1. A Special Request


    Date: 8/13/2016, Categories: Fetish, Mature, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    myself again. My smooth hairless cunt was slick with lubrication. I slid a finger inside, moaning out loud in spite of myself, and then removed the finger and brought it to my mouth. I tasted my juices, which I loved. I stopped and shook my head, trying to break the spell of my erotic self-arousal. Come on, girl, focus on the job! Then I picked up the white panties on the bed. I wondered if they were clean or if Emily had provided me a pair that Kathy had just worn… I sniffed the crotch, hoping to detect the scent of little girl pussy, but I couldn’t be sure. So I slipped on the panties, pulled the nightie over my head, and climbed into bed. Okay, I’m supposed to be asl**p. I’m supposed to be an innocent (or at least, mostly innocent) 11-year-old girl — not a perverted 19-year-old who’s getting off while picturing that little girl. Concentrate. Get into the role. Remember being young like that and being curious about sex. Remember playing with other little girls and kissing them. Remember always being the one who wanted more, who could never get enough kissing, who didn’t want to end the game, who needed so badly to hold them and touch their soft skin, and — Wait, this wasn’t helping. Or… Or maybe it was. Is it possible that little Kathy might have some of those same desires? Her mother, Emily, after all, is apparently a lesbian, or at least bisexual. So perhaps Kathy does think about such things. And she’s old enough now, at 11, that she could easily have started ...
    masturbating (I started even earlier), and maybe her fantasies are a bit like mine were at that age. So, as I try to pretend I’m drifting off into sl**p, I’ll put myself in Kathy’s place, and I’ll think about the other pretty little girls she might play with, and the kissing games they might have. And I’ll go further than that. I’ll imagine that she might sometimes think about her mother, about Emily’s softly rounded breasts, and her smooth thighs, and her mouth, her lips, her nipples, her cunt — Suddenly the door opened. It creaked a little and I realized that Emily had come into the room. I hoped I hadn’t messed things up by fantasizing the way I was. My pussy was soaking wet and my nipples were hard (I’d been fondling them) and although I was laying quietly under the covers and my eyes were closed, I was far from being asl**p. I waited, trying to breathe steadily, to calm myself. This was such an exciting idea that Emily had come up with! But I lay there as still as I could and tried to focus on being a sweet, innocent 11-year-old girl. With naughty desires, of course. It sounded like Emily was taking off her dress. Then I felt the mattress move and she slid in next to me under the covers. My heart pounded with excitement. What should I do? Pretend I was still asl**p? Wake up and throw myself at her? I waited to see what she would do next. I was on my side with my back to her. Emily was still for a moment, but I could feel her warmth, close to me. Then she shifted and her body was ...
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