Adopted

by Thom

I first encountered the little girl and a thirty-something-year-old woman while jogging in a park near my apartment. I write for a living out of an office at home and typically break around lunch time for some exercise. It helps clear my mind so that I can work refreshed in the afternoon.

The park has a lot of trails and dense woods where it is pretty easy to get lost or be hidden. I usually run on the trails, often long distances without encountering anyone else. I have explored the off trail areas as well and found evidence of teenage drinking and other activities — beer cans and used condoms — so its pretty easy to hide if you are up to something you don't want public but have no place private to go to.

They and I were headed into one of the less traveled paths at about the same time and they stepped aside to let me pass. What I noticed about them was that the girl, I guessed 5 or 6 years old, was of a different nationality than the woman. Not blatantly different as in African American versus Caucasian for example but different enough to make me believe that she was not her mother. The girl was eastern European looking, slim, kind of dark and ruddy, or perhaps Russian and she was American, blond, blue eyed, mid-western farm girl large. The word adopted came to mind.

As I ran along ahead of them and could hear their voices becoming more distant, my deviant mind began to wonder what they might be up to in the deep woods that they couldn't or wouldn't do in the more public places of the park. Were they just enjoying the solitude of the woods together? Did they bird watch?

I decided to double back after a bit and see if I could cross their paths again just to satisfy my curiosity.

I ran all of the way back to the edge of the woods where I had first encountered them without seeing them. One of two things had happened, they had turned around and left the woods and probably the park or they had gotten deep into the woods where they were out of view of anyone on the paths. With nothing to lose, I guessed the latter and headed quietly into the deeper trees and brush, off of the path where I knew there was a small clearing where kids would go to drink and frolic.

As I got closer to the clearing, I began to tip-toe so as not to make any noise that would alert someone to my coming. As I peeked through the brush blocking my view, I spotted the woman and the girl.

The little girl was naked. Her dress and panties were hanging from a low branch of a tree near them. The woman was sitting on a rock. Her shorts and panties were pushed down to her ankles. The little girl was straddling the woman's left leg with her middle just below the woman's knee and her bare pussy skin to skin with the woman's leg. She was kind of riding on it like you would a horse which no doubt was having a stimulating affect on her. The woman was holding onto the little girl with her hands around her chest at her arm pits. The little girl's mouth was on the woman's sex and it seemed from where I was standing, the little girl was performing a masterful job of oral sex on the woman.

The scene immediately aroused me and I slipped my hand under the leg of my pants and the nylon mesh underneath and pulled the material away from my own pussy exposing it to the air and grabbed it with my right hand and started to push the labia into my clit. After some small relief gained through rapidly masturbating, I was able to slow down and return to taking in the scene in my view just a few feet away.

The little girl was still working on the woman's pussy and humping her leg with her tiny slit. I started rubbing myself in rhythm with their movements and shortly I sensed that all three of us, or at least the two older women, were about to come.

“I'm going to come honey,” she said. “Keep sucking until I tell you I'm all done. You are doing a wonderful job of making Mommy feel good.”

“Mmmhmmm,” the little girl managed to verbalize without removing her mouth from the pussy she was devouring.

My own orgasm nearly knocked me off of my feet and I discharged a juicy, sticky mess down my leg that I wiped with my hand and then wiped that on the grass beneath me.

I decided to move along so that I wasn't noticed. I didn't want them to know I had observed their activity. I had enjoyed the scene immensely and was hoping that I might encounter it again.

And I did on a fairly regular basis. It seemed that the woman and her daughter, though I was still pretty sure she wasn't her natural born, came out nearly afternoon at about the same time I did to the park. I made a habit of stopping by the clearing part way through my run and if they were there, they were engaged in some kind of sexual contact, attempting to pleasure one another. If my timing was right, I was able to join in vicariously remaining hidden in the bushes near by.

If I encountered them anywhere else, I had gotten into the habit of saying hi or asking how they were or commenting on the weather. All trying to be as nonchalant as I could be so as not to tip them off that they were being regularly observed having sex in the woods. What I was most amazed about was that the woman seemed pretty nonchalant herself. If I were having sex with a 5 or 6 year old or any underage child, especially outdoors I would have been petrified of getting caught and never able to come. But of course I was masturbating myself only a few feet away from where they did that and most likely the first to be encountered if anyone else were to turn up. I decided to look for an opportunity to move us to safer ground.

My chance came with a sudden thunder storm that caught the three of us by surprise just as we were entering the woods from the park. We all three ran to a picnic shelter and were trapped while we waited out the downpour and the streak lightening that was hitting all around us.

After acknowledging that we see each other nearly every day (or have all summer anyway), we introduced ourselves. The woman answered the obvious questions that were on the tip of my tongue that I hadn't thought of a way to ask.

“This is my adopted daughter. She is from Bosnia and my husband and I have had her a couple of years, since she was 4. She is 6 now and will be starting school in the fall. I work nearby and I come home at lunch time to give my husband a break. My husband does free lance web design out of the house and it's hard to fully concentrate and entertain a six year old. So, I give him a two hour break around this time.”

“Well,” I followed, “I live right across the street from here. I usually go out for a run around this time of day. Listen if you'd like to have an in door place to go, like if the weather is lousy or you would just like not to hang around in the woods, then you are welcome to use my place while I'm out.”

So, how is that for sisterly love? I thought to myself.

“What a nice offer,” The woman said. “Can you tell me how we might take you up on that once in awhile? I'm Paula, by the way and this is my daughter Becky.”

“Sure,” I said. “As soon as the rain stops, let's go to my place and we can agree on how to connect every day so that you can use it. I'm Tomasina. Pleased to meet you.”

I took the rain a few more minutes to let up enough for us to venture out. We exchanged pleasantries but didn't at all admit, either one of us, what our true shared passion and mission was, the continued sexual activity of the little girl standing quietly between us.

When the air dried enough for us to venture out, I took them to my apartment. The woman and the little girl chatted with me as we went and she at least seemed grateful to have someplace to go for their long, two hour lunches other than the woods in the park. I was also glad because I didn't have to follow them about, worrying about them and could sort of drop in on them anytime I liked.

I don't know now if they knew about my eavesdropping before I told them they could use my apartment at lunch time but they did figure it out, apparently, after they started to use it. I decided that I would capture their activities using hidden web cameras and I learned somewhat later that they discovered the cameras soon after they started coming there everyday. But while they were visiting and I was out and recording the activity going on in each of my rooms they were certainly going about their business as if they were oblivious to it.

I would come home after my jogging and they appeared to be innocently finishing up a game of some kind or another. As soon as they left though, I would run to my computer and take a look at what my web cameras had captured in each of the rooms. They were not at all bashful either about moving around the whole apartment. I had video of them in every room of the house engaging in a wide variety of sexual behaviors. I gathered after the fact that much of the variety had to do with their believing they were entertaining me.

One time they stripped off their clothes in the kitchen and the little girl lay on her back on the granite counter top and her mother proceeded to nuzzle her mouth into the girl's hairless little pussy and suck vigorously on her clit. Becky ran her fingers through her mother's hair and giggled and in short order let out a bit of a scream as she came from her mother's efforts.

They would regularly strip in the living room, throwing their clothes onto the furniture and the little girl would sit on an ottoman and take Paula's sex into her mouth while she would stand next to the seated girl. Paula would hold the back of the little girl's head steady and rock her hips, thrusting her sex into the girl's mouth until she had a noisy orgasm.

In the bedrooms they would 69, the little girl on top of her mother. Paula would tongue her little slit and stick her finger into Becky's anus and fuck her with it. Becky would suck on her mother's sex or rub her mother's clit with one hand while propping herself up with the other.

Needless to say, I was able to relieve myself with these scenes and remain much safer than watching them in the woods — though now I had kiddy porn on my computer which made me a felon. I probably wasn't before just being a voyeur.

All in all, I would have said even early on while watching them that Becky seemed an equal player in the activity. I never once got the impression that she was being forced or coerced into sex with her mother. Finally at the end of the summer just before she was to go off to school, I learned the whole story and got to do more than just watch.

“I wonder if you would not go out to exercise today but stay with us?” Paula said as I let them in and was on my way out.

“Well, sure, what's up?” I said.

We all walked into the apartment and sat down in the living room. Paula began to unfold an incredible story but one that made sense from what I had observed from watching the two of them for a few weeks.

“We know that you have been viewing our loving sessions on your computer that you have been capturing on your web cams. We have watched some of them ourselves. Sometimes they have turned us on again and we repeated our loving though usually outside the range of your cameras. We want you to know that we appreciate the fact that you haven't turned us or rather me into the authorities. We assume that you have enjoyed watching. Is that right?”

“Yes,” I had to confess. “I have enjoyed watching and fantasizing myself in your position having sex with your daughter. I have to tell you that I first saw you doing it in the park. I was happy when the storm caught us together so that I could invite you in here to make it more private and less likely to get caught.”

“Ah, I see,” Paula said. “Well we are grateful for your hospitality and discretion and that you approve of our lifestyle and would like to be a part of it. My daughter introduced me to her sex life when we adopted her. It turns out that she had been sexualized when she was 3, a whole year before we adopted her, and had been regularly having sex with her foster family and acquaintances in Bosnia. When she came to live with us, it was a natural part of her life and she didn't understand it when my husband and I didn't play her regular games with her right away. She thought we were angry with her. My husband, naturally, tried to put a stop to it but with my daughter's being persistent, my wanting her happiness and an obviously a desire on my part to participate, it was easy for me to give in. Doing it in the woods WAS pretty risky but my husband very seldom goes out, working from home as he does. The woods are a place for us to be on our own and enjoy each other.”

“So, it's become a natural part of your relationship with your daughter?”

“Yes, it has. My daughter and I would like to share it with you since you have been so generous with us. And obviously it pleases you as much as it does us. Becky will be going to school soon and our afternoon outings will be ended for awhile. The only thing we ask is that she remain a virgin. Her hymen is intact and we would like her to be able to choose when that changes on her own as she gets older. I will leave you two alone for little while to get to know one another at your own pace but I may join you later. I like to watch too.”

All of this was a little hard to wrap my mind around. I was going to have sex with a six year old who basically enjoys doing it with adults, one of which is her step mother and another is nearly a stranger. Thinking though began to become very difficult as the blood left my brain for my clit.

The little girl and I went into my bedroom She pulled off her tee shirt, jeans and kicked off her flip-flops and lay down on the bed in her little white cotton panties.

“Why don't you pull down my panties when you are ready to see my pussy and touch me there? You can touch me anywhere you like. You will be more comfortable with your clothes off though you know?” she said.

I stripped down naked and was very happy to have my pussy out in the air where I could touch it to relieve some of the tension I was experiencing. I stood next to the bed and began touching her hair and head and caressed her lips with my fingers. She took a couple of fingers into her mouth and sucked on them. I then let my hands move down her neck and caressed her flat chest without any evidence of breast development and pulled a bit on her nipples and made them erect.

She reached up and began stroking my sex quite naturally and very effectively. Without breaking the rhythm of that, which was driving me crazy, I put my hand on her crotch over her panties. I could feel the lips and the slit through the material. Not able to resist the urge another minute, I snaked the index finger of both hands down into the waist band of her panties and pulled them down her thighs to about half mast. I left them there briefly and touched her sex again, this time probing it, looking for her sweet spot.

I climbed into bed with her, lay on my back and pulled her on top of me. She gave me a long, slow, passionate, open mouth kiss that took me aback given her age but I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised given her sexual experience. I pulled her panties off over her feet and lifted her bum with both hands and placed it squarely onto my face and began to explore her little-girl slit with my mouth.

She was aroused by my kisses and licking and I found that satisfying. I think she may have had an orgasm but it consisted of a couple of purrs and squeaks and giggles and then she went on about her work. She lowered her head to my cunt and began to suck and lick.

It was at that point that her mom came back into the room naked, touching herself. Paula's pussy was bare too and it excited me even more to see her masturbating herself. Becky's mouth was doing a more than expert job of sucking me off. She was kneeling between my legs and her bum was sticking up at the end of the bed.

Mom approached Becky from the rear pushing three fingers up into her vagina getting them good and wet. Watching Paula over Becky's back and bum while she sucked my clit, I saw mom insert one finger into her rosebud and probe her pussy with the other two. Becky moaned a bit in pain and a bit in pleasure.

Paula continued to work on herself with her free hand while she stimulated both of her daughter's holes. The three of us soon got into a rhythm of sucking and fingering and reached orgasms at about the same time.

“That was fantastic Becky and Paula, thanks so much for letting me join in. Its been fun watching all of these weeks but nothing like the real thing.”

“I liked having you a part of it too instead of just watching but it was very exciting for me knowing that you were watching and enjoying it.”

Paula climbed into bed with Becky and I after that and lay down beside me. Becky lay on top of the two of us, kind of half on both. Paula and I had our hands all over Becky's little body and we were tickling her and all giggling. Paula leaned her head over toward mine and planted a quick kiss on my cheek. I turned my lips toward hers and returned the kiss, firmly and directly on them. We instinctively reached for each other's breasts, rubbing them and I pushed my tongue into her mouth.

“Hey, what about me,” protested Becky.

“We have kisses for you too,” her mom said, “and then we have something we want you to do for us.”

Paula pulled Becky up to her mouth and gave her a romantic kiss on the mouth that Becky returned. Becky then turned toward me and pressing our lips together, pushed her little tongue into my mouth, grazing my lips.

“Are we going to play a game, Mommy?”

“We sure are sweetie. You know how you sometimes put your hand and arm into Mommy?”

“Yes, I love to do that, it feels so good and it makes you so happy.”

“Well, you are going to do it to both of us at the same time. Do you think you can do that?”

“Sure, just put your cunny's as close together as you can, ok?”

“I think that suits us just fine,” I said having trouble catching my breath from what Paula had just said. My sex was tingling just thinking about it.

Paula and I used our own hands to scoop our love juice out and wet Becky's arms. We then lay back and pushed our hips together as close as we could. Spreading our outer legs wide allowed Becky to straddle our inner ones and have access to our spread pussies.

After a little bit of maneuvering, Becky was able to enter both of up to her forearm and fuck us at the same time. Paula and I leaned toward one another, kissing passionately and rubbing each other's tittys and nipples. Shortly, we both had roaring orgasms and fell back on the bed panting and laughing. Becky climbed back up on us, sopping wet from our love juice and got it all over us.

We were pretty spent all in all from our sex. We didn't say much after that except pleasantries during our cleaning ourselves up and getting dressed. Their time was nearly up and they had to get back home so that Paula could return to work. We said goodbye and I thanked both of them for such a wonderful gift. They thanked me for letting them into my home and life.

School started the following week and I haven't seen them since our day together. I'm looking forward though to next summer when school is not in session and maybe my friends will start to take walks in the woods again.