Chapter 2

Nothing much happened for several months, I thought I must have upset John and his wife Gracie by making out that their innocent daughter Kimmie was actually much more sexually experienced than they thought.

Then a video arrived showing mother and daughter together in the shower, soaping each other’s breasts.

You could clearly see the love they felt for each other as Gracie’s thighs twitched every time the remote-controlled vibrator buried deep in her butt was set off by the paying webcam wankers.

Kimmie was answering questions on her phone, mostly asking if she was really still a virgin.

Clearly disgusted by these false accusations, she held her pussy lips open right in front of the webcam, “does that look like an intact hymen?” and proceeded to masturbate furiously to climax, earning another $300.

The accompanying email from Gracie1990 apologised for the poor quality of the webcam recording but said she hoped it portrayed the next stage in Kimmie’s developing sex life and porn career.

That’s perfect, I replied, should get the punters coming back for more whenever John is out of the house.

Then I was treated to a live zoom session, mother and daughter, relaxed, naked on the sofa, chatting about Kimmie’s day at school.

They kissed, exploring each other’s tongues, shifting slightly to rub their thighs together, hands cupping breasts and then tweaking nipples.

“Thank you David for making this possible. I never realised what a gorgeous sexy little girl we had, just watching John and me fuck each other’s brains out, but getting frustrated that she was too young to join in.”

“You should make good money with those webcam sessions, enough to get some proper lighting for Kimmie’s bedroom and a heap of sex toys to satisfy the most perverted viewers, like me.”

“And now I suppose you want to know how I lost my virginity,” asked Kimmie provocatively, opening her legs wider.

“Yes please darling,” expecting some sordid tale of unrequited love with a spotty schoolboy.

“You mustn’t tell daddy, he would freak. It was grandpa after my 14th birthday party. He had fallen asleep. Don’t worry it was fully consensual, I asked him to do it. I was sort of sliding up and down his lap, playing that horse-riding game we used to do when he babysat, and this enormous erection popped out of his trousers. He pulled on a condom and did me right here on the sofa.”

“Did it hurt, baby girl?”

“Nah, it wasn’t too bad. I don’t know what all the fuss is about a tiny flap of skin, but we did keep it our secret until today. Luckily I was wearing that old blue dress that was always far too short, it did get a bit stained, so we threw it away.”

“Naughty girl, I wondered where that had gone. Hopefully, dad will fall for the cycling accident excuse when he first fucks you this evening.”

Gracie disappeared out of shot, only to return a moment later carrying a large box, “look what I found on the doorstep, someone has left us a gift.”

Kimmie ripped off the shiny wrapping paper to reveal a box full of black leather and silver devices with a note saying For My Darling Pony Girls.

Gracie lifted out the two long swishy tails made of real horse hair attached to steel butt plugs - one small and one medium size, while Kimmie was carefully inspecting the reins and full body harnesses.

Gracie stood up, tightening the straps around her daughter’s skinny breasts and bottom, “I think some pervert must want us to play at being Pony Girls - remember that video we watched yesterday.”

After inserting the small butt plug tail and giving Kimmie a gentle slap, she demonstrated the correct way to trot around the sofa, keeping the forelegs held high while chomping on the bit between the teeth.

Kimmie was a natural, lifting each leg in turn, balancing on impossibly high hooves, while swishing her head from side to side, smiling all the time and making funny noises.

Then it was Gracie’s turn; taking a little longer to get dressed as the adult harness had a large dildo built into the crotch that rocked backwards and forwards under control from the reins.