Neighborhood Pervert--Sally (Page 2)

By Leslie Schmidt

A while later, after the show had ended, Connie wrapped Sally in a blanket and I carried her through the chill to my place. The dog met us at the door with a wagging tail and a sniff of the strangers, then ran out into the back yard. As I mixed Connie and I rum and cokes, Sally explored the kitchen, then we all went into the living room.

The dog scratched to come in and, when we returned to the living room I was greeted by a boozy, wet kiss and arms around my neck. Then Connie pushed me back into a chair and, standing in front of me, pulled her shirt off.

Connie is a petit woman. She’s five-nothing in bare feet and doesn’t push the dial more than a few digits past 100. A ‘B’ cup provides her tits with a generous amount of room and there are only a few wrinkles around her navel to show that Sally once resided there.

I started pulling my sweater over my head but she said, “No, first, I want to show you how much I love my daughter.” Then she turned to Sally.

She sat down, cross-legged and held out her arms. “Come here honey,” she called.

The little girl ran over to her mother and they hugged. Then Connie kissed her, holding her head. I was amazed when I saw that their tongues were teasing each other. As they kissed, Connie brought her hand up along the inside of Sally’s thighs and pressed it into the child’s crotch, then moved it back and forth.

Sally immediately put some weight on her mother’s hand, pressing her pussy down on it, and started rocking her hips back and forth, rubbing.

After a few moments, Connie broke the kiss. “Do you want me to lick you?” she asked.

“Yyyeah…” Sally giggled. She stepped back and dropped onto her butt, then leaned back on her hands and lifted her legs into the air.

Connie stretched out on the floor, facing her daughter, propped up on her elbows. First they kissed again, Sally’s shins were against her mother’s shoulders. Then Connie pushed Sally back and the girl obliged by lifting her legs while she leaned back on her elbows.

She peered down between her legs as her mother leaned down and first kissed her pussy. Connie looked at me with a smile, then back at Sally’s pussy. She started licking.

As she pushed the four year olds pussy lips around with her tongue, then pushed between them and started concentrating on the girl’s clit, Sally relaxed back, eventually laying down and resting her feet on her mother’s shoulders.

She looked around, then at me, then down at her mom. She smiled.

“You like that?” Connie asked.

“Mmmhuh,” Sally answered with an emphatic nodding of her head.

Connie went back to licking her daughter’s crotch.

Needless to say, my cock was rock hard in my jeans and I needed to move it around so it was comfortable. As I watched the child’s eyes start to glaze over I had an almost intolerable need to pull my schwang out and furiously stroke myself.

Meanwhile, Connie was cupping Sally’s ass in her hands, holding her crotch up to her face. The girls feet were on the floor, next to her mom’s shoulders, and she was lifting herself up, pushing into her mother, as her belly inflated, then shrunk with her breathing.

While still madly lashing Sally’s baby-doll clit with her tongue, Connie looked at me with a smile and a gleam in her eye. Obviously she really enjoyed getting her little girl off—and Sally was completely OK with her mother’s tongue-love.

The girl kept her arms up over her head, only a couple of times reaching down and stroking her mother’s cheek or brushing her hair. Soon I could see that she was really getting off, she was becoming flush, her chest and neck blushing to a darker pink. She was breathing hard, making small ‘mew’ and ‘uh’ noises as she rocked her hips rhythmically with her mother’s tongue. She lifted her legs, wrapping them around the back of Connie’s neck and pulled her mother harder against herself.

Quite suddenly she came. Just, all of a sudden, she shook and caught her breath, shoving her crotch up into her mother’s mouth. At the same time she arched her back and pushed her head into the carpet, grunting several times before relaxing down.

Connie kept licking her as she calmed, but she slowed down, then kissed her slit and, after a couple of final licks, she lifted up.

Sally started to giggle and Connie kissed her chest, then her chin. The two looked at each other, obviously pleased and sharing some sort of private amusement. They touched foreheads, both laughing quietly. Connie said something that I didn’t hear. Then Sally looked at her mom with her eyes wide and nodded, smiling.

Connie looked at me. “Sally’s been my little partner for two years now, ever since it’s been only us together.”

“That’s awesome,” I said, my voice was rough.

“Sometimes Sally and I play with Mr. Vibes, right?” she was looking at her daughter.

The little daughter nodded.

“But, tonight,” she looked at me, “I think Mr. Mat here will show you his real Mr. Vibes.”

I almost had a stroke! The baby looked at me as her mother smiled.

“I bet Mat’ll rub you like I do with Mr. Vibes.”

Connie lifted up on her knees, then pulled Sally up. She looked at me. “Come on Mat.”

She stood up, lifting her little girl with her, hugging her to her chest. She carried Sally to the sofa and sat down, placing the girl next to her. Then she pulled on her legs, sliding her ass down to the edge so her legs hung off and her head was against the back.

I stood up and, this time, pulled my sweater off with my tee-shirt .

Sally looked at me, her eyes wide, then at her mommy. She was obviously a little scared.

“Oh honey, don’t be scared, I know Mr. Mat will make you just cum and cum—just like Mr. Vibes. Only, he’s got a real Mr. Vibs, not a plastic one. I’ve shown you movies.”

I undid my belt, then pushed my jeans and briefs down and stepped out of them. My cock sprang free, swollen to its full 9 inches but not absolute hard on mode yet. The baby’s eyes were huge when she saw it.

“Nice,” Connie said. “Sally really likes to have her clit rubbed. Just don’t push too hard and hurt her.”

“Not in a million years,” I said as I knelt down in front of the couch.

Connie pulled on Sally’s legs, sliding her ass down onto the edge. The little girl looked at me with some fear, then up at her mother. She smiled nervously. I walked up closer on my knees, stroking my dick, and Connie pulled the four-year-old’s knees up, opening her slit.

She looked down at me as I rubbed my cock along her crack. My dick was huge against the toddler, reaching above her navel if my balls were in her crotch. Sally wasn’t the youngest girl I’d ever done this with…I’ve had fun quite a few times on the changing table, but having her mother there, coaching, was a first.

The girl looked up at me as I rubbed her and smiled, then at her mother.

“Does that feel nice?” Connie asked.

Sally nodded.

“Here,” Connie took her hands, “hold it against you.”

The feeling of the child’s hands pressing my schlong against her little slit made my cock surge to a hardness I’ve rarely experienced. Also, she was beginning to enjoy having me against her. She was now holding her legs up, they were rocking in the air. Then she put her feet on my shoulders while Connie held her and occasionally rubbed her sides and chest.

“Here,” Connie said, “I know just the thing.”

She grabbed her purse that was sitting on the floor against the sofa and then rummaged through it.

“Here we go!” she said, pulling out a small bottle of hand lotion.

She grabbed Sally’s hands and squeezed some on them, then put them back against my dick.

Now, with the added slipperiness, we both were enjoying it more. As the pressure really began to build in my balls, Sally was starting to breath more rapidly and her chest was, again, blushing pink. I could see some beads of sweat on her forehead and upper lip.

Then Connie reached in and started rubbing my cock, directing Sally’s little hands up and down the shaft. I was really reaching the peak.

“I want you to pump your cum inside her,” Connie said.

“Oh yeah,” I said. I lifted up and Connie used two hands to pull her daughter’s pussy lips wide apart. I put my cockhead against the opening and, resisting the temptation to try to shove it inside her, started stroking myself.

Sally looked down at me, her legs still waving in the air, then she smiled. Connie grabbed my dick with her lotion covered hands and stroked, all I did was hold the shaft at the right angle.

As I reached the edge I increased the pressure some, pushing Sally’s head against the back of the couch. Then, with the tip of my cockhead pushed into the entrance of the four year old vagina, I started pumping cum.

I had probably emptied three or four shots of semen into her before she overflowed and white goo squeezed out, appearing at the top of her pussy crack. More spilled out, running around my head and down on the inside of her thighs.

“Oh, that’s so sexy,” Connie breathed when I sank back onto my heels, the last of my jez dripping onto the floor and onto my knees. She leaned forward and looked down at her little girl’s cum filled sex. “Does that feel good honey?” she asked Sally.

The girl smiled, not really knowing what to say, and tried to sit up more and peer down at herself. The effort pushed a dollop of white goo out of her vagina and it ran down over her ass.

“Oh Fuck!” Connie said, “she really is full of sperm.”

My head swam at the sight of the cum filling the baby girl. “I guess she’s too young to get knocked up,” I said, my voice ragged.

Connie looked at me and smiled. “Yeah, can’t do this after she’s ten or eleven.”

The idea cause a bit of concern for me. What was she thinking about?

Sally got up, slid off the couch, then put her hand in her crotch, coming up with sticky fingers. She spread my cum around on her pussy and then down her thighs.

“That’s slimy mommy,” she said. More cum ran down the inside of her right thigh as it leaked out of her vagina.

“We’ll clean you up,” Connie said, standing. “Where’s the bathroom?”

I followed them down the hall. Connie lay Sally on the bathmat and used a wad of toilet paper to wipe sperm off her daughter. Then I watched as the little one peed and her mother wiped her again.

“I think this little one needs to lay down,” Connie said as she carried Sally back to the living room. Sally had rested her head on her mother’s shoulder.

We lay her down on the couch and put a throw blanket over her. Just as she was covering Sally up, Connie stopped.

“Boy, she’s still leaking your spunk,” she said.

Sure enough, there was still wet goo around her slit.

Connie and I retired to the kitchen for more drinks.

“Yeah know,” I said as I handed her a rum and coke, “it’s a bit unfair that you still have your pants on while the rest of us lost ours long ago.”

She put her drink on the counter after having taken a sip, then untied the string and pushed them down, stepping out of them along with her panties. I was pleased to see that she was completely shaved—she looked just like her four year old daughter only larger. Her pussy would have no trouble taking my cock.

“Oh yes,” she said, smiling, “I believe in fairness.”

She took another sip of her drink, then walked back to me and we shared another marvelous boozy kiss. I had to lean down quite a bit, she is short. After a short time she let one of her arms drop from around my neck and started stroking my cock. Then, she broke the kiss and lowered to her knees.

I took a swig as she started sucking my dick,. It was really something to be standing there in my kitchen, drinking a rum and coke, and having my dick sucked by a pretty cute MILF (MIWF, MIHFed) while her little one slept in the next room. Even though I’d shot my load into her daughter only ten minutes earlier, I was giving her a rock hard pole to bob on. I turned some and sat down on a chair while Connie didn’t miss a beat.

I took another swig, then lifted her face. She looked up at me with half closed eyes and an open mouth, there was a string of pre-cum and saliva between her upper lip and my cock head.

“Sit on my lap,” I said.

With a smile, Connie lifted up, then straddled my knees and lowered herself onto my pole. I slid easily into her shaved pussy.

“So, which do you like better, me or Sally?” she asked as she settled herself with my cock deep inside her.

I wasn’t sure what to say, not really the sort of question a guy wants to answer while he’s fucking,

“I know,” she said as she lifted, then slid back down, “that’s an unfair question…”

“It’s hard to compare,” I sort of murmured.

“Well, it certainly is hard,” she said with a smile. She bounced some more and we both began to breathe a little deeper.

I was just beginning to feel the pressure build behind my nuts when she looked over my shoulder.

“Oh, hi honey,” she said.

Sally walked over and stood next to us, looked us up and down.

“Come here,” Connie said. She leaned back and held her arms out. The little girl went to her mother and Connie leaned over and hugged and kissed her little one. I pushed a couple of times into Connie.

“Lift her up so she can sit between us,” Connie said.

I reached over and picked the toddler up. As I lowered her between us, facing her mother, Connie pulled her legs apart so she was straddling us too. Now I was sitting on the chair with Connie facing me, on my lap, my dick deep inside her, and Sally was on Connie’s lap, facing her mother.

The child’s torso pushed us apart slightly, her ass was against my lower belly, her head under my chin. Connie and I kissed over her shoulder as we started moving again, Connie lifting, then lowering herself while I pushed my hips forward to meet her. Meanwhile, the soft, warm baby between us was hugging her mommy.

“Here honey,” Connie said as she leaned back. “Suck on one of my nipples.”

She lifted her right tit to her girl’s mouth and held her head. I ran one of my hands down between Sally and her mother and started to finger the baby’s slit—I had to reach around Connie with my other hand and hold her to keep her from falling back.

Things were getting pretty hot and sweaty as the three of us built. Connie was obviously really turned on by having her nipples sucked by her baby while I fucked her and I couldn’t believe how awesome it was to be fingering a four year old pussy while I also had my dick buried deep inside a sexy women. Sally was squirming and rocking too, occasionally making little squeaking and burping noises as she tried to breath around her mother’s tits.

Sally lifted her legs up, her knees were now against her mothers sides. Now my finger was pressed between her slit and her mother’s tummy. But this made her slide even farther down between us and I slid my ass onto the edge of the chair so I could lean back some. As we rocked the front legs of the chair lifted off the floor, then banged down.

“This is dangerous,” I said.

Connie giggled, then stood up, lifting off of me and taking her little girl with her. “You got a bed somewhere?”

The three of us moved down the hall to the bedroom—I had to shoo my dog away.

Connie lay down with Sally on top of her. She hugged the little girl, holding her face to her right tit. As the tot licked and sucked her mommy’s tits, Connie fingered her slit, even pushing her fingertip inside her little girl’s vagina. I lay down next to them and, with Connie’s left leg over my hip, I started fucking her from the side. Sally looked at me when I started stroking her back, then her face relaxed and her eyes lost focus while her mother brought her to a baby orgasm.

Connie and I kissed as we both rubbed Sally. I occasionally moved my hand from stroking the baby clit to stroking the mommy clit, and both girls got off again. I clenched my teeth and held still, fighting the urge and I was able to hold my load.

After both girls had calmed, Connie pushed Sara off of her and rolled onto her side. I guess she didn’t know that I hadn’t cum because she said ‘Oh!’ and giggled when I started moving again. Sally was laying on her back, next to her mother, and her eyes opened wide when she felt my finger on her slit.

We went like that for a few minutes, me fucking Connie from behind while I fingered the tot’s baby cunt, but, as Sally got more turned on she reached over and pulled on her mother’s face.

“Here,” Connie said as she slid Sally up. She tried to lick the girl from the side but it was a stretch for her and, slowly, over the next couple of minutes, we all rolled until Connie was on her belly with me on top of her, fucking her from behind, while Connie licked Sally.

I watched as Sally got higher and higher, She reached down and held her mommy’s cheeks with her legs over her mommy’s shoulders while Connie flared her ass up to meet me. We were getting to be one rocking, moaning, sweaty mass when Sally closed her eyes and whimpered, shivering. Two pushes later and Connie had to let go of her daughter, grunting and pushing back against me. I exploded and flooded Connie’s cunt with cum, shoving hard and deep into her.

I pushed into her seven or eight times before I was empty and slowly sank down. Connie laid her head down next to her daughter and kissed her hip, eyes closed and a contented smile on her face. Sally was also falling asleep.

I rolled off of them and stood up. From the foot of the bed I could see Connie’s cunt, leaking my sperm, and Sally’s, her legs wide apart, the reddened pussy lips still open. I covered them up, then went and pissed and washed my dick. When I came back to bed I turned off the light, then lay down next to Connie, reaching across her and putting my hand on Sally’s thigh. I pushed my thumb against her slit, opening it up some and nestling the tip at the entrance. Then I fell asleep.

Our little ménage continued through the winter. However, it wasn’t long before I realized that the real relationship was between Connie and Sally—I was just an occasional plaything in their bed. Also, as much as I wanted, Sally never really wanted sex with me. Sure, a few times we were together and we’d play, but she just didn’t seem to have as much fun.

And another thing—after the second time I unloaded in her mouth, Sally really started to make it clear she didn’t want to suck me. She still would, if her mommy coaxed her, but she would pull away before I came. That was OK though, Connie would usually take over.

By April I was only occasionally being invited over—it was obvious that I was being let down gently. Then, one day, I saw Margret. The three of them were getting into Connie’s car when I got off the bus. Connie saw me and looked away but Sally waved. Later that week, Connie told me that she was falling in love with someone else. We had never had any illusions of ‘love’.

In May, Connie and Sally moved to Margret’s house—they now live on the other side of the city and I haven’t seen them for over a year.

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