Hot, crisp, white rolls, fresh butter, Jacky's coffee - an excellent start to the day. A little rain last night; the beach is fresh and clean this morning as the sun climbs once more.
"You got plans today?" asks Jacky as he refills my cup. I shake my head. "Nothing on the agenda. Just gonna see what the day brings."
He smiles, his eyes crinkling. "Sometimes that's how the best days start," he says, gazing down the street. He cocks his head, then turns to me and raises an eyebrow. The faintest of nods towards the street, then a big wink, then he's fading into the back of the cafe.
I turn, and it's the pram I recognise first. Without a doubt it's the same pram I came across on my first day, and presumably it has the same lovely little lady in residence. It doesn't roll onto Jacky's terrace all by itself, of course; a young woman pushes it, and while she might conceivably be the little lady's big sister, I reckon she's mum. A slightly grungy, slightly chavvy mum, but young and very attractive. A mum I'd like to fuck, for sure.
"Morning!" I say cheerfully.
Mum is late teens, surely no older, and blonde like her daughter, although mum's is bleached several shades lighter than it should be. She's strikingly attractive, lips a seductive red-painted bow, eyes a dark blue framed in thick eyeliner and bruise-purple eyeshadow, a perfect oval face hung with two long plaits tied up in shabby pink ribbon. She's wearing a ragged black t-shirt and a short denim skirt, and she fills both garments with the most fabulous set of curves - hips, ass, tits are voluptuously present and plenty more than correct.
She smiles. "Aw'right." She parks the pram at a table by the kerb and reaches inside to lift out the occupant. It is indeed the same lovely little girl I remember; she looks around, spots me across the intervening table, and breaks out in a gorgeous grin. She raises a tiny hand and grabs towards me - a baby wave.
"Ga!" she says happily.
"Hi, honey," I reply, giving her a baby wave back. Mum looks confused and intrigued at the same time. "We know each other?"
"I'd remember that," I reply, grinning. "No, but I've met your daughter before; along in the park, a little while ago."
I stand and walk over, offering my hand and introducing myself. She takes it; her hand is soft and warm, as is her smile. Her eyes sparkle beautifully.
"Aw, right, I get it! Right, so, I'm Melanie - Mel -" she replies. "and this li'le madam is Poppy."
"Hi Melanie-Mel," I wink, "And hi Poppy! What a beautiful name. Hello, gorgeous!" I hold out a finger towards her. She takes my hand and pulls it towards her mouth, all rosy cheeks and big grin, four tiny teeth making her smile as cute as anything.
"Mmm, careful with those teeth, sweetie!" I chuckle. She presses my knuckle against her beautiful little mouth and sucks it, adorable little creature that she is. She coos and gurgles happily. She's in white and blue today, a simple white dress with big blue spots, and little lacy white socks.
I wriggle my finger a little against her super-soft lips, and switch my gaze easily between daughter and mother. Her mother does the same, watching my face from under her brows, then my fingers at her baby girl's mouth.
"You wanna coffee?" I ask eventually, taking my finger from Poppy's mouth. "Jacky's is the best around here."
"No, ta. Maybe a glass of water, though - fizzy, yeah?" She blinks slowly at me; her eyelashes are heavily mascara'd, to some effect.
"Sure thing," I say, and head inside to fetch her a San Pelegrino. I return to a truly beautiful sight.
"Don't mind do ya?" says Mel, a little combatively, as I set the water down on the table next to her. I sit down next to her. "Now why in the world would I possibly mind?" I ask with a grin.
She's raised her t-shirt and is breast feeding Poppy. Her tits are fabulous - or at least the one I can see plain as day is - big, round, heavy-looking, with a dark pink nipple stark against the pale flesh. She cradles the little darling tenderly across her lap; her false fingernails are criss-crossed red on white.
"Poppy's a year but she still loves 'er feed twice a day," she says by way of explanation.
"Honey," I reply, "if I were Poppy I'd never be off you. Do you mind me watching?"
Colour rises in her cheeks at this; she ducks her head, then looks up again, coyly this time. It makes her look super-cute.
"No," she says.
"It's such a beautiful thing, watching a mother feed her daughter," I say, moving my chair around until I'm right next to her. "Beautiful, and incredibly sexy." It seems entirely natural to slip my arm around her shoulders; Mel glances at me, her eyes glowing. The two of us watch Poppy suckling happily.
"Do you find it sexy, Mel?" I ask softly.
She turns again, her red lips parted, her eyelashes flickering.
"Yeah," she breathes.
We kiss, a long, slow, lingering, exploratory kiss. Our breathing is faster when we break. We stare at each for a time, then kiss again, our tongues sliding over one another, our lips moving languorously. I caress her breast, taking the weight in my hand; it's full and luscious and succulent. Her nipple is wet.
"Incredibly sexy," I murmur when we break again. Her eyelids flicker as I watch her and knead her heavy breast gently. Beads of milk ooze from the large, pink nipple. Still cradling her breast, I lower my head. Her skin is soft, almost as soft as her daughter's. My lips brush the pale curve until they find the tall, wet point of her nipple. Slowly I encircle her nipple with my lips, and suck.
"Ohhh... my God..."
Her milk slowly fills my mouth. It's deliciously rich, full-fat and creamy, and sweet. My fingers drift down to rest between her baby daughter's silk-smooth thighs as I suckle on her soft, fat tit. Her nipple is long and stiff between my lips. My cock throbs in my shorts. What a good mother she is. What a lovely daughter she has.
I drink her richly heady brew for a long, delicious minute before I let her nipple slip slowly from my mouth. I take her head in my hand and kiss her trembling lips, long and slow.
"Delicious, honey," I murmur. "Wow."
We sit for a time as Poppy finishes her feed. I caress Mel's breast as we talk softly. I point out my place just along the street, and the park on the corner, and suggest we stop by mine, put together a little picnic then take Poppy for a play in the park. Mel's eyes are shining, her colour high. I imagine the heat between her legs; I'm sure I can scent that heat right now.
"That sounds real nice," she murmurs.
She lays a sleepy-looking Poppy back into the pram and reclines it. I glance down into the pram. Poppy is looking up at us, her head on one side, as if assessing us. She grins, a big googly grin, then grimaces.
"I think Poppy needs changed," I smile. "C'mon."
The day is warming up nicely but the hall in my place is cool and dim. I park the pram and Mel lifts Poppy out. I kiss her cheek and her tiny nose and she coos at me. Her nappy is definitely in need of a change.
"Her changing stuff is in the bottom of the pram," says Mel. "Could you bring it...?"
"Sure, no problem. Come on through to the living room."
The living room is bright and sunny. I unroll Poppy's portable changing mat all ready for her. I leave Mel to do the necessary while I throw a picnic into a thermal bag in the kitchen. When I return Mel is sitting cross-legged watching as a beautifully naked Poppy crawls happily around the big rug.
"I left her nappy off, hope that's OK?" says Mel. "She won't need..."
"No problem, honey," I smile, watching Poppy's tiny, chubby little butt. "Rugs wash. And beside, who could resist such a gorgeous little girl?" I address this partly to Poppy as I recline next to Mel on the rug. The little cutie crawls up and I roll her over on the rug and lean over, blowing a big, windy raspberry on her little tummy. She gurgles with delight. Her skin is smooth and clear and tastes of pure baby girl. I look at her. She grins her toothy little grin; I grin back, and razz her delicious tummy again.
I start to kiss her all over her little body, from her lovely soft arms, across the tiny nipples of her baby-chubby tits down to her gorgeous little belly button. I kiss softly, gently, slowly, tasting her sweet skin as I work my way down. Her tummy creases cutely a little way below her belly button - a line of demarcation which I kiss my way across as Mel watches intently. Poppy's pussy mound is delightfully soft and smooth, divided by a seductively neat and beautiful crevice. She smells of perfection; she tastes of perfection. I kiss her pussy, taking her lips between mine; my tongue tickles the inside of her little slit. My cock rejoices, straining in my shorts.
"Beautiful," I murmur, raising my head. Mel is leaning in, watching me, her breathing ragged, her face flushing. "Sugar and spice and everything nice," I say softly. "Taste her." I pull her face toward mine and kiss her; her mouth opens avidly. Poppy coos and giggles beneath us. I pull Mel lower as we kiss, until our faces meet right above Poppy's gorgeous little pussy.
I go down on her again. At my quiet request Mel lifts one of her daughter's chubby little legs and I lift the other; Poppy gurgles delightfully as we spread her thighs to display the wonderful girlish charms between her legs. I lick the creases and crevices between her pussy and her thighs; between her gorgeous little buttocks; between her fabulous baby pussy lips. Every now and then I raise my head to kiss her mother long and hot; then I dip my head and feast on her baby-soft pussy and tiny little asshole. Mel's hand finds my cock, fumbles at the zipper of my shorts. She unzips me, wriggling inside with trembling hand to find my cock as I lick her baby daughter's pussy in front of her. Her fingers slide around the tingling head of my cock, my tight skin slippery with precum.
I roll onto my back, lifting Poppy into the air as I do. She grins down at me, her little legs waving. I grin back, then stick out my tongue and wave it at her. She gives a wonderful little giggle as I lower her onto my face, sitting her gorgeous pussy right onto my open mouth. "Om nom nom!" I call as my lips close around hers. My tongue wriggles into the beautiful crease between pussy and asshole and I suck her sweetness. I lift her again as she giggles and squirms, then lower her once more, and suck her soft, delicious pussy mound as if it were a ripe and luscious fruit. I feel Mel's hot mouth close around the head of my cock; I feel her moaning into my cock as I lick her baby's pussy and wriggle my tongue in tiny opening of her baby cunt.
Such lovely, perfect little ladies. For ten minutes I lick the gorgeous baby girl between her legs, now squatting on me and chuckling beautifully, now lying on my chest with her sweet little bottom in my face, while her hot and panting teenage mother sucks my cock with skill and passion. Ten ecstatic minutes until, with Poppy's baby butt covering my mouth, I can hold back no longer. I groan loudly, arch my back, my blood-rigid cock spasms and spurts and I cum long and hard in Mel's eager mouth. I bury my nose between Poppy's tiny soft buttocks as her mother sucks the pumping semen out of me like a half-starved whore.
Eventually I roll into a sitting position, still holding Poppy carefully. Mel is wild eyed, her nipples tight against the black cotton of her t-shirt, a smear of semen on her wet, red lips. I reach for her, pull her towards me, kiss her hard and deep. I taste my cum in her mouth; she tastes her baby girl's cunt in mine.
"C'mon," I say when we break, "the sun's shining. Let's get out."
The day is warm and clear as we step out for the short walk. I carry the picnic bag, Mel pushes a bright and chatty Poppy, upright and smiling in her pram in fresh nappy and blue-spotty dress. I stroke Mel's tight ass through her denim skirt and kiss her again. Poppy gurgles.
We cross the street and stroll towards the park, but as we pass an apartment block my attention is diverted by the appearance of a girl from the main door. I slow and stop and turn and watch. Mel stops a few paces ahead, puzzled. "Whassup?"
It's her, the passing girl from my first day here, the ten-year old dreamboat: same long, straight brown hair, same denim shorts, same long, perfect legs. Clearly today is a day of deja vu.
Her t-shirt is different; it's pink with a big heart stitched on with silver sequins, but the twin shadows thrown by her pertly budding tits are the same. I cock my hands on my hips and gaze as she steps from the apartment path to the street.
She looks coolly sideways at me as she turns left toward the harbour end of town. Her gaze matches her strong, confident, beautiful face. Just like the first time, she smiles at the blatant nature of my attention, looking across over her shoulder at me as I stand and stare. She stops and half-turns toward me.
"Hi," she says.
"Hi gorgeous," I reply, openly admiring the fabulous tan of her legs, her soft, strong features and the two lovely bumps in her t-shirt. My cock, still semi-erect, twitches in appreciation, dampening my shorts.
Her smile widens, either at the cheesiness or the sincerity of my greeting. "You live across the street," she states, nodding towards my place. Her fingers take up a strand of her hair and twist it; the gesture is simple, childish and astonishingly seductive.
"And so do you," I reply, grinning back. She laughs at this.
"I guess I do. Nice to talk to you. I gotta run."
"You too, honey. See you again."
Her fingers flicker in a wave, then she turns and continues on her way. I watch her ass rolling deliciously in her shorts until the curve of the street takes her away; I'm sure she knows I'm watching her. What an angel! And now I know where she lives!
Mel's face displays disapproval - or something like jealousy.
"Friend of yours?" she asks, a little sarcastically. I grin at her as I join her at the pram. "Yeah," I say. "Lovely girl, don't ya think?"
"Kinda young," replies Mel, huffily. I chuckle. "Says grandma! How old are you, honey? Eighteen? Nineteen?"
She smiles at this, coyly. "Seventeen," she replies. I squeeze her waist, pressing her soft hip against my stiffening re-erection. "Sweet," I say, gazing into her glittering blue eyes. "And already such a fabulous mother."
The park is quiet. We pass through the play area to the little wooded slope behind. Paths meandre behind us through the trees; in front, a gently rolling green sward leads down to the coast road and the sea beyond. It's a beautiful place for a picnic.
I spread rugs while Mel lifts Poppy from her pram. It's a little too early to eat. We undress Poppy, freeing her to crawl around naked in the warm sun. I tell Mel to stand still in the middle of the picnic rug.
"Don't move, honey," I whisper into her ear, my hands beginning to move delicately over her body. She sighs softly, bites her lip. I slip my hand under her skirt at the back, cradling her fabulous ass, feeling the damp heat down between her buttocks. I stand behind her and raise the back of her t-shirt, tugging it slowly up her body. Poppy crawls across and sits up, watching me with interest. I smile at her.
"Isn't your mummy pretty?" I ask her. "Do you think we should take her clothes off? I think we should. What do you think, honey?"
Poppy cocks her head on one side. "Ga-ba!" she says.
"Yeah, absolutely," I grin. Mel's shoulders rise and fall with her ragged breathing as I pull her t-shirt over her head and down her arms. Her bra is black too, and full of soft, heavy, maternal flesh. I cup her from behind, nuzzling her hair. She pants softly. I unsnap her bra and let it slither off. I do the same with her skirt; it forms a little denim pool around her feet. Her panties are black cotton, bikini-styled, and wet to my touch. I kneel in front of her and look squarely into her feverish eyes as I slowly tug them off her hips, over her thighs and down to puddle with her skirt. She sports a beautiful full Brazilian, her pussy vying with her baby daughter's for smoothness.
The hood of her clit is pierced, and her clit is huge!
I chuckle with delight at her pussy. Her lips are neat, her inner labia small and hidden, and the contrast with the glistening bulge of her clit is wonderful. The hood has a single steel ring through it; beneath is a beautiful pink half-inch long glans, erect and quivering wetly.
Grinning, I scoop Poppy up and show her her mummy's delicious pussy.
"See mummy's pussy, honey? Yes, see mummy's pussy? Isn't it pretty? Yes... See her big clitty?" I reach up and circle Mel's clit with a teasing finger. She shivers. "And see how wet she is, honey?" I run my finger up and down the slippery slit of her pussy lips. Chatting to Poppy, leaning her close, I slide my finger between them. "Mmm, look at that, honey. See that? That's mummy's cunt, honey; my finger's up mummy's cunt now. It's really wet in there, honey; all wet and warm. Yes it is! yes it is!"
I look Mel in the eye as I slip a second finger into her hot cunt. She's soaking wet, deliciously tight. My cock strains, rigid again. She stares back, her eyes feral.
"Mmm, see how wet mummy's cunt is, honey," I say, slipping my fingers out and showing them to Poppy. I lick one of them slowly. "Let's see what mummy tastes like, shall we?" I ask, and offer the second finger to Poppy. She reaches out a pudgy hand to hold mine still, then presses her gorgeous little mouth against my outstretched finger. Her mother's cunt juices glisten on her baby lips.
"Mmm, doesn't she taste hot, honey?" I murmur, moving my finger slowly around as Poppy suckles its length. "Doesn't mummy's cunt taste hot? Does it make your little cunt wet, honey? Mmm, maybe your tiny little cunt is getting hot and wet as you suck mummy's cunt juice..."
I move my hand down, down between Poppy's chubby little thighs, and rub her pussy gently with the wet fingers.
"I wonder if your clit will be as big as mummy's one day," I muse.
Holding Poppy carefully, I lean forward and suck Mel's tight little bulb between my lips.
"Oh fffuck!"
Her thighs tremble; one knee half buckles as I roll her succulent clit between my lips, my tongue tickling the tip. I lean Poppy in close so her little baby face rests against the front of her mother's hip. She watches in baby fascination as I suck her mother's quivering clitoris and lick the sweet juices oozing from her cunt. Every now and then I slide a finger into that hot, sweet hole and let Poppy suck it. She seems to enjoy the taste of her mummy's cunt as much as I do.
It takes but minute or two before Mel tenses, knees shaking, and grabs my head. She jams my face into her cunt and gives a long, quavering cry as she cums. I feel pulses of nectar against my mouth and chin as she squirts at me; it's sweet, like her milk, and I swallow it eagerly.
She slowly subsides onto her knees beside me and we kiss, her tongue licking her squirt off my lips. We both kiss Poppy, too, cuddled up between Mel's deliciously soft tits and my flat, hard chest. I stroke her little baby-soft pussy and tell her she's gorgeous. After a while I pass Poppy across to her mother, stand and finally remove my shorts. I'm stiff and hard once more, in clear appreciation of my two beautiful girls. I step closer to where Mel kneels and roll back the foreskin of my cock.
Shifting Poppy a little to one side, Mel leans forward and takes my cock in her mouth. She sucks slowly and deeply, her tongue cradling the underside of my cockhead. I stroke her hair with one hand and Poppy's with the other. Poppy watches her mother closely, absorbing as baby's do, taking it all in, learning with diligence how to suck a hard cock. She reaches out her lovely little hand, and tiny fingers clutch at the veiny shaft. She strokes and pats my cock as her mother sucks me off.
"Mmm, that's nice, Poppy," I murmur.
"You see what mummy's doing?" I ask after a while. "Poppy? You see what mummy's doing? Mummy's sucking my cock."
"Mamma-sok-ok!" gurgles Poppy, looking up at me with a big, pleased smile. I chuckle and stroke her hair.
"That's it, baby, yeah! Mummy sucks cock! Mummy sucks my cock! And she does it so well... Honey, you wanna try sucking my cock? Poppy try? Poppy suck cock?"
Mel's eyes glitter at me above her mouthful of dick. Slowly she leans back, letting my cock slip from her lips, a string of saliva glittering in the sunshine. Holding my cock at the base I turn a little, pointing the wet, red tip toward the lovely little bundle sitting in Mel's crooked arm.
"Poppy suck cock?" I ask quietly.
Yes, Poppy sucks cock. Poppy leans forward, big eyes fixed on mine, and opens her gorgeous little mouth wide. I nudge the tip of my cock forward, gently, between her supersoft baby lips. Her reflex is strong; her lips seal around the tip of my cock, a tight ring around my pisshole, and she sucks. Mel holds her steady, her gaze fixed on the sight of her daughter's little mouth clamped to the end of my quivering cock. Poppy's suction is incredible; her little lips work and her lungs inhale and she sucks beads of precum steadily from my cock as I lean back, my thighs tight with tension. I lean back, stretching and grunting softly as Mel's baby girl sucks my cock.
They swap again, and again, and again. The little darlings, seventeen and one, take sweet turn and turn about sucking my rigid, leaking cock. Mel holds me now, Poppy in one hand, my cock in the other. She murmurs sweetly to her daughter as the little honey sucks on my tip; I murmur sweetly to both of them.
Mel wriggles sideways a little, pressing her lips to the side of my cock, curling her tongue underneath, and holding Poppy close against my other side. Poppy gurgles and coos and presses her darling mouth against my cockhead in imitation of her mother. Mother and daughter sandwich my cock between their sweet, sweet mouths and drive me wild.
Oh, Lord! I sigh with ecstasy. I hold their two blonde heads steady against my iron-hard cock, and strain to the caresses of their lips.
Mmm, I need cunt. Mel's eyes catch mine from time to time, sensual and mother-sluttish. I need her cunt, her hot, wet, teenage cunt.
I tell her to hand me up Poppy and get on her hands and knees. I cuddle and snuggle the chuckling little baby as her mum kneels in front of me, her fabulous round ass in my crotch. I cradle Poppy on one side and plough my cock slowly up and down between Mel's buttocks, under her wet pussy and back again.
"See how wet mummy's cunt is, baby?" I whisper to Poppy. "Mummy's cunt is really wet, yes?"
"Mam'ma-kun," says Poppy happily. I squeeze her gently.
"Watch me fuck mummy's cunt, honey," I say, steering my cock to the smooth, wet, pink opening below Mel's upraised buttocks. "I'll slide my cock right in here, right inside mummy. Right up her cunt, honey. Right up mummy's tight... wet... ahhh... cunt..."
Mel is fabulous. She arches her back as I slide into her, tight and hot and slippery as hell. For all she's a new mother, her cunt grips me like a velvet vice as I enter her. She pushes back, moaning, burying my cock to the hilt in her teenage gash. I sit Poppy on the top of her mummy's butt, facing me, her little legs dangling down over Mel's buttocks. She peers down between her legs with great interest as I rock back, my cock glistening as it emerges from Mel's sweet pink embrace.
"Mmm," I say to Poppy. "See how wet mummy's cunt is?"
"Mam'ma kun-et!" she grins. "Et! Et!"
I tickle her ribs. She squirms delightedly on her perch above her penetrated mother. "That's right, baby!" I laugh. "Wet! Wet!"
I push forward again, and begin fucking Mel slowly, deep in, deep out, as her baby daughter watches.
"Is your little cunt wet, honey?" I ask. "Poppy's cunt wet?"
"Popp'a kun-et," chirrups the darling little creature. I bet it is, sweetie, I bet your little baby cunt is dripping wet as you suck my cock and watch me fuck your mummy.
I withdraw, making Mel mew like a lost kitten. My cock glistens in the late morning sun as I slide it up along the track of her ass crack, past her sweet-looking asshole, and nudge it into the soft lips of Poppy's baby pussy. I wriggle her down her mum's butt a little and nestle my rigid dick between her pudgy baby thighs. Wishing for a third hand to hold her gorgeous little feet together, I rock gently, the underside of my cockhead rubbing deliciously up and down on her fabulous little puss. I tickle her ribs again and she giggles. My cock seems enormous against the smooth lips of her year-old pussy.
I nudge the tip of my cock between her baby lips, spreading them gently, her mother's cunt juices lubricating us.
"Mmm," I murmur. "Fuck Poppy in her little cunt! Fuck Poppy! Fuck Poppy! Fuck Poppy's cunt!"
"Uk Poppa-kun!" giggles the little girl happily, watching the swollen red tip of my cock nudge up and down between her pussy lips. She spreads her thighs, lifting her legs for a better look. Beneath us, her mother groans softly.
I fuck Poppy for a little while, then scoop her into my arms and kiss her face while I penetrate her mother again. I fuck Mel harder this time, and she's soon moaning steadily, her fists bunching in the picnic rug. I cradle Poppy and tell her what a good girl she is, what a gorgeous little fuck she is, and what a gorgeous fuck her lovely mummy is. I nuzzle and kiss her beautiful, gurgly, smiley face, and fuck her mother deep.
"Mmm," I pant on Poppy's supersoft cheek, "mummy feels so good." I stroke Poppy's pussy softly as I steadily ram her mother from behind. "Shall I fuck mummy hard, honey? What do you think? Mummy, what do you think?"
Mel is writhing on the rug, her face pressed flat, her ass as high as she can raise it. She's looking back, watching me holding her daughter as I fuck her.
"Yes," she gasps. "Fuck me hard. Fuck me harder, daddy. Fuck me harder..."
I chuckle delightedly at Poppy. "Mmm, I like that. Daddy fuck mummy hard, yes? Shall daddy fuck mummy hard? Shall I? Yes?"
Poppy grins, and reaches out a hand towards Mel's squirming butt.
"Pop'pa ide!" she declaims. "Ide! Ide! Pop'pa ide!"
I laugh. "You wanna ride mummy, precious? OK! You hold on tight."
I sit Poppy atop her mother's succulent ass once more, holding her carefully under her arms. I rub her tiny baby nipples with my thumbs and bounce her gently as my thighs slap a sweet rhythm against Mel's reddened ass cheeks.
Another minute and Mel cries out, shuddering beneath us. I feel her cunt convulse around my cock, a gloriously tight, undulating grip, and a squishing, squirting of hot fluids splatters back against my balls and thighs.
"Ohhh daddy...!" she moans. "Oh fffuck daddy...!"
Poppy laughs and gurgles as I bounce her on her mother's trembling butt, then shrieks with excitement as I throw her into the air. I catch her, of course, and withdraw my thick, glistening cock from her subsiding mother. Mel sinks to the rug and rolls onto her side, panting, her face bright red. Her juices run down my thighs.
I lie Poppy down next to her, straddling her tiny little form, my cock looming above her nearly half her body length. She coos gorgeously as I nestle my shaft down against her baby-soft pussy. I gather her legs up, raising them into my lap, sandwiching my wet and rigid cock between her beautiful little thighs.
"Daddy fuck mummy," I murmur, "now daddy fuck Poppy. Poppy make daddy cum, yes? Poppy make daddy cum all over her?"
I buck my hips. My cock, slippery with Mel's cum, slides fantastically between the baby's thighs and across her gorgeous pussy. I nestle down further, my cock wedged in a soft, smooth heaven of baby girl. Poppy gurgles and smiles; Mel rolls next to her and kisses her nose; Poppy strokes her face happily; Mel looks at me with feral eyes; I thrust my cock steadily between Poppy's slippery thighs and watch the bulging red head rub up and down, up and down against the soft, succulent flesh of her pussy.
"Daddy cum on Poppy," I murmur, the tension in my balls taking over.
"Daddy cum on Poppy," pants Mel softly to her baby daughter. She kisses Poppy and watches the wet, red skin of my cockhead swell and tighten.
"Adda cum Pop'pa!" chortles the delicious little girl.
I groan. A squirt of precum spits out across her pussy lips, and then a torrent bursts forth and I cum, jerking, my cock splattering a gout of thick semen all across Poppy's lovely rounded belly. Again, up to her chest this time; she dips her fingers in it curiously as I cover her pussy with my third load. I lift her legs, covering her tiny little ass and the backs of her thighs with gloopy white cum as she licks her pudgy fingers and smiles at me.
I rock back, my crashing orgasm subsiding, my thighs trembling. Little Poppy coos happily; semen drips off her body from chest to knees. I exchange a look with Mel and, quickly lying down opposite, the two of us slowly, carefully lick my cum off Poppy's beautiful little baby body as she chuckles and giggles and pulls our hair. We finish with a cum-swap kiss across the baby's roly poly tummy; Mel sucks the last of my semen out of my mouth and swallows greedily.
We finish cleaning Poppy up with baby wipes, then curl up together under the shade tree and break out the picnic. We lie on our sides, facing each other, with Poppy in between sucking on rice cakes and the occasional spoon of something from a jar. Mel's face is still flushed with colour, two red spots high on her cheek burning fiercely. Her eyes glitter.
With impeccable timing I whisk Poppy behind the tree and hold while she poos. I clean her lovely little bottom for her, then hold her up in front of me. We grin at each other, then both watch with great interest as she pees all over my cock, a fine, warm, pattering spray splashing down over my shaved balls. She's fascinated by the way my cock swells rapidly in her gentle rain. I tell her she's watering my flower and now it's growing. I'm stiff again by the time she's finished tending my garden.
I put a nappy on her and hand her to Mel for a feed. Mel sits cross-legged and Poppy snuggles in to her left breast, lips closing around the wetly erect nipple. I snuggle in to her right breast, suckling her rich, warm milk, looking up, competing with Poppy for eye contact. I wriggle my hand between her legs and slowly slip two fingers up her cunt. She pants and moans as Poppy and I suckle her tits and I finger-fuck her mercilessly. Her huge clit throbs beneath my thumb as I circle and flick it from side to side. I make her cum again, just as Poppy finishes.
We dress once more and, with a sleepy Poppy tucked up in her pram, we walk. Mel lives across town a couple of miles and it's a pleasant stroll through the quiet streets. Her apartment is one flight of stairs up in a small, neat block near the edge of town. We leave the pram in the vestibule and I carry the waking Poppy upstairs and inside. There's a short, L-shaped hall opening into the living room on the left, and around the corner to the right the kitchen, with bathroom and the one bedroom between the front door and kitchen. Cradling Poppy in the crook of my right arm I draw Mel toward me with my left, kissing her deep and slow. Her fingers claw my chest and back as her lips stretch wetly beneath mine. Breaking eventually, she takes my left hand in her right and leads me to the bedroom.
Her bedroom - their bedroom - is the most beautifully girly room you can imagine. For all her grungy street persona, Mel is a girl's girl, and their room is pink and peach pastel with fluttering, lacy curtains, stencils of flowers around the walls. There's a large queen-sized bed dressed in matching pink bedclothes and soft cushions, and Poppy's cot against the wall is festooned with soft furnishings in pale shades. A mobile of lambs and bunnies hangs above it, and the adjacent wall is covered in cute animal pictures. I chuckle happily as I lay Poppy on the bed and undress her. I watch her hugely cute little naked butt crawl about the duvet as I undress myself, then scoop her up and climb onto the bed. I settle down against the cushions and pillows, legs comfortably spread, cock thickly erect against my belly, and nuzzle the baby's sweet-soft little body with my face.
I take my time, pressing soft, gentle kisses across her beautiful skin - her chest and tummy, her thighs and gorgeous little bottom. I suck her fabulous little toes, making her gurgle with delight, and lick her mesmerisingly luscious pussy. The smooth softness of it under my tongue makes me shiver each time.
Mel has climbed onto the bed, gorgeously naked herself between my legs, and I feel her fingers curl around my cock and her hot lips close over the end. She sucks me with slow, intense breaths as I lick her baby girl between her pudgy little legs. The sky is a brilliant blue through the chintzy curtains; I sit Poppy on my face and swallow her pussy as her mummy sucks me off.
After a while I lean up and, motioning Mel to one side, I nestle Poppy down next to her mother. I lie back again, stretching luxuriously as Mel directs Poppy with soft words and gentle hands, and the two girls lick and suck my steadily throbbing cock. I watch their lips press me from all sides, feel their soft wetness against my tingling skin, their warmth, their love. Every now and then mother and baby kiss across the stiff, tight head of my cock; it's beautiful to see - sweet, loving kisses as they share my cock between them. My precum flows steadily, glistening on their lips. Poppy's tiny fingers wriggle between my buttocks; Mel rolls my balls and licks my scrotum.
Poppy treats my cock like a new toy, exploring it, understanding it with her mouth and her fingers. She sucks, her little tongue licking and tickling. She squeezes, her grip strong against the hard flesh of my shaft. She pinches the smooth, tight skin of my cockhead in a way that's almost painful, but isn't. Of course it's not - she's a gorgeous little baby girl playing with my cock. The only pain comes from within as blood pumps me harder than ever, and the tight skin glows red. Beautiful child with her hot teenage mother.
Poppy wriggles and squirms, of course, and works her way slowly up onto my belly. I turn her gently, spreading her legs across my body; her gorgeous pussy lips kiss my belly. I stroke her slit with a gentle finger, and tease her tiny little asshole. My hand covers her whole soft, dimpled bottom. My cock is half the length of her little body; the contrast is fabulous.
I can't resist her bottom for long. I pull her toward me, up my chest, drawing her pudgy legs either side of my head until her pussy lips kiss mine. I take her whole pussy mound into my mouth, wriggling my tongue tip into her cunt, and signal Mel with my eyes. She knows what I want. Cooing gently at the little girl sprawled along my chest, Mel rises, straddles me, and lowers herself slowly, deliciously onto my cock. I feel her juice run down my cock in a rivulet as her pussy lips part, her cunt is so wet. She slides down onto me, fabulously hot, fabulously tight, and grinds her pussy against the base of my cock as she murmurs endearments to Poppy. I feel sure Poppy is watching with interest as her mother slowly fucks me, rising and falling in gentle waves, her slippery cunt tight around my hard-ridged cock.
She fucks me good, her hips bucking and grinding slowly and deliberately. Poppy's baby pussy fills my mouth and I suck her gently in time to her mother's intense rhythm. Mel's big, soft tits sway hypnotically above Poppy's little bottom; I see milk oozing from her red and swollen nipples.
We change position. For a while I nestle Poppy down, sitting her on the length of my cock, her squishy buttocks either side of the shaft still wet with her mother's juices. I rock gently, fucking her baby ass, my cock head gleaming and glistening beneath her luscious pussy. Then I lie Mel down with her succulent ass on the edge of the bed, and I stand between her spread legs with Poppy in my arms and enter her glorious cunt again. I fuck her hard for a while, slamming my hips forward, ramming my cock fast and deep in her tight sheath, my balls bouncing off the edge of the mattress. I murmur to Poppy, telling her how hot and tight her mummy's cunt is and how good it feels to fuck her hard here on her own soft, pink bed with her beautiful little princess in my arms. I fuck her hard until she cums, convulsing with a high, keening wail of pleasure, squirting my lower belly with a spray of juice. I fuck her hard till she cums, and then keep fucking her, rubbing the throbbing head of her sensitized clit with my thumb, flicking the steel ring of her pierced hood. Her fists bunch in the bedcovers and she moans with sensations bordering on pain, her face an animal mask.
I tell Poppy how much I'd like to fuck her like this, hard and deep. I tell her that she will make a wonderful fuck, just like her mummy and that when she's thirteen she should call me and I will come and fuck her hard and make her pregnant, and she'll have a beautiful baby girl called Jasmine, and when she's fifteen and Jasmine is one and Jasmine's grandmother is an old lady of 32 we'll have a big party and they'll all suck my cock and I'll lick their cunts and fuck them one by one and cum all over the three of them all at once.
I slow down, ploughing Mel deep from nearly out to all the way in. Carefully I lie Poppy down on her mummy's belly, just above the hot pink head of her clit. Mel supports her daughter as I draw her legs together and raise them; her chubby little thighs form a long, continuous slit with her butt and her gorgeous pussy. Slowly I draw my cock from Mel's cunt and raise my aim a fraction. I penetrate Poppy's thighs, smiling down at her brightly grinning face, my cockhead emerging red and tight above her smooth baby pussy. I push until my balls squash against her little bottom and brush her mummy's fat clit, then begin to fuck her.
I fuck her smooth, soft, oh-so-beautiful baby thighs while her mother holds her and murmurs softly to her. Every now and then I nuzzle the tingling, throbbing, dripping tip of my cock between her little pussy lips or between her soft little buttocks. Every now and then I plough deep back into her mother's hot cunt, lubricating my cock from tip to root, before pulling out and thrusting the glistening shaft once more between those baby-soft thighs. Steadily, beautifully, I fuck mother and baby daughter together in their pretty girly bedroom in the slow warmth of a long, lovely afternoon.
This time when I cum I pull back in time, and ejaculate thick, shuddering gouts of semen all over Poppy's beautiful little pussy and bottom, thick globs filling her cracks and dribbling, oozing down onto her mother's throbbing clit. I cum all over Poppy's gorgeous little butt, and save the last spurt for her mother, plunging my ejaculating cock back into her cunt as I shiver and moan and call their names over and over.
I watch Mel lick her daughter clean of my semen again, sucking the thick globs off her pussy, her eyes on mine the whole time. I dress Poppy in nappy and vest, and Mel makes her dinner, and we feed her together, then bathe her and tuck the sleepy little darling up in her cot. We pull the bedroom door to, then walk slowly hand in hand, naked, from room to room in the small, neat flat, and fuck and suck in each - hard and gentle, fast and slow. In the warm spotlight of the late afternoon sun in the living room I take Mel up the ass and she discovers, at the tender age of 17 and already a mother, that dominating anal sex makes her feel dirty and sexy and horny and slutty and she begs me to finish like that. A gentleman always obliges a lady, of course, and I do, though not straight away. I make her spray-cum all over her kitchen floor first, then I lead her to her bedroom and lie her face down on her bed with her pillows under her hips, and nail her up her ass, holding her down by her upper arms as I silently ram her hard and deep. With her face pressed into her duvet and her baby girl sleeping peacefully three feet away, I cum deep up her slutty teenage ass and she loves me for it.
I slip out of the flat soon afterwards and return with a bottle of Champagne and two good fillet steaks from an excellent butcher I know. I cook for her and we eat, and feed each other morsels, and undress each other again, and fuck again, slowly this time, sweetly. I'll stay the night tonight, and when Poppy wakes I'll change her and help Mel feed her, and I'm sure I won't resist licking her soft little body, and we'll settle her and I'll fuck her mother again, and maybe in the morning I'll show Poppy how her mummy likes it in the ass. Maybe - tomorrow's another day, of course. Another day in paradise.