Little Girl, Making Friends with Mommy’s Help (Men not boys) – Pt. 1

She’d always wanted to go to a party. Tonight, her mommy would take her to her first. The chubby virgin would meet some nice men.

“Mommy, why don’t boys like me?” Peggy asked, a single tear running down her soft cheek. The shy chubby 14 year old girl had never been popular with boys her age.

Rebecca’s arms wrapped around her daughter’s shoulders. She knew why boys didn’t look at her daughter the same way they looked at other girls. At only 4’11 and weighing nearly 120 pounds, Peggy wasn’t as pretty as the other girls.

That had never been a problem for Rebecca. When she’d been Peggy’s age, she’d been very popular with older boys and even a few men in her neighborhood. Rebecca’s body had developed early. Her breasts had reached nearly a D-cup by the time she was her daughter’s age and her tiny ass had been… broken-in, by her daddy, just after her 14th birthday.

Caressing Peggy’s shaking body, Rebecca tried to provide motherly comfort to her sweet innocent daughter. “Boys are just… insensitive, honey.” Rebecca’s loving hands rubbed the young girl’s back as she hugged Peggy’s cheek into her deep cleavage.

Rebecca wondered if perhaps Peggy would like to meet a few of her friends. If the boys in Peggy’s class didn’t appreciate her body, Rebecca knew her friends would!
Rebecca knew her baby was a virgin. When she introduced Peggy to the men, she’d tell them they had to be gentle with her… the first few times. At least, she’d make the suggestion.

Friday afternoon while Peggy was at school, Rebecca went shopping for new clothes. She wanted her sweet Peggy-Poo to look adorable when the men saw her for the first time.

Hours later, when Peggy pulled the new skirt over her thick thighs, she gasped, “Mommy, this doesn’t fit me. It’s… too short!”
“Not for this party,” Rebecca replied. The black skirt’s hem hung just below the girl’s soft ass mounds.

“I… can’t sit down, or… bend over,” Peggy objected with embarrassment.
Rebecca smiled proudly, knowing when the men saw her little girl, they’d be happy to help her… bend over! With an approving nod, she exclaimed, “You look perfect.”
Handing her daughter a new pair of panties, Rebecca said with motherly approval, “Here Sweetie, wear these under your new skirt.”

Peggy held the strange black panties near her face. “Mommy, these… they have a… hole in them!” She stared at the wide gap which would be between her legs. There was nothing to hide her… down there areas. Everything would be, exposed!

Rebecca chucked at her daughter’s innocence. “It’s not a hole, Peggy. They’re called,” she whispered playfully, “fuck panties.”
“Mommy!” Peggy gasped. “That’s a naughty word.”
Kissing the top of her naïve baby’s head, Rebecca replied, “It’s a… fun word, Sweetie.”

Ten minutes later Peggy sat in the car, tugging at the hem of her skirt. It was just as she’d suspected. When she sat down, her… special place, was exposed. Even more so, with the strange panties her mommy insisted she wear.
Peggy had been quiet for most of the ride to Bernie’s house. With a bashful tone, she asked, “Do you really think your friends will like me? Boys don’t!”

Rebecca’s right hand lovingly squeezed her daughter’s soft thigh. “Peggy,” she replied with certainty, “They’re going to… enjoy every part of you.”
With an eager smile, the unsuspecting girl giggled, “Then I’ll have friends like the other girls in my class.”

“Baby,” Rebecca knowingly chuckled, “you’ll have better friends than any of the girls in your class.”

Ten minutes later, Rebecca held Peggy’s hand as they walked toward Bernie’s front door.
A tall black man in his 50’s, wearing only a robe, greeted the two with an eager smile. “Peggy,” he manipulatively exclaimed, “You’re more beautiful than your mommy said.”
Peggy blushed, her brown eyes staring at the broad-shouldered nice man.

Stepping inside, the young girl saw two other men wearing only cotton robes, as if they were preparing for bed.

“So this is Peggy,” Ian observed, extending his arms with a welcoming gesture. As he did, the belt on his robe slipped across his large belly. The head of his hard 6” cock slipped between the robe’s sides. Giving the chubby girl a friendly hug, his cock bumped against her small fingers.

“Mommy… his,” Peggy stammered, “it touched me.”
“It’s OK, honey,” Rebecca explained as if it was perfectly normal for a man’s cock to touch a little girl. “These are my friends. They want to be your friends, too.”

“What a cute skirt,” the third man said, staring at her exposed thick upper thighs. “Just the perfect length.” Wade, like Ian, was in his 40s. A Physical Education teacher at a local school he was very comfortable with girl’s Peggy’s age.

Peggy’s hands tugged at the skirt’s hem. “It’s new,” she mumbled. Shyly pressing her shoulder against her mother’s side, Peggy felt uncomfortable with these… friendly men.
“Peggy,” Bernie abruptly asked, “do you like games?”

Cautiously, the little girl nodded. She was never invited to play with the boys or girls at school.
“We have a fun game,” he continued. “We all sit on the floor in a circle.”

Rebecca gently pushed Peggy to the living room floor. The girl’s knees drew close to her flabby tummy and immature C-cup tits, as she tried desperately to hide her strange panties from the men’s eyes.

Taking a few steps away, Rebecca sat facing her daughter’s shivering body. The woman’s legs opened wide exposing her panties.
“Mommy,” Peggy quietly exclaimed, “Your panties… like mine… I can see your….”
Rebecca nodded. “It a party Sweetie. We’re here to have fun.”

Ian and Wade sat on each side of the little girl, as Bernie sat close to Rebecca.
“Have you ever played Spin The Bottle?” Bernie asked, laying a wine bottle on the floor.
“No,” Peggy replied, “but I’ve heard of it.”

“Our version… our rules,” Ian explained, “are a bit different. The bottle choose who we kiss. However,” he said lustfully, his right hand rubbing against the Peggy’s back, “the one who spins the bottle, decides where they are… kissed.”

Peggy stared at her mother, whose pussy was visible under the weird panties.
“Sweetie, you have to take off your blouse. We can only wear our skirts and panties.” Eagerly removing her blouse, Rebecca’s large DD-cup tits sprung free as she unfastened her bra.

Glancing at her baby girl, Rebecca reiterated, “Take off your blouse, honey. Bra too.”
Hesitantly, Peggy slid the t-shirt over her head. Reluctantly, her bra fell as she quickly pulled her knees back to her chest. Though she still wore the new skirt, she was nearly naked.

Without pause, Bernie spun the wine bottle. The neck pointed toward Rebecca. “Hum,” he playfully moaned, “where should I have you kiss me?” Leaning back, his hands resting on the floor behind him, he exclaimed, “I think… my cock!”

Rebecca’s right hand opened the sides of Bernie’s robe. His hard 7” shaft stood above his large hanging balls.
Wrapping her fingers around the thick pole, Rebecca looked into Peggy’s astonished eyes.
“This is the game,” Rebecca explained, kissing the cock’s tip. “Men always play better games than boys.”

Peggy couldn’t look away. She stared at the long black shaft touching her mommy’s lips.

“This is how good girls kiss,” Rebecca explained. Opening her mouth, her lips slipped over the thick head. Bobbing her face toward the man’s balls, the black shaft pushed three, four than five inches into her mouth.

Peggy watched as her mommy’s lips squeezed the bottom of the long probe. It had disappeared into her mommy’s mouth… down her throat!

Ian grabbed the bottle, giving it a quick spin as Rebecca continued her deep-throat demonstration for her baby girl. Ian knew how to spin the bottle. The neck pointed toward Peggy.
Pulling his robe open, his thick 6” shaft was already oozing precum. Grabbing Peggy’s right shoulder, he jerked the chubby girl’s face close to his chest. “See how mommy’s mouth is on Bernie’s cock? You do that to me.”

Pushing her head toward his hard shaft, Ian felt her resistance. “Open your mouth,” he insisted, forcing her into a partially reclining position. “Put your lips around it and I’ll do the rest.”
With more force, Ian pushed Peggy’s mouth to his cock. Her warm lips pressed around the head as her tongue’s tip licked across the oozing head.

“Thaaaaat’s good, Peggy,” Ian moaned approvingly. Switching hands, his left held her virgin mouth over his molesting meat. Slipping his right hand over her side, he cupped Peggy’s smooth flabby tit. “Such wonderful piggy tits!” he groaned.

Peggy looked across the floor at her mother’s face. Her mommy’s lips were sliding effortlessly up and down over the long black shaft. Why had her mommy brought her to this place, to these men?
As the chubby girl watched her beautiful mother’s mouth doing the disgusting thing, she felt something… down there. A man’s finger was touching her.

“Peggy,” Ian groaned, “you’re doing good. But you need to kneel beside me.” Easing his grip on Peggy’s head, he let her lips slide from his cock.
Peggy looking up at Ian’s face. “This is… naughty. Why are you doing this… to me?”

Ian’s right hand squeezed her breast. “You’re a pretty piggy,” he exclaimed. “This is what men do… to sweet fuck piglets. I’m sure your mommy told you that.”
Peggy’s head shook. “No, I’m not a….”

“On your knees, fuck pig!” Ian said abruptly.
Slowly Peggy rose to her knees. With her elbows on the floor and her hands on Ian’s right thigh, her head hung above his throbbing shaft.

“Your new panties,” Ian gruffly asked, “What did your mommy call them?”
Peggy’s blushed, knowing she had to say a nasty word. “Mommy said they are… f… fuck panties.”

“That’s right,” Ian confirmed. “You saw your mommy’s panties. We fuck your mommy all the time, even if she is too skinny to enjoy.”
“Mommy’s pretty,” Peggy quickly objected.

“She’s pretty,” Ian agreed. “But she’s not a fuck piglet like you. Little fat girls are made for molesting. That’s why your mommy brought you to us.” Pushing Peggy’s mouth over the head of his cock, Ian chuckled, “before you leave tonight, we’re going to show you how men… many, many men, will use, enjoy, molest and rape your chubby fuck-pig body.”

“And not just tonight,” Bernie explained from across the room. “Your mommy is going to bring you back to us… and our friends… over and over.”

With a forceful shove, Ian pushed the girl’s lips halfway down his shaft. The head entered her virgin throat.
“Ummmmmmph,” Peggy gagged. Her young flabby tits swung above the floor as her plump ass cheeks tightened. The hidden pudgy tummy muscles jerked as the probe descended down her throat.

“Good fat fuck toy,” Ian groaned, driving the young girl’s face toward his balls. He’d been anticipating her mouth all day.
Extending his right hand to her immature tubby tits, his palm cupped the heavy flab.

“First taaaaste, piiiiggy,” he groaned, driving her lips to the base of his shaft. Ian’s cock jerked deep in her throat. A long shot of cum gushed from the tip as the fingers of his left hand yanked her hair, raising her lips around the erupting head.
“Rebecca,” Ian called as he held Peggy’s mouth over his cum gushing cock, “watch your filthy piglet swallow.”

Bernie released Rebecca’s mouth from his black shaft.
“Ohhhh yessssss Peggy,” Rebecca moaned with motherly approval. “Drink it, honey. Be a good girl… for the nice men.”

Peggy’s chucky body squirmed as the warm goo flowed across her tongue and down her throat.
Even though the men were doing nasty things to her, it was obvious her mommy approved.

On her knees, Peggy swallowed the strange goo. Behind her, on her squirming ass cheeks she felt a man’s hands. What was he doing? Why was he touching her… down there? He was being nasty, too.
Something warm and wet touched her secret naughty place.

As Ian’s limp cock slid from between her lips, Peggy glanced across the living room floor. “Mommy… these men… they’re touching me. They’re doing bad things….”
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