Date: Mon, 17 Oct 2016 17:19:34 +0000 (UTC)
From: petty little <petty.little@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Tiny Gift (Adult Youth, Beginnings, FGG, teen1, inc, con)

This story is the property of the author. Do not publish or distribute this
story without permission from the author. Story copyright 2016 Robin Khinke


"Mommy, are you awake?" I whispered, squirming up against you under the
covers. I couldn't see the clock, but the half-light coming through the
blinds meant it was almost time to get up. Almost. I'd been awake for a few
minutes, listening to you breathe, smelling your skin, pressing up against
your delicious, womanly flesh -- soft, slightly ample and receiving. You
weren't awake, so I didn't ask again. Instead I wrapped my arm more tightly
around you, cupping my hand between your breasts, slightly squeezing, my
thumb pressing your nipple to the feel of it stiffening just a bit. You
stirred but didn't wake, your breathing still long and deep. I curled my
thigh up over yours, feeling your skin slip past mine in a mutual caress,
curling it high enough over your hips so that my legs were open to you, and
I could shift my pelvis and press my lips up against the smooth curve of
your ass. I was wet already, having turned over the previous evening's
entertainment in my mind since waking from the wicked dreams it
spawned. Everything about you is so naughty, I thought, cuddling
closer. And oh so fun to be with. I gave your nipple a small pinch and
kissed your shoulder. "Wake up, Mommy." I couldn't wait. "Your little girl
wants to fuck again."

And fuck we did, just like so many other mornings before school, and
especially when you have me sleep in your bed. For all the pussy you'd made
me eat the night before, I was still hungry for more. For the aromatic tang
of your sex on my tongue, for the slick syrupy feel of you in my mouth, and
the wonderful mouth-watering sensation of swallowing your thick nectar
mingled with my own saliva. I crept down beneath the sheets behind you,
kissing my way down your spine to the musky heat of your hips and the
yielding cleft between your cheeks. You still smelled heavily of sex, and
your skin was pungent and salty as I wriggled my tongue towards your
ass. You were stirring now, arching your back in agreement and letting me
lead you out of your sleepy slumber. I eased your cheek aside to reveal
your tart, sticky ass hole, and you puckered perfectly for me as my tongue
plunged in. There's nothing quite like the taste of cleaning mommy up the
morning after a primal night a filthy fun, where we play and play until we
pass out in each others arms, sticky and spent. My tongue pressed in and
you alternately eased and clung to it, flexing your hole around me. I
reached up and began to warm your pussy to me, pressing against your lips
and gradually opening you. One finger, two; three fingers, four. And now
your legs were open, your little girl's hand in your cunt, and she's tongue
fucking you to orgasm before you've even really come out of sleep. Such a
good little girl you've raised. Such a willing, ardent slut; your
insatiable and devoted cunt.

Half an hour's play and many, many orgasms shared and given, then it's up
and about and dressed for school. I love going to class in my little skirt,
tingly and warm, radiating pheromonal sex from my little pussy. I don't
think everyone knows what we do together, but I like to think that they
do. I like to think that they all know what a wonderful slut I am for
mommy. That they're all jealous of how ever-satisfied my pussy is, and how
effortlessly close she always is to having more.

In class I'm sitting next to my new friend Vicky, who showed up this year
so tiny and trembling I couldn't help but make her my friend. She couldn't
have weighed more than 95 lbs., and was well under five feet tall, but she
still clung to her baby fat in the cutest of places. She was one of those
girls that just looked so slight and so young you'd think she was just a
lost teddy bear looking for a home. But she only seemed afraid, I found out
after getting to know her a little. In reality she was her own big girl on
the inside, despite her big, pooling hazel eyes and her soft, satiny tawny
hair, and we became quick companions in no time. I knew I was going to have
to introduce her to you, mommy, and could hardly wait for the first
opportunity. It turned out to be after school a few days later, when you
picked me up to take me to the mall.

"HI, mommy! This is Vicky. Can she come along?" We were standing on the
curb, bending over to peer in the open window.

"Hello Vicky. Short for Victoria no doubt?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"And do you go by Victoria, or do you prefer
Vicky?"

"Either is fine I guess. My friends call me
Vicky, but I like Victoria."

"I like Victoria, too," you said. "And you may certainly join us. Hop in
girls."

We both threw our bags on the front seat and climbed in the back, letting
you drive us around while we giggled and tossed in the back, oblivious. At
the mall we got snacks and went to a few stores and tried on a bunch of
clothes. I know how you love to buy me new outfits, and Vicky was thrilled
when you bought some things for her, too, on the promise that she'd come
home with us and model them for you afterwards.

At home we poured out our bags on the living room floor while you sat down
on the sofa, telling us what you wanted us to wear as we sifted through the
pile. "Where can we change?" Vicky asked, looking at both of us. "Right
here, silly!" I said, pulling off my t-shirt.

"It's fine, dear," you said, "just strip down to your underthings and dress
back up. We won't mind." I had already wriggled out of my jeans and sat
there on the floor waiting for Vicky to catch up. We were both watching her
as she revealed a cute little lacey bra covering the slight rise of her
delicate A-cups, her budding nipples pressing against the fabric. I wanted
to reach out and touch them, but instead I only cupped my own little B's,
sort of comparing them with hers, wishing I was holding them instead of
mine. When she pulled off her jeans, I was amazed at how truly small she
really was, so thin and juvenile, nearly naked in her undies.

We tried everything on for you, outfit after outfit, each of us sharing
what would fit us both, performing little runway catwalks and turning
pirouettes in front of your critical eye, beaming at you're approval. When
we'd exhausted our cache we found ourselves again back in our underwear,
waiting for your direction.

"Come over here and give mommy a thank you kiss, girls," you finally said
after looking us over with a discerning eye. You spread you legs apart,
pushing your skirt up a bit, and patted your legs. "Come have a seat." We
sat down on your thighs facing each other, nestling between them. I
instinctively put my arms around your neck and gave you a great big kiss on
the cheek, then you leaned over to Vicky, waiting. Slowly she moved in and
gave you a little kiss, then you looked back at me, then at my mouth, and
leaned forward to give me a very sensual open mouth kiss on the lips. I
love these hungry, wet mommy kisses you give me, because they always get my
blood flowing and make my panties wet.

I couldn't tell if our kiss made Vicky uncomfortable or not, but I enjoyed
it just the same. And when our lips broke you smiled, then turned your head
and said, "Victoria, would you like to give mommy a better kiss now?"
Without waiting for a response, you put your mouth over hers and shared
with her the same sensual moment you had with me, and I'll admit it, I was
jealous you got to kiss her before I did. But I'm your good girl, mommy,
and I sat patiently and waited, watching her slowly relax and open herself
to you, her legs even drifting apart a little, unconsciously.

You must have read my mind, because when your embrace finally ceased you
said to me. "Would you like to give your little friend a kiss too, honey?"
I didn't hesitate before I leaned forward and put my open mouth to her
parted lips, my tongue searching for hers, timid and elusive at first, then
playful and inviting. I breathed in the soft smell of her young, feminine
skin, and found myself becoming more and more fervent, kissing her with
greater and greater intensity until it became almost aggressive. I know you
enjoyed watching us, and you let me go as long as you could before
interrupting with a suggestion.

"Easy now, darling. Save your energy. Why don't you spread your kisses
around some. There's more of her to savor."

I say suggestion, but I knew it was a command, one I was eager to obey and
of an intention I understood, and before I knew it I had slipped off your
thigh and dropped to my knees, kissing my way down her neck, between her
clavicles, and down her to her flat little girl bosom, my hands raised and
tracing the tips of her nipples through her bra. As much as I wanted to
linger and explore her stiff little buds, I continued downward and sat back
on my heels, kissing my way between her yielding thighs. I kissed her
though her panties, and felt you shift your legs to ease her forward,
giving me a better angle to her tender treasures. I knew this was what you
had wanted to see from the moment I introduced you, and really it was the
thing I wanted too from the moment I first laid eyes on this tiny little
sprite of a girl, and here I was at last, pulling her panties aside and
kissing my way through the silky wisps of her pubic hair, to the sweet
innocent flavor of her perfect little brand new pussy.

She raised her arm around you, and put her other hand on my shoulder to
steady herself as my mouth found her clit and my tongue began to massage
and explore, and soon she was angling her hips even further, pressing
herself against me as she let out the most adorable little grunts and
childish whimpers. The fragrant smell of her youthful skin and the sweet
delicate zest of her innocent cunt was intoxicating, and my head began to
swirl in the bliss of devouring my little friend on my mommy's lap, while
you resumed your kisses and stifled her moans with your tongue deeply in
her small mouth. She was ours now, mommy. All ours for the rest of the
afternoon, and as her first orgasm shook her tiny frame and melted into my
mouth while it screamed into yours, I knew she would be ours for as ever
long as we wanted.

Once Vicky had cum on my face, I knew it wouldn't be long before you would
want some pleasure of your own, whether it was us going down on your or you
going down on us. "Jane, honey, why don't you help mommy undress," you said
easing forward and beginning to rise. "Victoria, sweetheart, come sit down
on the couch for a moment, there's a good girl. And please, child, take off
those underthings. We'll all be naked for the rest of the afternoon." Vicky
climbed on to the couch and sat back, pulling her panties off before
pulling her cotton bra over her head. I was still on my knees helping you
step out of your skirt, then your nylons and panties while you undid your
blouse and unhooked your bra. Once I'd shimmied out of my things, we were
all there by the couch naked. I didn't need to be told what to do, and
immediately put my face up to your pussy when you sat back and began
kissing Vicky again, before you directed her cherubic face towards your
ample breasts, nursing her on your wide nipples.

I love licking you cunt, mommy. Pressing my face into your think mommy
bush, inhaling your thick, humid musk when I know you're really turned on,
the tickle of your curly pubes on my little nose. I love pulling your lips
apart, opening the jungle of your fur to find your succulent pink valley
with my tongue, sinking it into your hot slick abyss. This is what going
down on mommy means to me, and every time I do it it makes me the happiest
girl in the world. Lapping at your cunt while sitting on the floor beneath
your spread legs, curling up under your thighs to get at the whole length
of your pussy, being completely subservient to your sex; this is where I
belong. Looking up and seeing little Vicky's lips on your nipples I can
tell you're in heaven, but I know the secret of what would make it even
better, and I descend further underneath, contorting myself next to the
sofa and urging you closer to the edge. You realize what I'm up to and
reach down around your hips, and pull your cheeks open to me, exposing your
dark, snug treasure. I watch her pucker in anticipation of my tongue, and
breathe in the new aroma of your tight, naughty hole. My tongue plunges in,
worming into its silky lining, wriggling as deep as I can get into your
sweet, nasty mommy butt hole. I hear you grunting a bit, and feel you rock
your hips downward onto my face, and I try to fuck you deeper still, giving
you what I know you want.

You push Vicky's face downward to take over where I've left off, licking
your clit from above while I service your ass. Her face is right next to
mine, and I can't help but give her a quick sensuous kiss, smearing your
sex all over her face before she goes back to your licking your pussy. I
can feel you start to cum as soon as her tongue finds your swollen button,
and I'm sure it's due as much to the sight of us two young girls working
between your legs as from the stimulus you're receiving. I love how you
sometimes buck wildly when your orgasms are big enough, when you're turned
on enough, and I do my best to keep my tongue in you as your sphincter
rapidly clenches while you cum. The room is filled with your shouts and
moans, and I reach up and press Vicky's head hard against your pussy so we
can both milk ever bit of cum from you, and make your orgasms cascade as
long as possible. Big mommy cums are the best cums, and I'm a very proud
little girl when you finally start to relax, and your two precious young
servants get to finally climb up naked onto the couch next to you and
cuddle up with your warm loving body.