So there I stood, in the middle of my living room, with my pants around my

thighs and my throbbing cock bobbing twenty inches from the nose of my

Cuban cleaning lady's nearly-nude eight-year-old-daughter...

(You DID read the first four chapters, didn't you?)

As Maria, my cleaning lady, reluctantly released her practiced hold on

my twitching prick, I knelt again before Rosa, her little daughter.

Once more, the second-grader looked into my eyes in a trusting way.

But her gaze quickly returned to the thick, vein-covered rod extending

from the hairy nest at the bottom of my belly and drooping under its

own weight to point right at her cotton-covered crotch.

The blood was pounding in my head as I reached slowly for the waistband

of Rosa's little-girl underpants. Prolonging the event as long as

possible, I reached around and ran my hands under the elastic at the

back, rubbing the round bubbles of her tight little buttocks. I let

my fingers reach between the mounds to savor the feeling of childflesh

pressing together around my fingertips. Tiny Rosa responded by

shuffling forward an inch or two and reaching out for my engorged

organ, whose swollen and dripping head was only inches from her stomach.

"No, honey," I groaned. "If you touch me, I'll cum." Maria translated

rapidly for her daughter, but I suppose she understood "no," because she

withdrew her hand rapidly.

I was ready now to complete stage one of my favorite masturbatory fantasy:

stripping the cotton panties off an underaged girl.

Before I could lower her panties, however, a stream of Spanish from my left

caused me to look again at Maria. She must have been explaining her actions

to her daughter because I was treated to the hot sight of my chunky, thirty-

year-old cleaning woman giving herself up totally to her sexual needs. She

lay sprawled on my couch, her cheap dress hiked around her hips and unbuttoned

to her waist. One of her hands rummaged inside the crotch of her filmy

underpants while the other flicked the dark-brown, rubbery flesh that crowned her exposed large, soft breasts. Her eyes were glued on my nine-inch cock,

whose drooling head was only centimeters from her daughter's pussy. When

she saw me looking at her, she spread her legs wider, jammed what looked

like three fingers deep into her cunt and groaned at me, in her Spanglish

patois, "Take off Rosa panties."

This was even better than I could have hoped for, I thought. It now looked

like I would have somewhere to park my cock, since the idea of tearing some

little girl's cunt apart with my big prick has never excited me.

Returning to the task at hand and obeying the little girl's mother, I

looked again into Rosa's eyes. They were wide with amazement, flicking

back and forth between her mother's lewd display and the mass of flesh

I was waving at her. As she felt me begin to lower her underpants, she

looked again into my eyes. Giving her a big grin to reassure her, I let

my gaze travel down her undeveloped torso to the bare vulvar triangle being

revealed.

As it had her chest, her two-piece bathing suit had left the area around

Rosa's hips an exciting white, in contrast to her dark brown Cuban tan that revealed at the junction of her thighs and crotch.

As in all such little girls, there was no hint of the inner lips evident.

Nonetheless, my cock gave a mighty heave and pre-coital liquid dripped

from the end, just from the idea of having a naked eight-year-old female

standing so willingly before me.

I sat back to admire the sexy sight and Maria jabbered some orders to her

daughter. I nearly squirted my load all over the tiny girl right then.

Undoubtedly in response to her mother's direction, Rosa put her thumb in

her mouth and moved her feet apart about eight inches. With the wadded band of her cotton panties stretched across her thighs, the twin folds of

her hairless pussy now revealed between her legs, and her thumb in her

mouth, Rosa was every child-lover's dream vision.

I became aware that my own half-lowered trousers were cutting off circulation

in my legs. So, joining my female guests, I quickly shed my clothes.

Though little Rosa was only paying attention to my big cock, I could tell her mothers underpants were a sopping mess, and her widespread

thighs shone with the moisture she was pulling out of her cunt with every

pistoning plunge of her fist. The ends of both her breasts were red from

the rough treatment she was giving her nipples, twisting them viciously

while staring bug-eyed at the mind-blowing vision of her eight-year-old

daughter being undressed by a man with a dick the size of a large salami.

I quickly pulled Rosa's underpants the rest of the way down and then held

her hand as she stepped daintily out of them. I wordlessly led her to the

couch where her mother lay sprawled. Positioning the little girl's butt on

the couch's back, I spread her legs above her mother's head, leaning forward

to bring my swinging shaft into position near the older woman's crotch.

With a whimper, Rosa's mother grabbed my drooling cock, yanked aside her panties, and stuffed my dick into her sopping cunt, groaning as I hunched

my hips forward to drive six inches of thick cockmeat into her at once.

"Mas, mas, mas," she mumbled, begging me to give her more. With another

thrust of my hips, I felt my cockhead settle against Maria's cervix,

leaving about two inches still outside.



Little Rosa sat quietly on the ledge above her mother's head, but she was

staring wild-eyed at her mother getting plowed. Keeping my cock still for

a moment, I leaned forward to kiss the tiny naked girl. Having seen her

suck her thumb a few moments earlier, I wanted her to suck my tongue

before I licked her little pussy and asshole.

I began by kissing her gently on her cheeks, then her forehead. Rosa's

eyes were wide with wonder. I gave her a soft, gentle kiss on her lips,

but didn't give her any tongue at first. Supporting myself on one hand,

I caressed the side of her face as I continued to plant tiny kisses all over

her face and head. In contrast to that gentleness, I yanked my cock almost

all the way out of Maria and then jammed it back in, taking advantage of

my housekeeper's plentiful lubrication to gain another half-inch of depth.

Rosa could tell her mother was having a good time, and even I could tell

her Spanish muttering was almost all about how wonderful she felt. I could

also tell Maria was climaxing almost continuously, because of the waves of contractions I could feel along my dick.

Putting my hand behind the little girl's head, I insinuated my tongue into

her mouth. As I expected, she didn't know what to do, so I playfully ran

my tongue all around the inside of her mouth, duelling with her tongue

in the process. Using quick suction, I pulled her tongue into my own mouth, sucking on it gently to give her the idea. Then I returned my

tongue to her mouth and was rewarded with a quick suck on her part.

Pulling my mouth free, I encouraged her with "Si, Rosita." When our

mouths joined again, she began enthusiastically to suck my tongue while

her mother's cunt nibbled at the base of my quivering penis.

The very idea of having an eight-year-old girl suck on my tongue while

I fucked her mother was so exciting that I could feel my cockhead swell with an impending orgasm. I suppressed the building ejaculatory pressure

with sheer mental energy, delaying the onset for a few more moments, so

I could get my tongue inside the little darling's tiny, undeveloped pussy.

I extracted my tongue and moved my mouth, with little osculatory smacks,

down Rosa's undeveloped chest, across her smooth tummy, and into the

vertical valley that began two inches below her navel. Fastening my

mouth over the little girl's entire pussy area, I extended my tongue toward

the lower part of her vulvar split, dippling between her fat, hairless

lips to feel the undeveloped curtains of her inner lips. Parting these

membranes, I allowed saliva to wet my tongue and her most secret tissues,

lubricating my intruding flesh to make its upward passage easier.

I suddenly became aware of a commotion beneath me, as Maria began to buck

wildly against my pelvis, grinding her clit into my pubic bone and forcing

the final inch of my cock deep within her. Accompanied by a continual

stream of Spanish profanities, Rosa's mother was apparently in a constant

state of orgasm. Her cock-milking pelvic motions drove me over the edge,

so I contributed further to her excitement by pumping jet after jet of

pent-up sperm deep into her spasming cunt-hole. My groan was muffled by

the preteen pussy into which my mouth was buried.

As my head cleared a bit, I resumed the exciting work of lapping the

hairless pussy spread open before me. I looked up little Rosa's

undeveloped body to see her child's face staring wide-eyed at the

spectacle of a grown-up man wildly licking her crotch. When I raked

the rough surface of my tongue over the area that hid her little

clittie, I was rewarded by a startled look that sprang upon her face.

When I repeated the caress, she smiled shyly at me, indicating that,

while it might not be the turn-on it would be when she was a few years

older, it felt mighty nice.

My cock wilting in Maria's sopping snatch began to regain some star ch

at the stimulating concept of giving this tiny child sexual pleasure.

But I became even more turned on by my next idea.
Removing my face

from the little girl's slick pussy, I pulled her hands to get her

to step down off the couch and stand beside me. Rosa's mother was

lying motionless, with her legs spread wide and her cunt stuffed

full of my reinvigorating cock. Holding Rosa's hand, I guided her

fingers to her mother's prominent clit, whose head was resting atop

my cock.

After only a few moments of instruction, Rosa understood that she was to give her mother the type of pleasure she had just enjoyed. Maria's eyes had

opened when she felt the first touches on her

clit, and I feared she would stop her daughter from the incestuous

contact. But I needn't have feared. Maria was apparently insatiable.

Murmuring quietly to her daughter in Spanish, she began once more to rock her hips back and forth, pistoning my rock-hard meat in and out

of her dripping hole. Supplementing her daughter's clittoral

stimulation with renewed twisting and tugging at the rubbery ends of

her large breasts, Maria was just the sluttish image I wanted to

contrast so sexily with her girlish daughter.

Soon, Maria was once again in her own private world of sensation,

oblivious to me or her daughter. Reaching down between Rosa's legs,

I stroked her schoolgirl pussy over and over, lubricating my fingers


with the juice of her mother's cunt, then reaching farther between

her little legs to touch and rub the tight rosebud of her asshole.

Far gone in my own coming orgasm, I knew I had to get little Rosa

ready for a special photo I had been dreaming of for years.


Jerking my throbbing dick from Maria's gripping tunnel, I shoved

Rosa onto her back on the couch beside her mother. With one hand,

I arranged her limbs so I knelt between her widespread thighs, her

reddened vulva opened before me. The temptation to jam my huge

cock into her tiny opening terrifed me. With a few quick strokes,

I jerked myself off over her immature body, squirting and dripping

semen in creamy ropes across her chest, legs, and cunt.

With a grunt at mother and daughter to stay still, I ran to get my

camera. Within minutes, I had shot an entire 36-shot roll, nearly

all of which were later enshrined in an entirely separate photo album, providing me years of spine-shattering orgasms, stimulated half by the memory of that

afternoon and half by the endlessly fascinating

tableau of a fucked-out woman and her underage, cum-covered daughter.