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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
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A Palisade Author story from MrDouble's archive, 
Filename: heather4.txt
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story_codes: MFF/g(4), m/g (13/4), bgg/g, incest, oral, defloration, cons

story_intro: Having jus turned four, Heather is becoming an even busier girl. She still does her internet modeling and has even learned to swallow when a nice man cums in her mouth. And if that's not enough, she gets her cherry popped at last and later has her first kiddy gang bang.


story_language: English


Heather's Fan Club: Age 4

Written by madvlad


	The sopping, pliant surfaces of the little girl's mouth worked against the man's cock head from every angle, pressing and sliding against it. Although she was pretty well stuffed with meat, the preschooler pushed her mouth forward to take some of the shaft, her wide blue eyes locked onto those of her sixty-five year-old partner.

	The man grunted in appreciation as the little red lips nibbled on his hardness without the scrape of the tyke's baby teeth. She was well practiced. In fact, today was not only her fourth birthday but also marked the one-year anniversary of her first blowjob.

	Heather was wearing a new party dress - white with pink trim and had her blonde hair carefully braided by her mother. Completing her ensemble were the frilly-edged white ankle socks, black Mary Jane shoes, and Ben Crandall's cock embedded in her mouth.

	When Heather's tongue slithered over the tip of his glans, Ben felt his balls clench and knew he could hold back no longer. 

	"I'm cumming," he warned just before the first liquid load jolted through his dick.

	In the past, Heather always pulled back, giggling as her face and body became jism targets. But to Ben's surprise, the little girl resolutely kept her oral hold on him. Her delicate neck throbbed as she swallowed what the man was spurting into her mouth. Only when he was finished did he pull back. Turning to the woman holding the video recorder, she opened her mouth to show the pearly residue of the man's ejaculation on her little tongue.

	"That's great, Sweetie," her mother cooed. "Now swallow the rest."

	Heather did so, her nose wrinkling slightly. It didn't taste very good, but her mommy had told her that big girls swallow. And since Heather was now four, she determined on her own that she was old enough to be a big girl instead of a three-year-old baby.

	"That was a surprise," Ben noted as Heather licked her lips to ensure that everything had gone to her belly.

	"I'm a big girl, now," Heather informed him. "And big girls don't get pee-pee milk on their party dresses."

	"That's true," Ben agreed, knowing full well there would likely be stains from ice cream and cake icing all over the dress by party's end.

	Heather nodded proudly and marched out of the room to once again review the decorations her mother had put up. Of course, big girls had My Little Pony themes for their birthday parties.

	Donna chuckled at her "grown up" daughter as she powered off the camera.

	"Is Tony coming to the party?" Ben asked, referring to the little boy who liked to play rubbing games with Heather.

	Donna shook her head. 

	"Maria sent her apologies but they can't come - family obligations."

	Much to the surprise of the condo community's gossip gang (and to their dismay since they would be losing one of their favorite subjects of discussion and judgement), Maria, a single mother of a five year-old boy, had accepted a marriage proposal from one of her lovers. 

	Although she had no idea how far Tony had gone with Heather - getting naked with her and getting his penis sucked and then rubbing it against her cunny until they both came (him multiple times), Maria knew her son was curious about little girls. She figured the things he liked to do were of the "playing doctor" variety. When she told Donna about her wedding news, she also mentioned that Tony would be getting two step-sisters around his age. With a wink and a laugh, Maria said her son would be happy with all of that female company.

	Donna agreed, but would have bet that neither of the boy's two new siblings could suck him off as well as Heather could.

	"Too bad," Ben mused. "They could have had quite an after-party. I wonder when he'll discover that his dick can go inside instead of just rubbing outside?"

	"I was kind of hoping he'd learn that with Heather," Donna replied, knowing that Ben had watched all of her recorded playtime between the boy and Heather. "Now I have to come up with another plan. It's just as well, though."

	Ben raised an eyebrow.

	"What do you mean?" he asked.

	Donna sighed and leaned back.

	"I need to do something about Heather's virginity. The way things are going, she needs to get rid of her cherry but I want to do it just right."

	"I'm sure you can do it for her," Ben offered.

	"I know, but I've developed this fixation. Okay, I've developed a lot of fixations. I want her to be popped by a cock. So I thought it might happen with Tony. But it didn't. Anyway - and I've been reading up on this - he probably wouldn't be able to do much more than stretch her hymen a little. Little boys aren't big enough to get the whole job done. But I want something more. I want her first cock to not just open her, but also ejaculate. I want her to feel herself getting filled during her first time."

	Although Ben had fantasized about having Heather just that way, he knew better. In his visions, Heather was naked and sweating as she wriggled on his prick that was jammed into her straining, bald twat. But when playing with the four year-old in the real world, he had parted her cunny lips and gazed at the delicate pink surfaces in her tiny hole. Yes, she could stretch but certainly not enough for a grown man - not without some pain and injury.

	"I wish I could help there, but there's no way I'd even try," he said slowly.

	Donna patted his knee, touched by how the older gentleman would have enjoyed deflowering her little daughter.

	"I have to face the facts and get on with something else. Maybe I'll use something that Illustria sent."

	Illustria was the moderator of the underground website where Heather had become a star. The woman loved bondage and often had some of the most creative ideas when it came to keeping Heather busy. If she had her way, Heather would arrive at her preschool one day with a leather thong and nipple rings under her Disney themed attire.

	Ben looked at Donna in confusion.

	"Oh," Donna replied to his odd expression. "I didn't show you the birthday presents that Illustria sent."

	Donna went to the closet and took out a decent sized box. She set it on the bed next to Ben so he could sort through the contents. There were a few finger-sized vibrators that might work for Heather. Then there was the foot-long hard rubber dong. Just how in the hell was that supposed to fit a four year-old? Sure, there were plenty of different lubricants included in the gift assortment, but still...

	"What is this?" he asked, holding up an object whose purpose he could not fathom.

	"Oh, that's just one part," answered Donna. "Here, this tubing threads through it like this. Then you slide this part in. Turn the locking collar to set it and then chose which of the tips you want to add."

	Ben looked at the thing in amazement. Just where did someone go to college to learn how to engineer a sex toy like this? Probably California. Reaching into the box, he pulled something else out.

	"And this?" he queried in absolute puzzlement.

	Donna let out a long breath. She loved her kinks and had tried nearly everything once or twice - usually at least twice - but she was at a loss to figure this thing out and could only shake her head.

	From the front of the condo, the doorbell rang. Looking at her watch, Donna got up.

	"It's time to party," she said.

	And she walked toward the front, prepared for the invasion of little barbarians in pigtails and pink.

	"I have an idea for Heather," Ben said to Donna a few days later as she sat checking her messages on the site.

	"So does Illustria," Donna replied.

	"I'm sure she does - dozens in fact."

	"Yep. This latest one starts with immersing Heather in lightly warmed vegetable oil. Then it gets interesting."

	"Tasty. But I meant about getting Heather a squirting cock for her first time."

	Donna turned in her chair to look at him. 

	"Are you getting penis reduction surgery?" she asked.

	Placing one hand protectively over his groin, Ben took half a step backwards.

	"Certainly not. What I had in mind was my oldest grandson."

	"Jimmy?"

	"Yes, but now it's just Jim since he's a teenager - all of thirteen. He confides in me a lot - especially on the sex stuff. Don't get me wrong, he gets a long fine with his dad but you remember how awkward it was with your folks at that age."

	Donna nodded. Actually, she thought her mother would have had a stroke if Donna had mentioned that she had a vagina. The woman had gone to pieces when Donna had broached the subject of training bras when she was eleven. She doubted it was even remotely that bad with Jimmy - no, Jim - and his dad. But it could still be awkward.

	"We were thinking of having Thanksgiving up here," Ben continued. "But it would be kind of crowded with both boys and their families in. So we thought we'd invite our oldest grandchild. He's all excited - gets to take a plane ride by himself. He's old enough to fly as an unaccompanied minor."

	"Wouldn't he be more interested in girls his age who are growing boobs?" Donna asked, remembering her own adolescence well. 

	"We were doing a live video chat and I linked in to the site to show him a few things - nothing of Heather. Sure, he liked the tweens and young teens with the little titties and a little fuzz on their pussies, but he really liked the younger ones with no hair down there - he could see everything clearly. You know the video footage of that nine year-old, Lizzie, getting it from a man - several in succession, actually?"

	"Oh yes," Donna replied emphatically, having given herself a few good cums while watching that one.

	"He couldn't get enough of that one. And he loved just looking at photos of Molly."

	"Which Molly? I can think of three of them on the site."

	"The youngest one."

	"She's three. Hmm...do you think Heather will be too old for him?"

	"I think we're safe," Ben laughed. "I asked him how big he was when he was erect - I think he'll be just right for Heather. And yes, he can shoot."

	"Here we are," Donna chuckled. "A couple of perverted matchmakers."

	
It was the day after Thanksgiving. Donna and Heather had joined the Crandalls and their grandson the day before. Jim had been great with the little girl, giving her rides on his back and patiently listening as she told him all about the world of My Little Pony - leaving him with far more knowledge about the plot intricacies and character development of the fictional equines than any thirteen year-old boy should be subjected to. 

	But Donna could also tell by how the boy the boy looked at Heather every once in a while that Ben had told them of their plans. BY evening's end, Donna and Heather had left quite stuffed from the meal. And today, Heather was going to get stuffed in a different way.

	Despite being nine years older than his prospective sex partner, Jim was nervous when they arrived. The presence of the video camera didn't worry him - he thought it would be neat to be in some videos like the ones his grandpa let him watch.

	The best way for Jim to get over his nerves, ben declared, was to get right down to business. Although she was disappointed that her new friend hadn't come over to play ponies with her, Heather happily undressed when she was told they were going to do other things that meant getting undressed. Jim also disrobed, his heart hammering in anticipation.

	As soon as her clothing was scattered on the floor, Heather flopped onto her bed wearing nothing but a smile. She spread her legs for Jim, presenting him with his first live pussy. He touched her tentatively with one finger, pushing lightly on the child's hairless mound. The soft flesh compressed and the boy slowly moved his digit around the plump little treasure. Cautiously, he traced the line of her slit, curious as to what lay inside but reluctant to prod inward.

	"Go ahead," Donna encouraged. "She won't break."

	Jim pulled the pudgy labia open, revealing the delicate, pink portal inside. Just beyond it was a thin barrier he knew he would be breaching today. His finger explored her, slipping into her entrance and touching the hymen before he pulled away. Heather murmured contentedly as she was lightly molested. She was moistening nicely and she got wetter when the young teen examined the workings of her tiny clit. 

	"Wow, look at her," Jim breathed as he admired the four year-old's glistening inner genitals. 

	"You should have a taste," Ben suggested.

	Jim took it slowly, wondering how a girl would taste. She was a little salty and had a light flavor that he couldn't quite describe. But it wasn't bad at all. When he decided to try a few more licks, Heather wrapped her legs around his head just as Ben and Donna knew she would. 

	"She won't let go until you make her cum, now," Donna told the boy.

	It was not a bad predicament and Jim lustily sucked and lapped the preschooler's bald twatlet, forcing her to produce more of those delicious young juices. Heather's hands joined her legs on Jim's head, holding him against her crotch as she squirmed and panted.  Further excited, Jim lost all of his previous nervous restraint and went at the tiny sexpot with lustful hunger. The tyke squealed as she was eaten, rewarding her lover with a burst of her immature nectar as she came against his mouth. 

	Releasing Jim's head, Heather spread her limbs wide on the bed. His face flushed, Jim stood up awkwardly. 

	"Look what you made Jim do, Heather," Donna said, pointing to the boy's thin erection.

	"I suck?" Heather asked, getting nods from Ben and her mother. 

	Jim just stood mutely was the little girl slid to the edge of the bed and examined his adolescent equipment. A spare collection of pubic hair sat above the base of his penis which Heather toyed with using two fingers. He was bigger than Tony but not nearly as big as his grandfather. Heather thought he was nicely sized and promptly sealed her lips around the head. 

	Jim sucked in a sharp breath through clenched teeth at the oral contact. Heather pushed forward, sucking as she took more of the boy's prick in her mouth. Her tongue greeted the young cock, acting as a warm, slick pillow over which the underside slid. Heather managed to get just enough of him in before her nose was tickled by a few of his hairs. With a muffled peep, she drew back, and forward again.

	Jim had developed no sense of control yet and he saw no reason for it as his cock was blown wonderfully by the preschooler. His balls emptied, shooting spurts of teenage semen into Heather's waiting mouth. The little girl swallowed every drop and she beamed proudly after letting Jim's penis free of her mouth.

	"I got pee-pee milk in my tummy," she announced for the others as well as the running video camera. 

	"That's my good girl," Donna cooed. "When Jimmy gets hard again, we're going to do something new."

	The setting was perfect, taking place on Heather's bed with the bedspread festooned with prancing cartoon ponies. Jim sat toward the camera, his erection pointing up as Heather climbed into his lap with her back against his chest. She wriggled a little, enjoying the touch of his hardness against her cunny. As she was still wet inside, they got right to business. 

	With Ben helping his grandson, Heather was lifted and then lowered. The tip of the boy's dick slid between the pudgy labia, disappearing as it pressed into her straining entrance. Heather whined as she slowly opened, only to feel something blocking the intrusion.

	"I...I think I'm at her cherry," Jim gasped, looking pale.

	"Pull her down," Ben whispered. 

	Holding Heather by her sides, Jim forced the girl down further. The membrane surrendered, giving way as the thirteen year-old's prick worked past the child's torn maidenhead.

	"Owwww!" Heather complained, her face reddening and her eyes threatening tears. 

	"It's okay, Sweety," Donna called from behind the camera. "He's making you a big girl."

	Heather whimpered and sniffled, but the pain was already receding. With Ben's encouragement, Jim slowly pulled her further down. The preschooler's tiny virgin cuntlet was stretched and penetrated, barely taking the boy's entire organ inside. 

	"Mommy, he's in my pee-pee," Heather said in a soft voice.

	Holding the camera steady, Donna turned her gaze from the view screen to see her deflowered little daughter in person. Heather's hairless twat was well and truly skewered by the stiff and slender prick. Both the spreading of the plump mons and the fact that only the base of Jim's dick was visible told the story of the tyke's new condition.

	"Now the good part begins," she told the girl. 

	Jim lifted the child; his penis displaying the red stains of Heather's lost virginity. When he brought her down again, both the boy and the girl made a surprised noise as the hardness ravished her tight and slippery interior. Donna envied her daughter - just four years old and she was getting completely filled with a nice hard cock.

	The young teen worked the preschooler up and down on his prick, gradually gaining speed. Watery red marks smeared around the smooth milky skin of Heather's snatch where it rubbed against the boy's dick. In turn, Jim's member was shiny with the girl's juices which, by the gooey noises her pussy was producing, were flowing nicely. Both Jim and Heather looked down, watching as his shaft moved in and out of her impossibly little twat hole. 

	"I can't h...ungh!" Jim gasped.

	His balls released, pumping a load that filled the four year-old's tiny womb with adolescent seed. Murmuring and squirming, Heather took her first insemination in amazement, placing a hand over her lower belly as she felt the cloud of heat bursting from within.

	"Oh! He put pee-pee milk in my pee-pee and it's in my tummy!"

	Heather rubbed her stomach, entranced by the result of her first copulation. Handing the camera to Ben, Donna went to the bed and eased the girl from Jim's cock. Tenderly laying her on the bed, she looked at a trickle of semen oozed from the stained opening of the child's hairless cunny. 

	Pressing her mouth to Heather's freshly violated quim, Donna sucked the boy's ejaculate from her, tasting the coppery tinge in it from the last of the girl's sundered virginity. Heather's legs came around her head and Donna welcomed the touch of those silky little thighs pressing against her cheeks. With her tongue aiding in taking the semen out of her daughter's body, Donna cleaned her well, continuing well past the point where only little girl juice was leaking until Heather moaned and shuddered. 

	Donna slid up, extending her tongue toward Heather's mouth. Heather stuck her tongue out and mother and daughter shared a long and lewd kiss as one maternal finger entered the child's newly deflowered sex. Keeping her mouth in contact with Heather's Donna fingered her, teaching her new pleasures until the tiny channel convulsed wetly around the digit as Heather rode her latest climax. 

	Jim was hard again and he took Donna's place as he mounted the preschooler. Letting Ben still handle the camera, Donna eagerly watched as the teen once again drilled her baby girl's snug and tender cunt.

	"Merry Christmas!"

	"Same to you, Maria," Donna said as she arrived with Heather in tow. "This was quite a surprise."

	"Have you been to Stephan's before?" Maria asked.

	"No, but I heard they are wonderful. Thank you so much for the appointment."

	"After everything you did for me - watching Tony all those times - I can't thank you enough."

	Stephan's was a day spa and Maria had surprised Donna with a pre-paid appointment for a manicure and pedicure. And she offered to watch Heather.

	"That's Tony?" Donna asked as a dark-haired boy of six came to the door with two girls behind him. "He's grown!"

	"That's my little man," Maria said proudly. "And these are my step-daughters, Tina - she's also six, and Katie is five."

	The girls were easy to spot as sisters as they shared the same curly brown hair and light blue eyes. They greeted Heather with Tony and quickly had her follow them as they raced upstairs.

	"I guess that means, 'Bye, Mommy'. I'm sure they'll stay busy," Maria laughed.

	Donna shared the laugh and thanked her again. As she returned to the car, she wondered how they would stay busy and if Tony would include his new sisters.

	Tina and Katie knew all about the things that Tony liked to do and quickly stripped along with their new stepbrother and his little friend. Heather was soon on her knees in front of the boy, sucking on his little pecker until he jerked with his dry orgasm. Tina had been whispering to Katie and now had Heather climb onto the bed with them.

	"Daddy has movies where ladies have sex," Tina told Heather. "Sometimes, lots of them do it all together. You want to see how?"

	"Uh huh," Heather replied, nodding.

	They had Heather lie on her back and then Katie straddled her face.

	"Lick me," she said.

	And Heather did. Soon, high-pitched Sapphic moans arose as the four hear-old tongued the kindergartner's bald snatch. Watching her little sister get pleasured, Tina lay with her head between Heather's legs and returned the favor, dining on the smaller girl's delectable cunny using techniques like she had seen in her father's porn collection. She was pleased when Heather curled her legs around her head and munched heartily on Heather's dripping twat.

	Tina could hear Katie's small cries - a sound she was familiar with - as she came on Heather's face. It was not long afterward that Heather bucked against Tina's mouth, climaxing wetly as the six year-old lapped her fluids. 

	Katie climbed off of Heather, allowing Tina to slide up on top of Heather. Pinning Heather's wrists to the mattress, she growled, "Now I'm gonna fuck you hard".

	Katie clapped her hands. It was just like one of their favorite scenes from "Cell Block D Dykes, Volume IV".  Tina's slender body undulated as she humped her cunt against Heather's. The smaller girl moaned lightly and opened her legs more widely.

	Watching the little lesbians at play, Tony pulled Katie from the bed. The five year-old understood his intentions and stood bent over, her upper body on the bed. Tony knew just where to aim - the smooth, cleft bulge showing just below the five year-old's ass. As Katie watched her sister take Heather, her stepbrother's hard cock plowed into her slippery twat. Tony had watched his stepfather's porn with his stepsisters and gave the tot a lively fuck from behind.

	As she was getting to the good part, Tina's exhalations flooded Heather's face. Heather tried to respond by bumping up with her hips but Tina kept her pushed down to the bed there. With a coating of mixed sex juices pressed between them, the pair of little girl twats ground each other, the plaint flesh flattening with the lascivious contact. Tina grunted as she came but Heather hadn't got there yet. 

	Tony was in mid stroke with Katie, already having cum once while getting the little girl heated up. She whined in complaint when he pulled out and leaped onto the bed. Similarly aroused, Heather was hoping for more action and got it when Tony climbed over her.

	"Now we're going to do real fucking," he told her. "Not the rubbing stuff like we did. I'm going to put my dicky in your hole."

	Heather nodded, glad that he understood the fun way to do this. But why didn't he know that before? Maybe Jim had told him. Jim was a very nice big boy and Heather was sure he must have told Tony.

	After folding Heather's legs against her torso, Tony jammed his hard prick into her swampy little cunt. Like the good lover she was, Heather took all one and a half inches of boy cock inside her. Tony grunted in satisfaction as he nailed the preschooler right to the hilt. Then he fucked like a jackrabbit, getting a hot cock massage from the snug, four year-old pussy. 

	Tina took Tony's place behind Katie, reaching in front to insert two fingers into Katie's slit. The girls stood pressed together as they admired the action on the bed. While watching Tony's cock pumping in and out of the bald, stretched twat of Heather, Katie trembled and came with her big sister's fingers mauling her snatch.

	By luck of timing, Tony and Heather came together. Although she always loved the spray of hot cum inside her when she was with Jim, she somehow found this mutual orgasm very special.

	"Toooonyyyy!" Maria called. "Heather's mom is back."

	None of the kids had any sense of timing and froze when they heard Maria's voice. Heather had Tony's prick in her mouth while she was kneeling over Katie's face, getting licked. Tina sighed from where she was watching the trio with her fingers busy between her legs.

	With some grumbling, Tony and Katie moved away so Heather could get dressed. When her daughter came downstairs with her shoes on the wrong feet and her hair and clothing rumpled, Donna was sure that Heather had a good time while she was away. Too bad there weren't cameras in the room.

	Richard Melton's pinched frown might have indicated that he had bitten into a rotten lemon. In reality, the bad fruit may have been preferable to the inane list of miniscule safety concerns be recited by Francine McDougal, an inspector for his plant's insurance company. Jesus, she was a lifeless bitch! Well, she was a bit prissy as she went through the maddening details, so there was that faint hint of humanity.

	"Wait a minute," the plant's head of engineering interjected. "You're counting incorrectly terminated ground wires as a major violation?"

	Francine stared at him blandly and replied in a voice that matched her expression.

	"Seven improperly terminated wires at the ground connections. They should have the proper lug on the end, not bare wires twisted around the stud and tightened with a nut."

	"Okay, but that's not major," the engineering manager insisted.

	Francine looked at her pad briefly before returning the same look to the man. 

	"That's up by two from the previous year and five from the initial findings two years ago. Not are you not correcting the identified problems, you are allowing the trend to continue. Major violation."

	
When the meeting ended thirty minutes later, the inspection team murmured their goodbyes to Richard's management group and left. 

	"What a fucking bitch," the engineering manager grumbled to Richard, receiving a nod in agreement. "It's like she gets off on making people squirm."

	"The problem, Richard replied. "Is that she's probably never gotten off, period."

	That got sniggers all around. Francine might have been at least attractive if she bothered to use any make-up, put a little style in her hair, and wear something besides the frumpy garb she favored. Smiling once in a while might not hurt, either.

	"What she needs," Richard continued. "Is a big hard dick to loosen her up."

	"Would never happen," the engineer said. "She's wind up measuring it an inspecting to make sure it was attached and grounded properly. Then write a report."

	The sniggers turned into laughs.

	Francine sat alone in the airport. The other inspectors were flying to different places but had congregated in one of the bars in the terminal as they waited. She hadn't been invited and if she had been, she would have tonelessly declined. Dialing home on her cell, she noted with approval that the house phone was answered on the first ring.

	"Hello, Mistress," said the teenage voice.

	"Hello Margot," Francine said. "All is in perfect order?"

	"Yes, Mistress. And Laura is awaiting the insertion."

	Francine nodded, knowing the ten year-old would be strapped in place with her asshole lightly oiled. Margot would have a butt plug on hand - a larger size than Laura had experience before. 

	"Proceed," she ordered. 

	Francine sat perfectly still and expressionless as she heard grunting and a strangled cry over the phone.

	"It is done, Mistress," Margot reported.

	"Let me speak to Laura."

	"Hello, Mistress," a younger, strained voice, croaked over the phone.

	"Now that everything is in place, do your exercises - I want the full routine done twice before bedtime."

	"Yes, Mistress."

	Laura sounded out of breath with the wider breach of her anus. Well, that was what these exercises were for. 

	"Put Margot on," Francine instructed.

	"Yes Mistress," Margot answered immediately.

	"I shall be home late tonight and will be attending to work. You shall ensure that everything is in order for tomorrow. We are having our scheduled company."

	"As you wish, Mistress."

	Margot placed the phone back in purse. After presenting her report tomorrow, she could put her legal birth name and persona away for a while in favor of her alter ego. Good bye, Francine McDougal. And hello, Illustria.

	When Donna rang the bell, she was greeted by a teenage girl in a skimpy, red leather bikini with a matching dog collar. The girl smiled warmly at the mother and daughter.

	"I am Margot," the girl said. "I shall prepare Heather for the Mistress and Laura shall attend to you. As the Mistress instructed, you will be able to watch on the TV and will get a copy of the video on disc for your own use. Of course, it will also be posted on Mistress' website."

	"Of course," Donna replied, both a little uneasy and a lot horny. 

	When she had offered to finally let Illustria spend some time with Heather, she had specified no piercings or other permanent marks. The website goddess agreed, but stipulated that the first time, Donna could not be present in the same room.

	"Mothers sometimes interfere," she explained. "It's best that you relax and watch. Of course, we can involve you in some group activities with Heather during later visits."

	Heather gave Margot a friendly hello and was picked up and kissed by the teen before being carried off. After being directed to the living room, Donna sat alone until a slim young preteen girl entered. She waddled slightly, making her nipple rings jiggle on her flat chest and beads of sweat lined the top of her forehead. The piercings were the only thing the girl was wearing.

	"Are you alright?" Donna asked as she examined the girl's gait.

	"Oh yes," Laura replied before she turned around to present the enormous plug jammed in her rear. "Mistress has given me a new present."

	With that, Laura got to her knees in front of Donna and pushed the woman's skirt up. As Illustria had suggested, Donna didn't have any underwear on and the ten year-old commenced to performing cunnilingus on her while Donna waited for the TV screen to show her daughter's next adventure. In short order, an image of Heather appeared. She was completely nude suspended by her cuffed hands from an overhead bar. Similar cuffs held her ankles which were otherwise freely hanging like the rest of her body.

	As Margot had been friendly, showering the child with kisses as she undressed her and cuffed her into place, Heather was unafraid although a little confused by this new game. Margot picked up a video camera and focused it on her, sending the signal to the television in the living room. 

	When Illustria appeared in full dominatrix gear, she gazed at the bound little blonde with undisguised lust. She looked nearby where an object lay properly prepared. Giving a Margot a glance of approval, she turned her attention squarely on the child.

	"Well, Heather," she said in a syrupy voice that didn't entirely match the underlying feral edge. "I'm going to make you my cum bitch today."

	"I'll get a happy pee-pee?" Heather asked innocently.

	"Mmm...more than you know."

	Illustria lifted the girl's bound ankles, dropping the legs over her head so that they settled on her shoulders with her feet remaining cuffed behind her neck. She had seen how Heather liked to put her legs around anyone licking her quim. But Illustria's intent was to trap the girl like this.

	With Margot expertly zooming in, Illustria lapped at Heather's bald little twat, making the surface shiny. Then she spread the chubby labia apart and using her incredibly skilled tongue to sweep at the tyke's pink interior. When she began diddling the baby clit with her mouth organ, the child began to squirm. 

	Years of exercise made Illustria's tongue strong and supple. She could also roll the sides in, making it more cylindrical but she held off on that for now. Making the little girl juicy while she prodded, she set her close to climax before she trapped the clitty between her tongue and upper front teeth. Sweeping her tongue sideways, she ground the tip of the sensitive nubbin against the edges of her teeth, eliciting a squeak and moan from Heather as she came.

	With fluids rolling from the tyke's sex, Illustria rolled her tongue. Keeping her lips away from the hairless vulva so the camera could capture her action, Illustria thrust her tongue into Heather's pussy. The cumming preschooler squeaked more loudly at the sudden penetration and tried to jerk her legs. But of course, she couldn't get free now.

	After a few stabs with her tongue to show what her mouth movements looked like when doing so, Illustria pushed forward, her lips capturing the smooth, puffy pearl of little girlhood. She compressed around the tender cunny flesh, adding her teeth with just enough pressure to let Heather know how her defenseless her adorable cunt now was. Now she fucked the girl more deeply in her tiny sex tube, forcing the four year-old's sex to expand. 
It was hard work in such a tight space, even making Illustria's tongue cramp a bit. But she was rewarded with a copious flow of childish twat nectar as Heather's pussy responded as it was designed to - lubricate to aid the penetration. 

	Fresh off of one orgasm, Heather wanted a rest but could not stop for wriggle her way out of the tongue fucking her tiny cuntlet was being subjected to. The second orgasm, forced upon her, was more intense and the child could only squeal and squirm as the relentless copulation continued. 

	Illustria signaled to Margot to keep the camera on them while handing the lubed vibrator to her mistress. The coating was made of pliable gel with a knobby surface. It was thin - about as wide as a man's middle finger. 

	As she kept impaling Heather's pussy with her tongue, Illustria pressed the buzzing tip between the girl's bouncy little ass cheeks. The confused murmur from Heather told Illustria what she suspected - the girl had never been used back there. With a sharp twist of her hand to rotate the toy, she wrenched it into the preschooler's snug anus. The tiny orifice was abruptly pushed open, drawing a stunned yelp from Heather as she was violated there for the first time.

	In the living room, Donna's cunny jerked a second time as she came against Laura's obedient mouth when she saw the bright purple vibrator pierce Heather's milky rump. Her daughter had been a virgin there but was quickly getting that vestige of innocence demolished.

	Heather had known nothing of anal sex, but now the girl was learning as the lubrication from the dildo heated her rectum while the thrusting and twisting knobbed surface agitated her. Illustria had been forced to remove her tongue from the child's twat tunnel as only so much could fit inside her (for now). Some discomfort at first was fine, but she didn't want to subject the sweet tyke to outright pain. Perhaps later she might come to crave a little of that in proper measures like Margot and Laura. But she didn't think Donna would go for that and even Illustria respected those limits.

	So she continued to ream the four year-old's ass with the thin vibrator while nibbling and tonging as much of her soupy young cunt as she could. Heather's squeals and squirms were simply adorable and Illustria could tell that the confused child was being bombarded by more arousal than she could bear. The pressure and friction against the nerve clusters of her expanded asshole were a new set of stimulations that snowballed with her lightly stinging rectal tubing and the orally battered twat. 

	With a squeaky, warbling cry, the doubly assaulted preschooler came ferociously. Her anus clenched at the intruding dildo and her tiny pussy squirted its juice into the woman's mouth. Then the girl went limp.

	Illustria gently removed the vibrator and lifted Heather's legs up and let her hang free again. The child's mouth hung partly open, her tongue resting against her puffy red lips with bubble of saliva forming there. Her eyes were glassy and Illustria was pleased to have sexed the four year-old into a temporary state of oblivion. After a few minutes, Heather's eyes cleared somewhat but Illustria could tell the girl was still stunned by the ferocity of her last orgasm. Stroking Heather's cheek, she spoke softly to her.

	"You just took a big step in learning, my juicy little toy. When someone plays with more than one part of your body at the same time, you can cum harder if it's done right. Do you understand?"

	Heather digested this for a moment and then nodded and replied.

	"My pee-pee and my bottom are friends."

	Illustria laughed, accepting that her explanation had just been trumped. Turning to Margot, she issued her next instructions. 

	"Take her down and bring her to your bed. You and Laura can play with her all night - just be slow and gentle and let her rest as she needs to."

	"Yes, Mistress."

	"As for any more kinky stuff," Illustria continued with a smirk. "I'll save that for Mama. She's mine tonight."

	"I have just the perfect bikini in mind for Heather," Illustria's message read. "Complete with accessories."

	Donna giggled as her imagine ran with that. With summer soon arriving, she had taken Heather sopping for new swimwear. The blue starfish one-piece still fit but the pink Little Mermaid one was too tight - at least for public wear. But Heather had done some modeling poses with the crotch riding up into her slit and making the white, hairless sides of her cunny bulge out. The seat of the thing looked more like a thong as Heather's buttocks popped free.

	To replace it, Donna found a red two-piece. It wasn't nearly as skimpy whatever Illustria had in mind but it showed off Heather's cuddly form in an innocent way for some people and in a more enticing way to those who had a fondness for the very young. Turning away from the computer monitor, Donna checked on the tripod-mounted video camera's view screen

	At the present, Heather's new suit was repositioned to be very revealing as she was on her hands and knees on her bed. The tops were pushed up to display her bare chest and the bottoms were pulled down to her knees. Heather had no comment as she was busily sucking Ben's prick. 

	Behind her, was Jim, who was visiting for Spring Break. The teen was sluicing his cock in and out of the preschooler's dripping pussy, making her ass cheeks quiver while the bald, plump labia of her cunt were splayed on either side of his thrusting shaft. Her tiny pussy gurgled with the lewd action inside, sending some of her fluids trickling down her sides. There was also the occasional slurp as she readjusted her oral pull on Ben's meat.

	Simultaneously her two lovers came. Grandfather and grandson pumped their thick wads of sperm into the very busy four year-old, heating her tummy and her baby maker as each place was saturated. It wasn't quite warm enough outside for the pool, but Heather was going to be plentifully hot enough until then.



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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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