Anxiety pumped through his veins, a slight flush rising to his cheeks as he stared across the table at his long term girlfriend. Her gentle features and gleaming eyes beamed at him, as though an inner light was seeking to escape in any way possible. Her red dress shimmered in the dim lights of the restaurant, accentuating her figure wonderfully. Her hand reached out to his, gently stroking the back of his fingertips and across his knuckles before drawing a crude heart on the back of his hand.

He looked back up at her, knowing that he should be absolutely head over heels at how romantic and lovely both her and the scene were. Yet in spite of the cinematic perfection of the moment, all he could think about was his discovery that morning. Questions burned into his consciousness, one leading to another leading nowhere and yet everywhere.

He smiled back at her, doing his best to exude a sense of calm composure and hoping she would not immediately see right through it. His other hand trembled slightly as he sipped his wine, a treat she had insisted upon for the two of them to share on this lovers' holiday. She watched him savor the liquid, the smile on her face almost equally as intoxicating to his eyes.

As though trying to break her spell, his mind conjured the scene from the previous evening. He had just returned home from work, exhausted and unfocused. The house was silent and dark, with both his girlfriend and her daughter most likely already in bed for the evening. He hesitated for a moment, carnal urges clashing with rationality, but as he stood alone in the darkness, his resolve broke. As though on autopilot, he maneuvered silently down the carpeted stairs to his office in the basement. He sat down, subconsciously registering the lit screen displaying his screensaver before jiggling the mouse and inputting his password.

What flashed onto the screen aroused and horrified him. A preteen body lay on a bed, legs spread with little fingers reaching down to spread her soft pussy lips to reveal her glistening hole accentuated with a little freckle just above her hard clit. He looked at the taskbar, dismayed to see an icon indicating the presence of his supposedly secure storage device.

The sense of anxiety from that night lingered in his present thoughts, barely acknowledging the words being spoken to him. If he had, he might have heard her speak her gratitude for finding a "good man" that "takes good care of his girls," not that he would have agreed even if he had been listening. His eyes finally rose from his empty glass to the woman across the table from him, her expectant gaze informing him of an unknown question to answer. He smiled and nodded, hoping it was the right response. She shook her head with a wry grin, fully aware of his complete lack of awareness in the previous moment.

She slipped the check into her purse before gracefully standing and pulling him to his feet. He acquiesced, rising from his seat and following her from the restaurant and into their car. As he pulled out of the parking lot, he glanced over at her face, still displaying the cheeky grin she had worn most of the day. She made eye contact, finally breaking the silence with a simple statement. "You seem distracted tonight," she teased, her left hand running up his thigh. He locked his gaze on the road ahead and shrugged, hoping it would be sufficient for her. The silence continued until he pulled into their subdivision, desperately trying to come up with a plausible excuse. Before he could come up with something, she spoke first, her next words casual her belying their intense effect.

"I wonder if your distraction has anything to do with last night and the preteen slut?"

His blood ran cold as her grip tightened on his thigh. The moment froze in time, his mind racing to come up with an answer and failing to do so. He opened his mouth once, twice, three times, yet words failed to escape his lips. He barely registered pulling into the driveway and parking the car. The grip on his thigh loosened as her gentle laughter filled the car.

"You should see your face, babe." The tone was friendly, a stark contrast to the condemnation he expected. He finally met her gaze, surprised to see a smile on her face and a broad one at that. She opened the car door and beckoned for him to follow her inside.

As he crossed the threshold, he noticed the red dress abandoned on the bottom step of the stairs, her high heels discarded slightly higher. He kicked his shoes off, tossing his coat aside and following the breadcrumbs of undergarments down the hall towards the bedrooms. Her lacy bra hung on a door knob, but what confused him was which doorknob from which it hung.

It was her daughter's bedroom door that he found himself slowly opening. The scene it revealed made him gasp and bite his lip. Sitting on the edge of the bed in nothing more than a pair of laced panties was his girlfriend, her firm nipples and flushed expression revealing arousal that matched his own. The object of both of their obsession sat next to her on the bed, as though on display for both of their pleasure.

The naked little girl lay back on the bed with her legs spread, little fingers gently exploring the sensitive areas between her legs. With a start, he noticed the small freckle next to her clit, the puzzle pieces falling into place. His eyes locked on his girlfriend briefly before shifting back to her daughter. His girlfriend nodded, finally breaking the silence once again. "We've both been waiting for a good man to take care of both of us for so long."

He stepped forward into the room, her hand rising to grasp his belt and begin the process of removing it from its place. Her daughter looked on expectantly, eyes locked on the growing bulge in his slacks. "But how?" he gasped, his first full words since the restaurant spilling out of his mouth awkwardly.

She shrugged as she hooked her fingers into his waistband and pulled. "I've always guessed. You just finally confirmed it the other night when I caught you asleep at your computer. Once I knew, everything else was easy." His pants and underwear fell limp around his ankles, her hand grasping his hard member and bringing it to her mouth..

Her tongue teased the tip briefly, giggling at his uncontrolled moan. He stared down at the smooth cunt before looking down into the eyes of his girlfriend. "B-b-but..." he stammered, stopping as she held up a finger. "Shut up and enjoy, babe," she said, mumbling around the cock at her lips. "Happy Valentine's Day, dork."

A small hand gingerly pressed itself against his thigh as he looked over to the little girl, now on her knees and bending in to join her mother next to the tip of his cock. Her mother pulled it from her mouth and offered it to her daughter who eagerly sucked it in, aggressively working it with her tongue. He moaned and reached out, cupping his girlfriend's right tit with one hand and the back of her daughter's head with the other. His arousal threatened to explode, forcing him to reluctantly but gently try to pull her from her ministrations.

Recognizing the signs, his girlfriend pushed him back onto the little girl's bed, cock bobbing with raw arousal and unbridled lust. She smiled at her daughter, a knowing expression being shared between them. Hesitantly, the little girl straddled his chest, kissing her mother's boyfriend on the mouth before pushing down his body. Her mother held his cock firmly, positioning it carefully so that the tip would nestle between the pussy lips of her daughter.

All three people moaned softly as cock made contact with cunt, her juices beginning to lubricate his cock head. The little girl pushed back with her hips, hands firmly pressed against his chest for leverage. Were it not for his girlfriend's hand firmly grasping his shaft, his cock would have folded under the pressure, but instead he felt himself making slow progress in stretching her tight hole around his thick head. With a little squeal, she bore down hard, the tip finally nestling within her virginal canal. His girlfriend openly began fingering herself as she licked his shaft and her daughter's asshole.

The added stimulation pushed them both across a threshold, her tiny cunny spasming in orgasm as thick jets of cum shot from his cock. Seeing her daughter and boyfriend in the throws of orgasm created a sympathetic response in her, fingers wildly strumming her clit to achieve her own release. The three collapsed together on the bed, panting and gasping for air, love juices running down everyone's legs.

His girlfriend came to first, the intoxicating smell of little girl cream mixed with her beloved's cum making her reach her tongue out once more. His cock twitched in response, the sudden growth drawing another moan from her daughter. Even as they began to awaken, she knew that they were going to have a ton more fun before they fully succumbed to slumber. After all, she desperately wanted his cock and her daughter's fist inside of her before the night was through, and she would need to work them back up to a state of arousal after that orgasm.

With a faux sigh of resignation, she ran her tongue across their sensitive organs, savoring the flavors she knew she would be enjoying for years to come.

(happy valentine's, you naughty people. hope you all enjoy and have good cummies from it! :3 )