Summer Holiday/Spain Day 8 Susan and Phoebe in the room
“Err, yes… Why not,” you say and follow her into the lobby to find a lift, hoping no one will notice the damp patch at the front of your shorts. You carry her bag and she carries Phoebe in the crook of her arm. As you follow Susan down the corridor to the room and watch her chubby arse cheeks wobbling, you feel your cock beginning to swell again and decide that maybe you’re not quite as fixated on children as you thought you might be.
You haven’t been in the room more than thirty seconds before Phoebe's in her cot and Susan has your shorts down around your ankles. “I knew you’d have a nice one,” she says as she inspects it. "I've seen quite a few; big and small, and yours is the perfect size. “Her dad was only twelve and I thought it would be safe, else I’d have made him wear a rubber. You’re okay though, I’m on the pill now.” She drops to her knees, wraps her hand around your shaft and leans forward to suck it into her mouth. After a few minutes, she lets go, and sits on the edge of the bed. “Does it bother you, me being so forward?”
You shake your head. “After the week I’ve just had, I’d be a total hypocrite.”
She laughs. “You do seem to attract the little girls. Every time I've seen you, there's been a cute little girl in the picture. Was it me or Phoebe that attracted your attention?”
“You’re not that old yourself,” you say. “Phoebe might be a little on the young side, but having a naked baby dumped on my lap was certainly a turn-on.” You drop to your knees and spread Susan's legs apart. You can tell how aroused she is by her scent, and it's easy to push her back and then skin her bikini bottom off.
She lays there, panting slightly and looking up with pure lust in her eyes. You drop down to your knees and spread her legs apart so that you can get to work on her juicy pussy. To be honest, extended foreplay is not needed so you flip her face down over the edge of the bed so that you can see her gorgeous plump backside. You reach for a pillow and put it on the floor so that you can kneel on it and then just slide the whole of your cock straight into her sopping wet cunt. After the tight little cunts you’ve been being fucking lately, hers feels quite loose, but she must have been doing exercises because you can feel her cunny-muscles milking you as you start to build up a rhythm.
She starts moaning and pushing back, and acting on impulse you slap her bare bum, leaving a red handprint on the white skin. You hear a noise from behind you and turn to see that Phoebe is standing up in her cot, holding onto the side and watching. “If you’re a slut Phoebe, I think I know where you got it from,” you say as you thrust your cock right to the balls in her mother’s cunt. Phoebe just giggles and keeps right on watching. You pull your cock out, all glistening with precum and cunt juice and stand up since your back was beginning to ache. Susan climbs up onto the bed, obviously expecting you to follow, but you turn towards Phoebe instead. “What do you think Phoebe; your mother likes cock, how about you? Would you like a taste?”
You look at Susan. If she protests you won't take it any further but she just sits up and says nothing. You walk across and push your cock towards the baby’s mouth, thinking, rather irrationally, that it's a good job she doesn’t have any teeth. Phoebe jerks away at first, when you stick cock between the bars of the cot. Then she reaches out a pudgy little hand, pokes it with a finger and then sucks her fingers to see what the slimy stuff tastes like. You put your hand behind her and wipe the head of your cock along her lips. She opens her mouth and you push forward. “There you go Phoebe, you taste that while I get back to your mum... OUCH!” It seems that she does have teeth and they are dammed sharp. Susan laughs.
You push Susan on her back, her big milky tits sort of squashed down and out across her chest and when you push her legs up, her belly wobbles. You should be turned off, even with your little audience, but you’re not and you bury your cock back inside her welcoming cunt. You’ve given her at least a couple of climaxes and you’re beginning to wonder if you are ever going to cum when she shocks you. “I bet you’re wishing it was her you are fucking her aren’t you,” she says. “My poor stretched cunt isn't tight enough for you is it. She’s not even a year old and you’re trying to imagine what it’d be like to shove your big old cock into her tight little baby cunt.”
You freeze, because that’s exactly what had been going through your head. “I, I wouldn’t,” you say.
“Fetch her over here,” Susan orders. You walk over to the cot with your stiff cock leading the way and lift Phoebe out of her cot. “You may not be able to fuck her, but you can use your imagination,” Susan says. She lays Phoebe back on her belly with her head between her tits and legs spread apart making her pussy gape. “What do you think; would your cock fit in there?”
You shake your head. “She’s too little,” you say, but in your head, every time you thrust into Susan’s stretched cunt, it’s the baby’s tight little virgin cunt you’re ramming your cock into.