empty, can I drink yours, Mummy?" The End