Chapter 10
Hugo and Carla left the office early and went to the penthouse. They chatted over a drink, discussing plans for their game with Midge, then they went to shower together where, in addition to showering, they played gaily but ensured that Hugo saved his vitality for the evening.
While they played, he lathered her buttocks and fondled them with one hand while he slipped a finger into her slit and began to diddle her. She giggled, pretending to try to escape, then as the finger went to her clitoris and began stroking it, Carla stopped giggling and made no pretense at escape as Hugo went on stroking.
When she panted and groaned into orgasm, lovely buttocks, slippery with rich lather, squirmed in his hands until Hugo came very close to forgetting about saving himself for later. He rinsed her off and the two agreed that they had better leave the shower and get into clothes, in the interests of being ready to play when Midge arrived. Carla dressed completely, including garter belt and nylons, while Hugo opted for nothing but a black Oriental silk robe with gold trim.
"You look like a rich and randy Eastern potentate," Carl told him as she looked him over.
"If I keep messing around with you and Midge," he replied, "I'll be some kind of an impotentate."
"Do you feel in the mood to be a stern mother?" Hugo asked as they went to the bar and he poured I a couple of drinks. "I must say, you have the stern for it."
"Thank you, smart ass," she laughed. "I have been in that kind of a mood for days now. Let me assure you, our instant daughter is going to squirm before this evening is over. I know she's ready to turn in a magnificent performance too, she's so anxious, she can't talk or think of anything else."
"Wonderful. I'm ready to play Daddy, but I'll want you to pretty much run the show. Call on me ; when you think it appropriate, but I'll be content to be a spectator much of the time."
"Mmmm, that suits me fine, darling. Of course you will be prepared to indulge in a spot of incest from time to time, I trust."
"Trust, baby, trust. After all, if we love our beautiful daughter enough to spank her beautiful bum, then we must love her enough to suck her cunt and to give her a decent fucking."
"Decent nothing," Carla laughed, "the way you fuck is absolutely indecent."
"True, true," he replied, "when I've got it half way in, it's in, but when I'm all the way in, it's in decent."
They were still laughing when the bell rang to tell them that their instant daughter had arrived. Hugo pushed the button to open the private elevator for her, and Carla went to the outer door to admit her.
When she reached the apartment, Midge threw herself into Carla's arms and they hugged with passion, then she went to Hugo who crushed her as he kissed her mouth. He felt his organ rising strongly as they embraced, and felt her eager body press and rub against it.
"Enough of that," Carla said as she pulled the girl away from him. "We're going to get out of here before we get fucked. When I come back, darling," she told Hugo, "I'll have our daughter with us. I hope you'll be all ready to receive her."
"I'll be ready," he answered, quietly, and pulled his robe open to reveal his rampent penis which showed the women that he was already more than prepared to do his part.
As the women left the room, Hugo returned to the bar and picked up his unfinished drink. The waiting, he knew, was going to be tough, so he sipped at the drink slowly. Carla had only assured him that she had selected an appropriate wardrobe for the girl, but had not told him just what it was. It gave him something to think about while he waited and what he thought kept his penis stiff and twitching.
Hugo had just finished converting the wide couch into a wider bed when he heard Carla call to tell him they were ready and on their way. As he stood, he pulled 'the sash of his robe tighter and he felt his organ throb again.
Carla and Midge walked into the room hand in hand. Carla surprised him by wearing a shining black latex corselette, from which suspenders held sheer, black nylons in an exciting caress of her white thighs. Black, high heeled shoes and elbow length black kid gloves completed her costume. And then his gaze turned from her to Midge who seemed to have lost three or four of her eighteen years in a dramatic transformation.
Her shining black hair had been pulled into a very simple pony tail and was tied with a red ribbon. There was not a trace of makeup on her face which neither smiled or frowned, but remained completely impassive.
She wore a white blouse with a sailor collar which added a very childish effect, and a navy blue middy skirt with braces over her shoulders. The skirt was cut short so that it ended well above her nicely rounded knees which were covered by black stockings, held taut with red elastic garters midway up her thighs.
Midge did not wear a bra, so that her mature breasts bulged through the thin fabric of the blouse. The size of her breasts belied her pretended age, but Hugo didn't mind that at all. Midge breathed deeply to keep her big breasts rising and falling, making the simple blouse do very erotic things before the man's eyes.
The only other garment she wore, although Hugo was not able to see it at the time, was a pair of pink rubber pants which clung so tightly to her body that minutes after she had struggled into them with Carla's help, Midge felt perspiration forming. When her panties were lowered, she knew, her buttocks would be wet and sticky and very sensitive to spanking, spanking which she knew would come and which she wanted desperately, just as she want-ed the acts which would follow the spanking.
"You look beautiful, both of you," Hugo told them, "but Carla, dear, you looked perturbed. Has our pretty daughter been up to something? I must say, she wears a rather guilty expression."
"Well she might, darling. I hate to burden you with this, but I've just made some shocking discoveries about Midge and I fear we have to discuss them, the three of us."
"Of course, darling," he agreed with sincerity. "You know I want to share the responsibility for her development. A girl of fourteen needs two parents to aid her in her development. Shall we sit here on the bed and discuss the problem?"
"You and I shall, Hugo, but this naughty girl is going to stand right here where we can see her. From what I've learned this evening, I see we can't allow her out of our sight."
Hugo and the woman sat on the bed while Midge stood before them, her head bowed, her lush breasts rising and falling. Her eyes were wet and J Hugo expected to see her break out crying at any moment. Her acting ability had impressed him before, but he sensed she was going to achieve a new high in the performance which was then underway, j
"Midge," Carla said in a stern tone, "let me see if your garters are properly fastened."
"Oh mother, must I show my thighs in front of Daddy?" the girl asked in a childish tone, looking j most uncomfortable.
"You will do as you are told, Midge. In view of what I have learned about your conduct of late, I see no reason why you should be afraid to allow your dear father to see your thighs. Before I finish punishing you this evening, he is going to see much more of you, believe me."
Sobbing lightly, Midge raised the hem of her skirt to display the red garter near the top of her stocking on her left leg.
"Both garters," the woman snapped, fire and ice in her tone.
With another strangled sob, the girl pulled the hem of her dress up with both hands and held it so that Hugo saw the smooth skin of her thighs above her contrasting black stockings.
"Now, Midge," the woman continued in the same, commanding tone, "you will pull your skirt right up to your waist and show your father the special panties I gave you to wear."
Midge made another futile protest, then, blushing, she pulled her skirt all the way up and Hugo emitted a little groan at the sight of her in the rubber panties which clung as tightly as skin, showing clearly the rounded bulge of her mons veneris. On command, she turned and bent a little from the waist to allow him to see how the garment outlined the beauty of her firm buttocks.
"Later, darling," Carla told Hugo, "you will understand why she is wearing rubber panties. For now though, I want you to feel how tightly they confine her. It was quite a task pulling them up over her chubby bum cheeks. Go Ahead, dear, feel how tightly her rubber pants fit our little baby."
On command, Midge came to him and he ran his hands over the seat of the smooth, exciting garment. He fondled avidly and ran one hand over her right hip and around to feel her tummy and mons veneris through the rubber skin.
"Midge," Carla commanded, "move your feet wide apart so that Daddy can feel how your rubber pants fit in your crotch. Wider, there, that's it, now hold it right there."
With one hand holding her rubber sheathed seat, Hugo slowly moved his other hand into her crotch and rubbed gently, then pressed more firmly. It was, he decided, even more exciting than rubbing a bare vulva as his hand slipped easily over the rubber which conducted the intense heat which had built up in her crotch.
"They must be very warm," he commented as he looked at Carla, "fitting as tightly as they do."
"Yes, dear, they are. I'm sure her buttocks and crotch are already soaked with sweat. Later, she is going to be thoroughly spanked and maybe even strapped. The rubber panties were intended to make and keep her hot and sweaty. That will, in effect, tenderize her bum cheeks so that when she is spanked, it will sting terribly. Our bad girl is going to shed many tears before this evening is over. I intend that her punishment will be so exquisite that she will remember it for a long time, even forever, perhaps."
"Your severity surprises me, Carla," Hugo told her, still fondling the seat and crotch of the rubber panties, "and yet I know you are always fair. Please tell me what this is all about." Taking his hands off Midge's panties, he turned to face Carla and trembled at the raw lust he saw on her face.
"I hate to have to tell you this, darling, but it seems that our innocent fourteen year-old daughter is not nearly as innocent as we have been led to believe."
"Oh no," Hugo gasped. "You mean she has lost her virginity?"
"No, thank heaven, not yet at any rate. I used my finger to find that her maidenhead is still intact, but that, I fear, is about all that can be said for her."
"Please, dear, tell me what this is all about."
"Well, Hugo, it seems that she has found some very interesting playmates. Listen to this note I found in her room. It was written by Helen, you know her. No, you read it for yourself."
That he was able to recognize Carla's writing on the note, made no difference to Hugo as he read it aloud.
"Dear hot panties Midge: Hurry up and find a chance for us to get together for another game. I can still taste your cunt in my mouth. I haven't brushed my teeth since I sucked you off Tuesday. I'm dying to feel you bare naked while we hug and kiss and suck tits and do everything else before we suck cunts again. Of course. Tommy wants to come along with me so he can play too, but I'd rather it be just the two of us. After all, who needs a silly prick when there are two hot cunts in bed?
Sniff this note. When I finish writing it, I'm going to finger my cunt and rub my juice all over it. I hope you can get a whiff of my pussy and it makes you anxious to sniff the real thing, not to mention, suck it.
Christ, I'm so horny thinking of you that I'm going to take Tommy down the basement and let him suck me off. If I get any hornier, I may even take his stiff cock out and let him stick it up my cunt, or at least up my bum hole as he keeps wanting to do. I wish I had a longer neck and tongue so I could suck my own cunt, but more than that, I wish you were here in my bed with me so I could suck yours again.
Sweet Sucking Love Helen
(the tongue to Midge the cunt) "My God, Carla," Hugo gasped, his penis throbbing so that he feared it was going to explode. "This just can't be. Not Midge, she couldn't possibly do things like this. She's our sweet little girl."
"Little girl is she, darling?" Carla asked, her brows arching. "Pull her skirt up and have another feel of how her bum cheeks stretch those rubber pants. Shove your hand in her crotch again and feel the heat from her cunt. Do little girls' cunts get that hot? If that does not convince you, take a look at the tits she packs into that blouse. Have you ever seen a little girl with a pair of boobs that big?"
"Now that you mention it dear, her breasts are big for such a young girl. I think I'd like to see them.
As her father, I'm entitled, I'm sure."
"Of course you are, dear," Carla replied, then told Midge to unbutton her blouse and pull it open.
"Oh Mother, please, don't make me do that. I can't."
"You can and you will. You don't hesitate to show your big tits to Helen and her brother, I see," Carla told her. "You will show them to your father and do it now. Don't add to the punishment you are already in for."
Sobbing most effectively, Midge fumbled at the buttons of her blouse until they were all open, the cleavage of breasts already visible.
"Pull it wide open and let your big tits show," Carla commanded and Midge, trembling, did so. With a gasp, Hugo stared as though he had never seen her breasts before. In her girlish costume, they were startlingly big and jutted boldly.
"My God, Carla, what lovely big tits our daughter has, and they look so firm," Hugo said as he got up and reached for them.
"Oh Daddy, don't ... you shouldn't ... not my bare tits ...?" Midge protested, squirming.
"Quiet, Midge or I'll slap them," he told her as his fingers elongated and hardened her nipples. "Did you ever have your tits slapped?"
Hugo fondled her breasts a while longer, then, exchanging glances with Carla, he went to the bar with her, leaving the girl standing with her breasts bared, her hands holding herskirt above her panties.