As if in a set play, the white officer pulled his cock from Olivia’s mouth, and for a glimmer her cries filled the car before he slapped his hand over her mouth and drowned them out again. Denney thrust himself forward with an almighty grunt and my eyes almost popped out of my head as I saw my girl’s vagina swallow his cock, right up to his balls. What a dog act! Retaliating as best I physically could, I vigorously spat on Denney, then… blank.
Black. Knocked out. Denney’s pissy little partner struck me and I was down.
Blinking my eyes open, I had blurred and double vision for a good few seconds as I lay over the steering wheel. It came to me then what had happened – that they’d punched me cold out like a couple of pathetic bastards. And the next thing to hit me? Olivia’s laughs. Her innocent little giggles. The creeps must’ve left!
“It’s okay… it’s okay, baby,” I said groggily, shifting my body so I could turn and face her. “They’re gone now.”
“No we’re not,” I heard Denney’s menacing voice, startling me. “Told you she’d enjoy it.”
Oh my God. My little Olivia. My poor little Olivia was giggling and giddy as she rode the white ‘pig’s’ dick and licked the tip of Denney’s. They had her in the reverse cowgirl style – her hair lathered with cum and her legs stained with the blood from her broken hymen. What had these two sick fuckers done to my girl to have her smiling and happy?
“Did you drug her? Did you give her happy gas or something you fuckin’ losers?”
“No, mam. That’s all her,” the white bastard chuckled again.
“She’s a tough slut, I’ll give her that,” Denney spoke of Olivia.
“We’re almost done. Just let… let me do… this,” the other officer grunted and grimaced, on the verge of orgasm and reaching it. I could only imagine the amount of cum they’d shot into my little girl. “Good girl,” he lifted Olivia off his dick and onto his knees. “Olivia: did you have something to ask mommy before we go?” My little princess nodded – her smile going nowhere.
“Mommy… can you put your fingers up my bum?” she asked.
“What, you told her to say that?!” I looked at either men fiercely.
“Hey, she’s just telling you what she wants,” the white officer puts his hands up in defence, gesturing he had little part in it.
“No, baby… No. You don’t want that.”
“Yes I DO!” she squealed. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My seven-year-old had apparently made up her mind that she wanted me to continue that forced anal-raping she’d just experienced?
“Girls like what they like,” Denney said. “Just like you enjoyed throat-fucking the cock of a black forty-year-old man who had you and your daughter in tears.” He picked up Olivia and turned her around. My daughter’s ass staring me in the face now.
“Pleeease, mommy.”
“Okay,” I gave in. “Okay, sweetie.”
Denney put her on the passenger seat and the other ‘pig’ reached over to the front, key-in-hand. He unlocked the handcuffs and swiped them away, tucking them into the allocated spot on their uniform.
“Now spread her cheeks,” Denney instructed. Olivia’s backside was up in the air, which hid her face. Parting her little butt cheeks, I noticed how much wider that once tiny little whole was. I could fit a finger in there quite easily. In the moment, this didn’t really strike me as that much of a weird thing to do. I was essentially going to finger-fuck my own flesh and blood’s ass but it didn’t sicken me because I was doing it for her. It’s what she wanted.
Truth be told, I had always wanted to finger an ass hole, other than my own. Of course, my husband being a straight man, it was never his sort of thing. It wasn’t really any man’s thing, except for the gays, and I could never imagine sleeping with them. Anyway, I was slightly thrilled to get my finger in there. I’d practically zoned out the two ‘pigs’ beside me (who didn’t seem that bad anymore – think how you will of me) as I wriggled my finger into Olivia’s opening. Pushing it through, I felt a slushy fluid. It was cum. Their seed lay in the rectum of my little princess. Not caring what the officers thought of me, I dug around her walls for a bit, picking up as much cum as I could. Drawing my finger out, I popped it in my mouth and savoured the flavour. That spunk seemed to flick a switch in my body, and I turned crazy horny. Feeling myself juice up between the legs, I proceeded to gently ease my finger in and out of Olivia’s ass. Then I added a second finger, and shortly after that picked up quite a pace. Before I really knew it, I had my free hand down my jeans and my daughter was moaning with ecstasy as I drilled her petite little frame.
“Our work’s done here,” Officer Denney said, and I looked up to see both officers standing outside my car door with smiles on their faces. Still, I pumped my fingers in and out of Olivia’s butt and rubbed myself. “Bye, Olivia. Bye, miss.”
“Bye-bye,” Olivia called out, and I just gave the men a nod and a smile. Looking back down at Olivia, I admired her wobbling ass and felt my climax build.
“You like that, baby girl? Hmm? Do you like mommy’s fingers up your butt?” God, I turned myself on saying that.
“Yes, mommy.”
I didn’t even hear the police car take off – everything else was out of my mind. Something had clicked and made the most horrific experience a joyous one. Was it all part of the coppers’ plan; to have me enjoy fucking my daughter? ‘Our work’s done here’ sure made it seem that way.
Harder and faster I banged my own cunt and Olivia’s ass. She wasn’t old enough to have an orgasm yet, but that didn’t mean her moans didn’t build up to something. When I got more vocal from the self-pleasure, Olivia picked up her levels too, and I timed it perfectly so that we shared our peak ecstasy simultaneously.
I breathed heavily, re-cooperating as my thighs shook and twirling my fingers in my little girl’s hole.
“You’re so beautiful Olivia,” I squeezed her ass, giving it a little spank, before sucking my fingers dry of my juices. “Let’s go home, ‘kay?”
“Okay, mommy.” I gave her a cheek on the cheek and started up the car as she put her seatbelt on.
I don’t know how I became this mother who all of a sudden practices incest with her daughter, but I did. Those officers had taken Olivia’s virginity like pigs, but they’d managed to have to her thoroughly enjoy it. And I enjoy making the people I love happy. If that means fucking her ass for her pleasure and mine, so be it.
I definitely wasn’t prepared for that to be the first and last time it would happen. I wasn’t keen on it being some one-off experiment, and I wasn’t keen on keeping it an absolute secret. I would have to see what my husband’s state of mind about it would be by testing the waters…