From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story: But Why Me Mommy?  g11   
      
      
      
     (MFg pedo incest torture snuff caution)   
      
   Morning   
      
         "But why me, Mommy?" Monica continued to lead our   
   daughter Clara by the hand into the bedroom -- our bedroom.   
         Inside, she effortlessly lifted the young girl up and   
   sat her down on the bed. True, Clara weighs very little, but   
   Monica is an accomplished athlete and quite strong. The   
   sight of my bride's naked body, firm well-defined muscles   
   filling out her arms and legs, always sent a shiver of   
   excitement through me.   
         "Don't you know where you came from?" Monica said, by   
   way of answer.   
         "From inside you, Mommy."   
         "Yes. But how did you get there?   
         "Daddy put me there."   
         "And how did Daddy put you there?"   
         The girl hesitated. Her mother sat next to her on the   
   bed, her tall womanly powerful form seeming to dwarf her   
   daughter. Clara was eleven, but small for her age: just 4   
   and a half feet tall and barely 75 pounds. Monica on the   
   other hand was 5 foot 10 and a muscular, completely fat-   
   free, 140. Mom wrapped an arm tightly around the girl's thin   
   shoulders.   
         "With his thing," Clara finally answered.   
         "Daddy's cock, isn't that what you mean?"   
         The girl nodded.   
         "We've talked about this many times. I know you   
   remember."   
         The girl reviewed the lessons she'd been taught.   
         "Daddy put his cock into you mouth and you sucked on it   
   until it got really big and hard, then Daddy made you go on   
   your tummy and he put it into your bottom hole and then   
   after he made it go in really deep he took it out and put it   
   inside your tummy."   
         "Very good. Now tell me how Daddy can put his cock   
   inside Mommy's belly."   
         "Because Mommy has a front hole too." Although I was   
   standing off to the side, staying out of the way, my cock   
   was fully involved -- throbbing and aching hard enough to   
   make me groan.   
         "What's it called?" my wife asked our daughter.   
         "My teacher said it's a bad word."   
         "Yes, your teacher is right it's a very bad word. What   
   is it?   
         "She told me not to say it."   
         "Well, your Mommy is telling you to say it." Monica   
   gave the girl a warning squeeze.   
         "Your front hole is called a cunt."   
         "Yes. You have holes too don't you? Tell Mommy and   
   Daddy about them."   
         Another lesson to recite. Monica loved playing the   
   strict teacher. Though "playing" wasn't the right word. She   
   lived the role completely.   
         "I have three holes. My mouth. My cunt. And my bottom   
   hole." Monica glared at the girl.   
         "My asshole," she said in her quiet little girl voice.   
         "Good. So, Daddy put his cock into Mommy's three holes.   
   My cunt was last. And then what did he do?"   
         "Then he squirted his juice into you."   
         "His cum, darling."   
         "Daddy's cum. And the cum grew and it was me."   
         "That is very good, sweetheart. You deserve a kiss."   
   Monica pulled the girl's face up towards her and gave her a   
   long deep kiss, not neglecting to probe the girl's mouth   
   with her tongue. Clara tried to struggle out of her mother's   
   embrace, but Monica held her tight.   
         Finally, their mouths separated.   
         "And so," Monica continued, "that's why this is   
   happening to you. Because you grew from the cum Daddy's cock   
   squirted into Mommy's cunt after she'd sucked it and taken   
   it up her asshole. Anymore questions?"   
         "No."   
         "OK then. Let's get started." It was a bright sunny   
   Sunday morning. The morning light flooded in through the   
   bedroom's second story windows. The neighborhood outside was   
   quiet and still -- not that our neighbors ever made much   
   noise, but everyone other family was a church this morning.   
   We had no worries about being overheard or interrupted.   
         I brought over a chair and Monica picked Clara up and   
   placed her standing on the chair.   
         "Darling, you go first," she said to me. Even though my   
   cock was bursting I unhurriedly stripped, folding my clothes   
   and laying them aside one by one until I was completely   
   naked. I'd always been very proud of my cock -- in fact I'm   
   convinced it was at least 50% of the reason why Monica   
   married me. That and the fact that we quickly discovered   
   that our tastes ran in very much the same perverted   
   directions.   
         Back to my cock. It is a full eight inches when erect -   
   - not a horsecock by any stretch. We'd both seen (and taken)   
   cocks much longer than that. But my claim to cock fame was   
   its girth: a full 3 1/8 inches in diameter, 9.8 inches   
   around. And at the moment it was fully erect.   
         As always Clara's eyes grew wide whenever she saw it.   
   And for the first time her knees were shaking. She was fully   
   aware that today was going to be the day. Of course I'd had   
   young girls before, some considerably younger than Clara   
   (but that's another story), but Clara was my one and only   
   daughter -- so far anyway. A deliciously evil grin came to   
   Monica's face.   
         My wife stripped, until both of Clara's parents stood   
   completely naked in front of their little daughter. Of   
   course, she had seen us fucking many, many times (that had   
   started right after she was born, when Monica would nurse as   
   I cunt or face or ass fucked her), and Clara quite well   
   understand what fucking was all about -- in fact she   
   understand about lots more than just fucking. But mostly   
   she'd been in the observer role. That was about to change.   
         Monica reached out, slipped a hand inside Clara's top,   
   and ripped it open. She tore all of her clothes off her,   
   ripping them apart and pulling the tattered remnants off the   
   trembling girl. (Monica never believed in doing anything the   
   easy way, if she could take the opportunity to display her   
   strength and dominance.) The girl quickly stood naked and   
   shivering in the warm room, the chair wobbling a bit from   
   her shaking.   
         The two of us took our time. She was, despite her   
   smallness and thinness, a pretty girl. Her chest had started   
   to bud, and two sweet pillows of firm flesh, topped by small   
   erect nipples, graced her young girl body. A very slight   
   widening of her hips was also evident. Of course, her sweet   
   little cunt was still completely smooth and bare, split into   
   two symmetrical swellings by the narrowest, most inviting   
   pink slit.   
         Monica put her hands on the girl. Tenderly, lovingly   
   caressing her. Sliding her fingers under the girl's arms,   
   around her neck, between her legs.   
         "You are really a lovely girl, sweetheart. And today   
   you're going to become a woman, just like your mom."   
   Monica's fingers slid into the girl's slit. She turned her   
   around, kneading her ass, pulling it apart, fingering her   
   pink puckered bung hole.   
         "Bend over darling." Monica forcefully bent the girl   
   forward, folding her over the back of the chair. This showed   
   her ass to best advantage, emphasizing what volume it did   
      
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