While The Mouse Was Away The Cat Did Play, Part 3

by hornykate

This is the third part and Androgyne was right, sequels aint easy. Sequels of sequels are even less easy. Hope this finds an appreciative reader or two.

We lay on my bed kissing, lazily, like two lovers in no hurry to get anywhere. My hand was again inside my daughters panties as I finger fucked her friend, the beautiful eleven year old Beth. But my mind WAS in a hurry to get somewhere. A little desire had been awakened, and as I continued to finger Beth's slit this desire grew stronger.

"Baby?" I whispered, "how do you and Ruth kiss?"

"Like this," she said.

I kissed her more deeply, my tongue exploring her mouth, the saliva increasing. I suddenly stopped, lifted my head, "Like that?"

"Sometimes, yes."

I kissed my way down Beth's body, licking her nipples, making the little girl moan, running my fingers along her rib-cage. I moved to between her legs, knowing the connotations of what I was about to do. I slowly started to lick Beth's cunt through the gusset of my daughter's panties. I put two fingers into my wet cunt then placed the wet fingers onto the already soaking fabric, spreading my own juice to mix with Beth's and the wetness my tongue had left. And in my head I was half-imagining this young girl on my bed with her legs spread so wide was Ruth.

I stood up, took her by the hand and said, "Come with me."

I had to complete this fantasy.

We entered Ruth's bedroom and I quickly rifled through her drawer to find a favourite t-shirt she often wore to bed. She seemed to know what was on my mind as she wordlessly took it and put it on.

"Climb into bed sweetheart," I said. She did, and I knelt by the bed and slid my hand under the bed-clothes. And this is when the dark fantasy in my head suddenly became remarkably attainable. Would I do this with my daughter? Was this what I wanted?

My hand was on her thigh. Beth's thigh, my daughter's thigh. My mind no longer knew.

"Will you kiss Ruth again?" I asked her.

"Dont you want me to?" she asked.

"Oh I do Beth, I do. I want you to do the things that we've done, I want you to do naughty things with her." My hand was again between her legs, gently stroking her, moving below the pantie line to centre on her little slit, feeling the nub of her clit.

"I want you to do this to her," I said. I slid my finger into her wet cunt.

"And this." With my free hand I exposed her upper body and began licking her non-existent chest.

"And this." I decided to free her of the panties, they were no longer needed to fuel this fantasy, so I slid them off with her help.

"And this," I said as I lowered my head to lick at her naked little cunt.

"Turn over." I said and she turned onto her tummy. I kissed her perfect ass cheeks then spread them with my fingers and slowly began to lick at her little rose-bud. She slightly lifted her hips so I continued with more confidence. I wasn't sure how she'd react to this but this reaction was good. Within a few minutes of this her hole was so wet from my saliva I attempted penetration. And my tongue slipped snugly inside.

I knew what this was. Although I wanted this little girl so much, and though i'd fantasized about this for what seemed ages, and though my focus was now very much on her deliciously undeveloped body, I was also making love to my daughter by proxy. It was my daughter's cunt I was also fingering, my daughter's ass I was also fucking with my tongue. It was my daughter who also slipped her tiny fingers into my yearning cunt. I wanted Beth so much, but I knew I also wanted Ruth. A threesome with two underage girls, one of whom was my daughter made me dizzy. At one point, as I again went down on her, I stopped to look, to appreciate what was before me. Her legs were wide open, her cunt wet with her own juices and my saliva, the insides of her childish thighs glistening with all this wetness. I felt like the luckiest woman alive, to have this young girl offering herself to me in such an uninhibited way. I licked the insides of her thighs, her pelvic bone, her adorable little tummy, the soft smooth skin of her arm-pits, her delectable neck, her tiny ears. And once there I whispered to her, "Will you help me with Ruth? I cant do it on my own. I'd like her to join us."

She just looked at me and said, "Yes."

She left soon after that, long before Ruth returned. And when Ruth did return it was to a mother who'd just made love to her eleven year old friend. And I felt strangely liberated.

Later that evening when it was getting close to Ruth's bedtime, she came down from a shower wearing the very same t-shirt i'd fucked her friend in. Different panties though. The others were under my pillow.

"My shirt smells of you Mummy," she said.

I expected her to ask 'why' but thankfully she didn't. But she did sit down to snuggle up next to me. I wrapped my arms around her little frame and I found myself thinking of Beth and the child-like curves of her body. I thought the return of my little girl would break the spell that had been cast by the dazzling afternoon, but it didn't. I tenderly stroked her hip and thought of the time I might have my head between her perfect legs.

It depended on Beth.