Chapter 8

When I walked up Eva's driveway I noticed that all the lights were off. Not even the porch light was on. It was around 9:30 at night, and I didn't think they would've gone to bed so early. Eva's patrol car was in the driveway, so I assumed they were home. I didn't recall Eva having another car, but what do I know. I've only known her for two days.

Walking up to the door I tripped on something. I stumbled forward and cursed a little under my breath. I looked down and saw a plastic Woofle-ball bat. It probably belonged to Pita.

I hoped they hadn't gone to bed yet, and was worried that I had been locked out. Perhaps they thought that I had just walked out on them. That would suck because I was counting on staying at Eva's tonight, then tomorrow she was supposed to drive me home.

I opened the screen door. It creaked, so I opened it slower. Reaching for the handle and I was pleasantly surprised to find the door knob turned just fine. It was unlocked. Pushing the door open slowly I took a quick scan of the darkened living room. Nobody.

I had wondered if maybe they were watching a movie or something, and that's why the lights were out, but the room was empty and the T.V. was off.

The air smelled a little of macaroni and cheese. I looked over into the kitchen area and found the proof. A pan sat on the stove with a spoon sticking out of it. A half-finished plate of mac'n cheese sat next to it.

I stepped in the rest of the way and slowly eased the door shut. If they were asleep, I didn't want the creaking door to wake them. I was tired too. Having an anal fuck-fest will do that to a person. I guess. Not that I'm a big expert on it, but after what happened at the Given's house, I imagine all anal fuck-fests are exhausting.

The door latched and I turned the deadbolt.

A part of me wanted to go to Eva's room and lay down. She'd probably accept me with open arms. But I was tired. If I went to Eva, she'd probably talk me into having sex with her. That's something I'd normally go for, but like I said, I was tired. Both mind and body were aching for rest.

I looked around the living room and as my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I spotted the couch. It was warm and inviting. There was a blanket thrown over the back, so I didn't have to worry about wandering the small trailer house for one. I could just use one of the cushions as a pillow.

As I walked toward the sofa, I yawned.

Then I heard a faint squeak. At first I thought it was a noise coming from the back of my throat. My throat does that sometimes when I yawn really hard.

I put my finger in my ear and shook it around a second, just to make sure it was clear.

Then I heard a louder squeal.

This I was certain didn't come from my throat. It came from the back of the house. Somewhere down the hall, it had come from one of the back bedrooms.

Sighing, I found myself walking that direction. Carefully, and quietly. My steps were soft as I strolled down the hallway. I didn't want my feet to give me away.

As I neared the back bedroom, I heard distinct moans coming from inside. I stood between the two bedroom doors and I couldn't tell which room they were coming from. What concerned me however was that the moans were coming faster now.

My first instinct was that Eva was masturbating. But there was something wrong with the sounds I was hearing. The moaning and squeaking didn't sound like Eva at all. It sounded younger.

Was Pita diddling herself? Nah, couldn't be.

The trailer was set up similarly to the Given's trailer, only opposite. The far bedroom was most likely the master bedroom. Eva's room. I stepped up next to it pressed my ear to the door. The moaning, which was coming in short, rapid succession now, wasn't coming from the master bedroom.

Holy shit, I thought! It had to be Pita! Poor little girl.

I stepped away from Eva's room and pressed my ear to the other bedroom door. Sure enough, the sound was coming from inside. I could hear it quite clearly now. Whatever she was doing to herself had to be pretty rough because she was moaning and mewling like a cat in heat.

Had my influence affected her so violently? Had I cause a 9 year old to begin her maturation early? Before today, she probably never even thought about sex. Now little Pita was in her bedroom diddling herself like mad.

As strange as the thought was, I couldn't help my own body's reaction. My heart was beating harder in my chest and I felt that familiar stirring in my pants. I was somewhat surprised that I had any feeling down there considering the workout Ginger inflicted on it.

Nervously, I grabbed my hardening penis through my pants, as though that would calm it down some. Unfortunately, it just made it worse. It was hardening down my pant leg as I pressed my ear to the door and listened as Pita ... enjoyed herself.

I knew I should've gone back to the living room. The couch was calling to me, but listening to the soft squeaking moans of little Pita caused my tiredness to slip away. My brain wasn't in control anymore, and I so wanted to peek and see it for myself.

The lights in the house were off, so I might be able to simply crack the door open a little and see what she was doing inside.

Without thinking about it, I found my hand on her door knob. As quietly as I could, I turned the handle and eased my body into the door. It opened slowly and silently.

The tiny squeaks became louder as the seal was cracked. By this time my eyes were already adjusted to the dark. Careening my head a little bit, I stuck my face into Pita's bedroom and looked around.

I didn't have to look long. I found the source of the moaning. It was Pita. I was right. Yet, I was wrong at the same time.

My dick suddenly grew to its full girth; it strained against my jeans, hurting me badly. However I ignored the pain. The sight before me was too distracting to acknowledge something as silly as pain.

Little Pita wasn't alone.

I was shocked and excited at the same time!

Forgetting that I was supposed to be sneaking a peek, my hand dropped from the door handle and the door creaked its way open. However, Pita didn't stop moaning. She couldn't!

What I saw took my breath away.

Pita's bed had Hanna Montana bed sheets. They were strewn all over the place, hanging off the side of the mattress; the pillows were on the floor.

Pita was wearing Spongebob panties, yellow knee socks ... and nothing else. Her long black hair was done up in pigtails.

Eva was there too, wearing absolutely nothing ... except a strap-on dildo. Both were on the bed. Pita was bent over on the bed, her brown nipples pressed into the sheets, her tiny ass sticking up high. Eva knelt behind her daughter, with a hand pressing down into Pita's back. The little girl's panties were shoved to one side as Eva pounded the strap-on into her daughter's little pussy.

Pita squeaked and moaned with every thrust, her head hanging off the side of the bed.

My jaw felt like it hit the floor.

My hand was still covering my erection, which now felt like granite by the way.

So much for a 9 year old not understanding sex! She was getting a first class lesson from her own mother. I don't know what it is exactly about seeing a mother and daughter joined in sexual bliss, but it turns me on like nothing else in the world. It was so dirty, and kinky, so ... hot! I couldn't breathe at the sight before me.

Eva looked up at me, but continued to drill her daughter's pussy. The look on Eva's face sort of frightened me. It was consumed by lust. Her hair was all over the place, and sweat was covering her forehead.

How long had they been at it like this?

Eva's eyes were staring daggers at me. She was breathing heavily, her hips repeatedly slamming into Pita's. Only the hand resting on the olive skin of Pita's back kept the poor girl from falling off the bed.

Eva's eyes rolled back into her head and she licked her lips seductively. She was in a whole other world right now. Nothing existed outside it except for fucking her daughter.

I watched her gaze drift down to my pants. Her eyes got even wider and her expression turned deadly serious.

I gulped hard. My nervousness must've showed because I felt myself shaking a little.

"You came back," said Eva in between thrusts. "Pita, baby. Look who's here."

Pita's head turned to the side. She looked up at me with those beautiful almond eyes. Her face was covered in sweat as well. Her tiny mouth was open and huffing deep breaths as she mewed and moaned as her body was plowed.

Eva said to me, "Take off your clothes Mark." There was no asking in her tone. It was a demand.

Suddenly, all thoughts of sleep were erased as I witnessed this erotic sight before me.

I slowly began to undress. I pulled my shirt off and dropped it at my feet. Apparently, not fast enough because Eva barked, "Faster!"

My fingers fumbled with my fly and I jerked my pants down my legs as quickly as I could. The only thing restraining my dick was my underwear. I couldn't get those off fast enough either. Eva said with malice, "Take off that fucking underwear before I come over there and rip it off!"

Whoa! I thought. Who was in control here? Before now, I thought my influence caused women to follow my suggestions, not the other way around. Perhaps I had it all wrong. Maybe I just open up sexual inhibitions. Eva seemed to be a very strong willed person, so maybe she's always this sexually dominating.

Regardless, I was turned on more than anything I'd ever experienced before in my life. I was scared to. The way Eva was looking at me, it seemed she was going to devour me. That might have been her plan all along.

My underwear came off and I kicked it to the side of the room. My rock hard dick sprung up and pointed skyward.

Both Eva and Pita saw it and groaned loudly. Eva's head fell back and she moaned into the ceiling fan. Pita began grunting and huffing faster as she looked over at the erection between my legs. The little girl was panting, as though she was aching for it.

My God! I didn't know what to do. This whole situation took me completely by surprise.

Luckily, Eva was there to direct things.

"Go to the foot of the bed Mark," she said, fucking her daughter a little slower.

I did what I was told. I walked to the foot of the bed where Pita's head hung off the side. I looked down at the back Pita's head and watched in awe as her pigtails bounced to and fro.

"Now kneel ... kneel down in front of Pita."

Taking a deep breath, I tried to clear my mind of all things bad. I had a pretty good idea of what was coming. Falling to my knees, this put my dick pointing straight up into the little one's face.

Pita squeaked and mewled as she opened her mouth, straining her neck trying to reach it. She came up just an inch or two short.

"Uh ... Uh ... Uh..." she panted.

Did the girl even know what to do? I wondered.

I felt like a virgin again. I was conflicted on what was happening. I had to look up at Eva for further instructions.

"This is your going away present ... from the both of us," Eva said, "We knew you'd be back. So we went out to the Erotica store and found a dildo about the same size as yours. I wanted to break her in before she got the real thing."

Pita strained her neck to look up at me, "Mommy made me wait in the car."

Hearing Pita's voice speak while she was being fucked made her all the more desirable. She was sooo innocent sounding. So cute. The Spongebob panties were pushed so far to one side that it caught on one side her cute little bottom.

My hands came up and touched her back. Her skin was the same light brown as her mother's. The warm sweat on her back made my hands slip a little, but I somehow managed to feel her up a little. The touch was electric. It made the whole thing seem a little more real.

Pita must've felt it too because she squealed as my fingertips pressed into her back and began a soft massage.

I looked up at Eva, who resumed fucking her daughter a little quicker. My face was vacant of expression. I must've looked lost and in another world, because Eva took the initiative again.

"What's wrong?" Eva asked.

"Huh?" I said clueless.

"What's the problem?" She asked.

I shrugged, "I dunno. What do you mean?"

Eva stated, "That dick ain't gonna suck itself! Stick it in there already!"

It was almost cruel, the way Eva referred to her daughter as a simple sex toy, only to be used. Yet, it was fucking hot as hell!

Not able to take it anymore, and watching Pita's neck strain itself forward, mouth open, I grabbed hold of the girl's pigtails and eased my hips forward.

The moment her tiny lips touched the tip, I wanted to erupt right then. The sensation was too much. But somehow I managed. Pita was grunted now, and she managed to suck the tip of my dick into her small mouth. The feeling was amazing, especially when her tongue began to flick at it wildly.

I could tell she didn't know what she was doing, but that didn't take anything away from how fucking awesome it was.