Let Me Touch Your Pee Pee, Mommy

by Tony Williams

"Can I touch your pee pee, Mommy?" asks my little girl, Pam.

"What?"

"Let me touch your pee pee."

"For a minute I thought you said 'Let me touch your pee pee'."

She giggles. "I did. I want to make you happy. Letting someone touch your pee pee is fun. I'm sure you know that, Mom."

"How do you know that?"

"Lu Ann's touched mine." Luan is her babysitter, a fourteen year old from Pam's school. At almost eleven, Pam is maybe a bit old to need a babysitter, but she really likes Lu Ann so I let the girl come over every Friday night and take care of my darling girl when I go to my book club.

"Really?" I'm not so much alarmed as intrigued.

"Yes. When I take a shower before bedtime, she showers with me and we wash each other's pee pees. But then she gets all scared and says we shouldn't be doing that 'cos I'm too young and she could get into trouble. You're not angry, are you, Mommy?"

I had no idea this was going on. I give her a hug. "No, Sweetheart, I think it's kind of sweet. She's a lovely girl and it's alright if she touches you."

Pam is lying beside me in my bed, naked with the sheet pushed down below her knees. The bedside lamp casts a golden glow over her pale flat chest and hairless mound, and creates a soft shadow between her legs. All this talk about touching reminds me that that even though she hasn't reached puberty, her innocence can't conceal how sexy she is. I want her to stay forever young.

Since her father died last year, she's been sleeping in my bed, at first because she needed comforting in her grief, and later from habit, and now because she likes me to caress her body with my fingertips, all over from shoulder to knee, while she cups my breast with her hand and kisses my nipples. Sometimes my fingers linger at her little "pee pee" as she calls it, and I pretend it's an accident. It doesn't seem to bother her, and I long to take it further and explore her little slit, but afterwards I always feel guilty. The incest taboo is too strong.

"I wish I had tits like Lu Ann," she says, dreamily, "or like yours. I love your tits."

"I love your body the way it is," I say, putting my arm under her shoulders and pulling her on top of me. "I love your slender ballerina's figure and your skinny legs and your cute little butt." I run my hands down her back and over her butt cheeks. "I love you all over and I don't mind if Lu Ann touches you. Having someone touch your pee pee is fun, but you're a bit young to be doing that. On the other hand, you're too old to be calling it your pee pee. When I was a little girl I called mine my 'tinkle' but I grew out of that."

"But calling it my vagina makes me sound like our doctor. Remember when she examined me for that yeast infection and she put her finger in me? That felt nice."

"Yeah, I noticed that. I think she might like little girls a bit too much. Anyway, now I call mine my 'pussy', or my 'cunt'."

"Cunt is a rude word."

"Only when you use it to call someone a name. It's okay otherwise."

"Your cunt is different than mine. It has lips and a big clit. But I like it that you shave all your hair off."

I roll her off me so that she's lying on her back, her legs slightly parted. "I love your little cunt, my sweet darling," I say, running my hand over her abdomen then down between her legs. I prop myself up on one elbow and look at midriff. "It's so pretty. It's smiling at me." I caress her slit with my fingertip, then gently probe with my middle finger. She lets out a hum of contentment. My pulse begins to race and suddenly my upbringing kicks in and I ask myself what the hell do I think I'm doing. I take my hand away.

"Time to get up, Pam."

"So you won't let me touch your cunt?"

I laugh and roll her facedown and lightly spank her butt. She loves the spanking game, the one where I put her across my knee, lift her dress, pull her panties down and gently spank her as she pretends to cry.

"You bad, bad girl." Then I lean down and kiss her buttocks, just to let her know that I'll always love her, no matter what. "I'll arrange for Lu Ann to pick you up from school and come straight here. It's my book club night."

"Cool!" she breathes, her face aglow with excitement. "We're gonna have fun."

More than she knows

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Fuck the book club. I'm going to say home and see what happens between my babysitter and my girl. I may feel guilty about touching her private parts, but I don't have any inhibitions about letting Lu Ann do whatever she wants to her. It wouldn't be incest. It might be pedophilia, but I don't see how it can do any harm if Pam likes it. I guess I'm a pedophile myself, given that my own daughter gets me sexually aroused. In fact the more I think about Lu Ann, the better it seems that Pam should have a sexual experience with another girl rather than a boy. If she grows up to be a lesbian, so much the better, then I won't have to worry about her getting pregnant. I've had a lot more fun having sex with women than with men, even though I loved my husband. I hate to say it but his death has freed me up to explore my gay side.

I don't tell Pam my plans. I call Lu Ann and ask her to babysit as usual and to pick Pam up from school. She has an afterschool drama class and the homework club, so they won't get here until after five o'clock.

I'm ready and freshly showered when they arrive home. I'm wearing a camisole and tap pants set, in silky nylon, a vivid turquoise color, with lace round the legs and across the top of my tits. The pants are slit up the side, nice and loose, and if I sit carelessly, you might be able to see my cunt.

The front door opens and they come in to see me standing on the stairs.

"Wow, Mom, what's with the sexy undies?" says Pam, grinning. "You look stunning. Is there something going on at your book club I should know about?"

"Sit down on the couch, girls. I wanna tell you something. I'm not actually going out this evening." Pam looks crestfallen and Lu Ann dismayed. "But," I hasten to add, "I wan't you to stay, Lu Ann, and spend the evening with us. I'll pay you the usual fee. I think Pam's too old for a babysitter, but she loves it when you come over and I don't want to spoil things for her."

"You don't have to pay me."

"I know you're saving for college, so I insist. But I want you to feel that your our treasured guest tonight and any other night. We can all have fun together." Pam looks intrigued, given our conversation of this morning. She leans back on the couch, her heels up under her butt, her thighs spread invitingly. "Where's your phone, Pam?" I ask.

"In my back pack by the door." I fetch it and sit down on the low coffee table in front of them. I take a quick picture of her.

"Look at this," I say to Lu Ann. "A perfect upskirt. She likes showing off her panties, but you probably know that already." Lu Anne grins as I show her the picture.

"Yeah," she says, "she's not exactly demure."

"I've got lots of pix like this," I say, joining them on the couch. I open my laptop which is lying there and scroll through a couple of dozen pictures of my little girl lifting her dress lewdly, undressing, or posing provocatively in just her panties. In the last picture, she faces the camera, naked except for panties that have been pushed down to mid thigh. There's an inviting smile on her face. "Isn't it strange," I ask Lu Ann, "how a girl looks sexier with her panties half way down than just plain naked?"

"I guess so," she agrees.

"Let's do another one like this, Pam, only I want to see your butt as well as your front."

She needs no urging. "Unzip me, Lu Ann," she commands, turning her back. Her friend unzips the school uniform dress and Pam stands, letting it fall off her shoulders, then turns to face us, slowly unbuttoning her blouse. Her panties are nylon, in a subtle pale green, with white lace trim round the legs. As she spreads her blouse open to shrug it off her shoulders, I take another shot. Lu Ann leans in to look at the screen. "Take your panties down, my darling, slowly," I say. She takes her sweet time, pushing them down with excrutiating slowness, as we watch in breathless anticipation. Her little girl's slit comes in to view, and I let out a little "Oh" in appreciation. When her panties reach mid thigh, I tell her to stop. I take the picture and she turns round and presents her butt to us, bending forward and spreading her legs as far as the panties will let her. I can see both orifices. I feel my pulse quickening. The flash goes off and Pam comes and sits between us, her panties still round her thighs. We all look at the phone's screen.

"Oh, my God!" breathes Lu Ann.

"That's so sexy," I say. "You're so beautiful, my darling." I put my arm round her and give her a hug.

"Now we gotta take some pix of you, Lu Ann," Pam says. "Gimme the phone, Mom." Following my daughter's instructions, Lu Ann lets her take a beautiful upskirt shot, then several poses in her little matching white bra and panties, then she takes the bra off. Her breasts are only just perceptible, though her nipples are well developed. I long to touch them, but I don't want to frighten her off. So far, we are just having innocent fun, showing off for the camera. She hesitates when Pam asks her to slide her panties down, but I offer encouragement, telling her that I'm gonna take mine down in a minute. Her pussy is shaved just as freshly as mine as she stands, letting my girl photograph her. Then I stand and pull my tap pants down. We finish up with a collection of quite lewd portraits of each other. Lu Ann and I pull our panties back up, but Pam takes hers off saying, not for the first time, that she loves to be naked.

"I gotta cook dinner," I say. "Why don't you girls go upstairs and take a shower. We eat in about fifteen minutes." The glance at each other, then Pam takes Lu Ann's hand and pulls her up the stairs. They're almost running. I pick up their discarded uniforms and carry them up to Pam's room. The bathroom door is closed and I can hear the water running and the girls giggling. I go back down to the kitchen and fix dinner.

Pam comes down first, naked, drying her hair with a towel, a satisfied grin on her face. "Are you gonna eat dinner in the nude?" I ask.

"Why not?"

"It's not cool. Tell you what, why don't you wear that French maid's apron, the frilly one?" I retrieve it from where it's hanging behind the pantry door. She puts it on. It has a little bib front which is too small to cover her nipples and has a ribbon round her neck, and the lower half only just covers her pussy. I tie it round her waist, with a bow at the back. Her entire back is deliciously naked. I run my palms over her butt cheeks. Lu Ann comes down in her white panties and training bra.

"She wanted to put her uniform back on," says Pam, "but I told her it's too hot for clothes and it's time for her to start showing off her body like we do. It's too beautiful to be covered up all the time."

After dinner, we go back to the living room and sit on the couch, Lu Ann at one end, me at the other and Pam lying face down between us, her head in Lu Ann's lap.

"Do me," she says, "do that thing you do when I'm in your bed," she says.

"You sleep with your mom?" asks Lu Ann, incredulously.

"Since her father died, yes," I tell her. "We like to comfort each other. And when she says 'do me' she likes me to stroke her body with my fingertips, just feather touches, from shoulders to knees. You take her top half and I'll do the bottom half, like this." I start to caress her with my fingertips, running them up her thighs, over her butt to her waist, then back down again. With each pass, my fingers go deep between her legs, brushing her little brown rosebud. Lu Ann does the same with her upper torso, from her shoulders down to her butt, so that we overlap in the middle. Pam's butt gets a lot of attention. It's so cute, so firm and narrow and just looking at it gets me excited, but the touching is getting me really turned on.

After a few minutes, she says, "Now do my front." I pull the bow at her waist just in time before she flips over on to her back and Lu Ann takes takes the apron off and then she takes her little training bra off, letting us see those delicious micro-tits with their big pink nipples. Pam lies there, looking so vulnerably naked, an eager smile on her face, her legs slightly parted invitingly. We continue our caresses, with Lu Ann circling her nipples and giving them litle squeezes, then gently sliding her fingers down to Pan's belly button, while I stroke the insides of her thighs, then up to her belly, making sure to "accidentally" brush her mound as I pass. She lets out little contented humming noises.

I see Lu Ann is carefully watching my hands as they rove over my daughter's body, then, as her hand moves down to the belly button again, I place my hand on top of hers and guide it farther down to Pam's mound. When her fingers are on Pam's lips, I press gently, letting Lu Ann know that it's okay to touch the forbidden zone. I turn and give her an encouraging smile. Now, Pam's upper body is receiving the attention of only one of Lu Ann's hands, the other being busy down below. I restrict myself to Pam's thighs, running my hand higher only to go deep between her legs to her rosebud again. I can see Lu Ann's fingers running up and down Pam's little girly slit, then probing gently inside. Then her middle finger goes right in, all the way.

"Am I hurting you?" she whispers to Pam.

"No, it won't hurt a bit," murmurs Pam. "I took my own virginity with a banana a couple of weeks ago. You can finger me as deep as you like."

"I wish I'd known," I tell her. "I wish I'd been there to see my little girl fuck herself with a piece of fruit. I'd have lent you my vibrator. In fact, why don't I go upstairs and get it for you now and you can both have fun with it." I lean in, push Lu Ann's hand aside for long enough to kiss my baby's cunt, then slide from under her legs and stand up. I look at the two of them, the older in her sexy bra and panties, the younger utterly naked, being probed and masturbated by her babysitter. I have the feeling that it's my daughter who's taking the lead in this encounter, enticing Lu Ann to do things she's never done before.

I run upstairs and come down with my big pink vibrator and set it on the coffee table. I pull the leg of my tap pants to one side, letting the girls have a nice view of my dripping wet cunt and push two fingers inside myself. I touch my G spot and a thrill runs through me. I take my fingers out, put them in my mouth to taste myself, then circle my clit which is red and swollen. I'm standing not two feet in front of them, masturbating lewdly, my legs apart, my hips thrust forward. Then I slip one shoulder strap of my camisole off my shoulder so that my tit falls out. With my other hand I squeeze my breast, then pinch my nipple hard. It makes me gasp.

"Oh, my God, Mom's masturbating!" says Pam. Lu Ann looks up at me, fascinated. I give them a little show, with some not altoghether faked gasps and groans, and the two girls stare at me with amazement. "She's never done that before, at least not in front of me," says Pam.

"I do it all the time, my darling. I do it during the day when you're at school and I look at those naughty pictures of you. You should do it too, if you're not doing it already."

Pam reaches up one hand and cups Lu Ann's tiny breast. Lu Ann's fingers haven't stopped their work and they glisten with moisture as they slide in and out of my little girl's cunt. I can feel my orgasm building. I sit down on the coffee table in front of them, leaning back on one arm, my legs spread as wide as they will go, my fingers working furiously deep inside my cunt, feeling their gaze on my body, all my inhibitions flown out of the window. I feel like a total dirty fucking slut, a depraved whore, letting my daughter be molested by an older girl, and I revel in the naughtiness of what I'm doing, knowing it to be wrong, knowing it to be exactly what she and I need, hoping that she's enjoying being finger fucked just as much as I'm enjoying watching it happen. "Look at me!" I croak, my voice hoarse with lust. "Look at your mother finger-fucking herself. I'm such a fucking dirty bitch!" I take the vibrator, turn it on, and run over my throbbing clit, sending electric thrills through me, then thrust it all the way inside me.

"I love you, Mom," Pam cries, and those words are enough to send me over the top and it's like she's set my whole body on fire as my orgasm explodes and washes over me. It's a hard and long cum, lasting for at least half a minute, as the sex toy does its work. When I finally come down, I see the girls staring at me. I pull the vibrator out and suck it clean.

"Mom, you came!" says Pam, awestruck.

"Holy cow!" says Lu Ann. "I've never seen anyone do that before."

I want to ask them both about their own masturbation experiences, but this is the wrong moment. I want them to carry on loving each other.

I indicate the vibrator. "Here, use this. It's feels great on your clit, but try it inside as well." They break apart. "Lu Ann, I want you to call your Mom, and tell her I called and an emergency has happened and I need you to to stay the night here, okay?" I give her my daughter's phone and she makes the call. "Now why don't you both go up to Pam's room and close the door? I won't disturb you until it's time to get up for school tomorrow."

"I don't have any clean panties for tomorrow," says Lu Ann.

"Borrow mine," says Pam.

"Too small," I say. "Borrow mine. How about a sexy pair of tap pants like these?"

"Cool!" both girls say.

I pick up Pam's phone and my laptop and go upstairs to my bedroom, slamming the door loudly behind me. They're on their own. They can do whatever they like, all fucking night long. They're better off without me as they explore each other. I download all the pix we took to the computer, then lie on my bed, pull my tap pants down to mid thigh and start masturbating again as I scroll through the pictures. Then I close my eyes and try to picture my girl with her head between her babysitter's thighs. I hope she likes the taste of cunt as much as I do.

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It's the following afternoon. The girls got off to school this morning with little conversation, except that Lu Ann lifted her uniform skirt up for me to see a pair of my bright blue lacey tap replacing her own which are in the wash. They were late for school, in too much of a hurry to tell me about the events of last night. I spend all day trying to imagine what they got up to and I masturbate freely until my clit starts to get sore. At four o'clock, I'm lying naked on my bed when I hear Pam come in and run up the stairs.

"Hello, Mum," she says, standing at the foot of the bed.

"How did it go last night?" I ask, my heart in my mouth.

Instead of answering, she lifts the front of her uniform up and holds it with her chin, then pushes her hand down the front of her pink cotton panties and starts to finger herself. Then she says, "Mom, I'm totally in love!"

"Let me guess: You kissed."

"Yes. Over and over."

"You touched her cunt."

"And she touched mine."

"You licked her."

"And she licked me. She made me cum, Mommy. It wasn't a big cum, like yours when you thrashed around and groaned a lot. It was like a little wave breaking over me."

"It'll get better as you get older, sweetheart." Now she reaches behind with her free hand and unzips her uniform. It drops off her shoulders. She puts her second hand down her panties. I can see her fingers working furiously. Not to be outdone, I put two fingers either side of my clit and stroke up and down. I'm totally wet.

"But best of all, I made her cum. Not just once, but lots of times. It's so thrilling to make someone cum. I lost count of the times. I used my tongue and my fingers and the vibrator. She used it on me and pushed it all the way in. She said she loves me, Mommy." She takes her hands out from her panties which immediately darken with moisture at the crotch. Slowly she unbuttons her blouse in that tantalising way that drives me crazy. She shrugs it off her shoulders and just as slowly, drags her panties down to mid thigh. She starts to masturbate again, knowing that the sight of her is driving me crazy. "Look at me, Mommy, I'm doing it for you."

"I know, my darling. I fall in love with you every time I look at you. Come here, join me on the bed." She comes close enough for me to pull her panties off, then climbs on the bed and lies beside me. She turns her head and looks at me.

"Can I touch your pee pee, Mommy?" she says, grinning, and my heart melts.

I expect her to reach her hand down between my legs to take over from my own, but instead, she reverses her body, straddles my head, her cunt just inches above my face. I reach up with my hands on her upper thighs and pull her down on to me, my tongue ready and eager for her.

"Yes, this is what we did," she whispers. Now I know that it's her lips she wants to touch me with, not her fingers.

My voice is probably too muffled for her to hear when I try to say, "Yes, my darling, you can touch my pee pee."

The End.