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“Wahhhh someone at school called me ugly!” Wei Ying cried as she ran into her mother’s bedroom. “Mommy—! Can you make me prettier pleaseee..I don’t want to be bullied by others!”
She said between sniffles, leaning into Lan Wangji’s hand. It dwarfed her cheek, a stark reminder of the obvious size difference between the pair. After all, Wei Ying was still growing. Knowing that fact had always stirred something in Lan Wangji. Even if it shouldn’t have.
She let out a soft croon, kissing the lingering tears away from the corner of Wei Ying’s puffy eyes. Salty, she thought.
She gently combed through Wei Ying’s locks of hair and did the two braids with small red ribbons at the ends. The two braids flowed down on both sides of her shoulders, dolling her up. Wei Ying’s small fingers toyed with the ribbons securing the braid, doing a sweet little twirl which caused the hem of her dress to flare beautifully.
“Mama , am I the prettiest girl in the world now?”
“Yes my dear, you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen, darling.” Lan Wangji believed this wholeheartedly. In fact, Lan Wangji felt that Wei Ying was more than beautiful.
Those breedable hips, curvaceous body and that small waist, every inch of pale skin she caught glimpses of when dressing Wei Ying…how could anyone resist? Lan Wangji always dismisses these feelings full of ill intentions, with each day harder to control. Especially when Wei Ying is so innocent, so easy to manipulate within her grasp; especially when Wei Ying trusts Lan Wangji wholeheartedly; especially when Wei Ying looks so fuckable in her Mama’s braids.
Wei Ying started talking about the events that happened in school joyfully on Lan Wangji’s lap. Lan Wangji listened to each and every word out of her pink kissable lips, trying not to think about the heat of her daughter’s pussy pressed into her thigh, through the thin, bunny-patterned pajama dress Wei Ying had on. It would be so easy to thrust up against her clit right now. So easy to turn her into a moaning mess. So easy to—
“...And then, Jixuan kissed Yanli-jie!” A pause, before Wei Ying looked up at Lan Wangji, shifting in her lap. “Mama, why do people kiss?”
“..Kissing is done between two people who love each other.”
A small, drawn-out hum of contemplation, before Wei Ying beamed. “But I loveeee Mommy! Can I kiss you?”
“..Yes, of course you can..” The words were out before Lan Wangji could take them back, before she could process the possible implications of agreeing to something like this. Lan Wangji knew that Wei Ying was too young to understand what the act of kissing meant but she was selfish, so selfish in her perverse thoughts towards her own daughter.
Wei Ying gave her an eager peck on the lips, trying to mimic what she saw at school. As she was about to pull away, she felt a firm grip on her cheek.
“Ma-mghhph.!!” Wei Ying barely managed a sound before it dissolved into a startled moan as Lan Wangji slid her tongue into Wei Ying’s mouth, devouring her and her words.One hand slid up to cradle the back of Wei Ying’s head, fingers tangling in her braids,the other at her waist, keeping her locked in place. Her mouth tasted of artificial strawberries, most likely from the lollipop added as a snack in her lunch that day. Wei Ying’s plump lips were so warm, so soft to the touch, it was more than anything Lan Wangji could have ever wanted. Except Lan Wangji shouldn't want this. It's wrong. It's wrong for a mother to prey on such a young innocent child, her own child at that. Nevertheless, Lan Wangji continued to chase the sensations of Wei Ying’s tongue, not caring for the consequences.
“Mama…mnaghh.. please.. I-I cwant b-breathe.. mhgh..too mwuchh” she gasped for air while pawing at Lan Wangji’s shoulders , trying to push her away.However, Lan Wangji was so much bigger and stronger in comparison to her cute little daughter, her sturdy yet gentle grip on her petite waist could not be broken off by Wei Ying’s vain attempts.
Lan Wangji only pulled away when she felt a wet heat down there. This heat didn’t belong to her, no. It was from Wei Ying, the thin dress soaked between her thighs.
“Mama… s-sorry for peeing.. I couldn’t help it hngh..” Wei Ying’s rosy cheeks flushed redder than ever, voice almost inaudible from the embarrassment. Wei Ying, in the stained dress—now slightly see through, giving a glimpse of the cherry-red panties she wore,with glistening saliva dripping down her kiss-swollen lips, looked so irresistible,so tempting to violate..
“This isn’t pee A-ying,this happens when you feel good.”Wei Ying made a confused face, with those innocent silver doe eyes looking at her mother. This is wrong, the rational voice in Lan Wangji’s head was back, fighting back against her instincts. However, it was getting shunned out by her overwhelming lust she felt for her daughter for years.
This is her chance.
“A-ying, do you want to feel good?” If Wei Ying disagreed, she would use all her willpower to restrain herself . Perhaps, this was the only way to hold herself back.
“Yes Mommy! I want to feel good!!! I want to always be happy!” Her words blurted out with such innocence, and looked at Lan Wangji with an amused smile, as if finding the question itself to be silly.
Lan Wangji lost all restraint there and then.
In the next moment, Lan Wangji’s hands pinned Wei Ying down onto the bed, her hand impatiently pushing up Wei Ying’s dress .The action only served to startle Wei Ying, a shiver running through her small body as her drenched panties and soft nipples were exposed to Lan Wangji’s hungry eyes.
“Mama..You’re s-scaring mee.. hic..” Wei Ying sobbed. Lan Wangji licked away the tears off Wei Ying’s face, her small wrists pinned beside her head.
One day , Wei Ying will get used to this.
Lan Wangji slid her tongue back into Wei Ying’s mouth, gauging more of that strawberry taste from earlier. Wei Ying’s cries descended into moans, before she uselessly tried to move her tongue against her Mama’s. But her actions were just a poor emulation—she was still, only eight. How well could she have done? Her inexperience was more than appealing to Lan Wangji, it means Mama could take her purity away and train her into a slut, just for Mama. Shifting the braids that was hiding her daughter’s pure and untouched neck, she lapped at her spotless nape, now imprinted with dark purple hickeys to let the whole world know that she belonged only to Lan Wangji.
“It hurts!!!”
Lan Wangji ignored Wei Ying’s soft cries , merely kissing the tender skin at the newly marked neck. “Trust me, A-ying, it will feel good soon.” Lan Wangji moves down A-ying’s body, caressing her adorable chest, tracing the subtle curve of her still-developing breasts. “Cute.” Lan Wangji muttered under her breath, before going in and ravaging at Wei Ying’s pink perky nipples.
A scream left Wei Ying’s lips, more protests falling from her lips. Her small body was unable to withstand the incessant sucking against her nipples, legs flailing around as much as she could while pinned under Lan Wangji. This was a side of her mother she had never seen before, and she was terrified.
“It really…hic! Hurts!” Wei Ying whimpered at the hot and foreign sensations that went down to her cunt. Lan Wangji tightened her grip with one hand at the chest and another at her waist , comforting her beloved daughter between alternating kisses and bites.
After adorning her soft belly with marks, Lan Wangji finally shifted her attention downward. She sniffed at her little pussy, still concealed by the soiled panties.She could never get enough of the peppery smell emanating from her daughter’s cunt. Not even if she has a secret stash of her daughter’s used panties hidden somewhere—that she grinded on and smelt whenever she could—compared to the real thing before her eyes. Oh, how she couldn’t wait to remove the pathetic excuse of a cloth that was covering Wei Ying’s slit.
A brush of cold hair hit Wei Ying’s pussy causing her to gasp in surprise. Her eyes widened, before a low whimper left her lips. Wei Ying’s mind was in disarray; feeling uneasy yet aroused all at once. The gasp turned into little whimpers, when a kiss was plastered onto her enclosed folds.
Her two fingers spread at the folds, revealing a tiny slit between. Lan Wangji dived in at the clit, using her tongue to lap at the small sensitive bundle of nerves, getting a taste of Wei Ying’s juices. The slick—hot, sweet, with a tinge of metallic flavour—was the tastiest thing she ever had. It couldn’t come close to the cold, wet discharge, carrying the slight scent of pee she was used to licking off Wei Ying’s used panties.
The wet heat pooled below, causing more juice to leak out. This only spurred her on, moving her tongue into Wei Ying’s silt, causing her to whine.
“Mommy..please!” Wei Ying thrashed her legs again. This time, Lan Wangji grabbed at her inner thighs forcefully, keeping her in place while still devouring and sucking at her clit. Lan Wangji’s hands slid down to Wei Ying’s ankles, tossing them over her shoulders and locking her in place, preventing her from resisting the overwhelming pleasure.
More pleas fell from her mouth, each time louder and more desperate. Yet, with every lick, she was becoming more uncertain if she wanted her mother to stop, or chase the pleasure.
“Something is coming out! Please…hngh I’m going to pee again!..” Yet, Lan Wangji’s tongue continued moving. Lan Wangji only thrusted her tongue with accelerating speed, ignoring Wei Ying’s hysterical cries.
Wei Ying’s whole body convulsed, as juices squirted out in all directions. She panted as she came down from her high, breathless from her first orgasm. Lan Wangji lapped up and drank all the fluids that squirted out, not wanting to waste any drop of her dear daughter’s fluids. Then, she started to lick up the remaining fluids coating Wei Ying’s thighs, savouring the musky fluid like it was the most divine thing she ever consumed.
“A-Ying, you taste so good..so sweet..” Lan Wangji whispered, hot breath hitting against Wei Ying’s now flushed and wet folds.The clit, inflamed and red and drenched in fluids, was so alluring, so inviting.
Perfect for a finger to invade.
With one finger, Lan Wangji brushed against the entrance, slowly applying pressure against the tight cunt. The pussy twitched and tightened uncontrollably at first breach, the tip of the finger disappearing into her clit. Wei Ying trembled, looking up at her mother with naive, teary eyes. “Mama...what is this..I’m confused .. Mommy.. I'm scared!”
Being locked in position, Wei Ying’s pussy could only lay there like a good slut and take in Mama’s fingers, one by one. Tears started beading at the corners of her eye one after another as Lan Wangji thrusted the finger slowly , gauging at the feeling of the tight walls twitching sporadically around the length of her finger.
The red rimmed eyes, the glistening tears, the trembling lips. They were all familiar to Lan Wangji. She had seen the many times that her daughter had bawled over something. Yet each time, she got turned on by that tear stained face, wanting her face to contort; but instead, from pleasure. And now, she was finally given the opportunity to see it for herself.
She thrusted her finger in all at once, her knuckle slightly too thick, stretching her pure, tiny pussy, causing a moan to fall from Wei Ying’s lips. Lan Wangji squeezed in another finger, trying to make space for her thick fingers in her narrow walls. She curved her fingers in, rubbing against her sweet spot.
“Ahh..Mommyy..!!Feels good..!!” Her insides clenched so hard against her fingers, squirming as they moved in faster and harder with each time. More moans and whimpers fell from Wei Ying’s lips as she subconsciously bucked her hips towards those thick fingers, trying to chase the pleasure at the sweet spot .Liquids began to squirt out of that pink pussy as Lan Wangji pulled out her fingers. The tight walls clenched around nothing, as if her body wanted her Mama to permanently stay inside and continue pleasuring her.
She reached over to the bedside drawer, pulling out a bottle of lube and a 13-inch light blue phallic object—they were items she got on a whim. Well, she shouldn’t have bought them in the first place, even more so if her brain was filled with lustful thoughts to use them on Wei Ying. So they were left in the drawers, never seeing the light of day.
“Mama,what’s that..?” Wei Ying muttered, still in a trance, but her eyes sparkled with curiosity as she watched her mother put on the strap.
“Something to go inside..”she rubbed her fingers against Wei Ying’s clit, before inserting her finger in again. “..Here.” This time, Wei Ying was too tired to even resist. The slick inside the folds stuck to her fingers, before Lan Wangji coated the strap-on with it. She proceeded to coat the rest of the silicon with lube, hoping to make the stretch later easier for her poor A-ying. Though her pussy could take it so perfectly regardless, she thought inwardly.
She tapped the silicon cock lightly on Wei Ying’s inviting folds, already feeling the phantom touch of tight wetness on her tip. At the first breach of her pussy, Wei Ying let out a loud yelp, becoming fully conscious from the shock of the penetration. This didn’t deter Lan Wangji, it only encouraged her to go deeper. The whole cock thrust in at once, bottoming out in Wei Ying’s body, as if trying to mold her inner walls to fit nobody’s cock but Lan Wangji’s. Her hairless pussy came into contact with the leather harness strapped at Lan Wangji’s hips, “.N-No..too big…Hurts..” Wei Ying could barely vocalise her words, as she began to mewl and whimper. Streaks of blood started to trickle down from the opening of the clit.
The hymen broke.
“Stop..”
Wei Ying is such a sweet child, letting her mother use her virgin hole in whatever way she wanted. The clit, red and swollen, decorated by Wei Ying’s juices,blood and lube, was practically asking, begging for her perverted mother to ruin.
Lan Wangji traced her fingers over Wei Ying’s dripping pussy, before speaking in a low husk.“It’s not good to lie, Wei Ying. Your body tells me you want this.” She increased in speed, not caring for Wei Ying’s protests. Going deeper with each thrust, she could feel the walls grip tighter against her phantom cock, possibly rearranging her insides. Wei Ying’s wails got louder and more distraught, her face contorting with both pain and pleasure.
On Wei Ying’s round belly was a slight bump, caused by the silicon strap-on deep in her pussy. What seemed like an impossible feat was only possible because of how small her child body was. Riled up by their stark size difference, Lan Wangji wanted nothing more than to see more of how Wei Ying’s body contorted under her grip. She pulled out her cock all the way, until just the tip was left inside. Then in one go, thrust all the way in, against Wei Ying’s sweet, sweet spot.
Another yelp left Wei Ying’s lips.
Lan Wangji leaned down, planting her lips against the distinct belly bulge, worshipping it reverently with her mouth. “A-ying, you’re so cute for me.” With her hands around Wei Ying’s waist, she kneaded the bulge with her thumb, earning a low keen from Wei Ying.
“Feels…weird…don’t press there…mgh!” Lan Wangji slid her tongue into her mouth, muffling her cries. “It will feel better after I kiss you.”
Kisses are a sign of love after all.
As soon as her lips left Wei Ying’s, Wei Ying was flipped around. Hands held forcefully behind her sleek back, abdomen pressed against the mattress. The sudden movement made Wei Ying let out a small whimper. Lan Wangji’s strap was already deep inside her folds. But it wasn’t enough. Lan Wangji wanted to be deeper.
With one hand, she glided her fingers over the long braids. “These braids really look beautiful on you my dear..” She gave a small peck on one of the plaits. “With these on I couldn’t even resist doing all those things to you..” The strap was pulled out again. Before Wei Ying could whine about being empty, Lan Wangji pulled at the braids with a yank, and thrust her strap in. This time, it hit the spot from a different angle.
“A—ah.!” A shudder went down Wei Ying’s spine, causing her to squirm dramatically. More juices began shooting out, fluids staining Lan Wangji’s lean abs. The bedsheets were thoroughly ruined, stained with a mix of Wei Ying’s fluids and lube.
Wei Ying blinked a few times when she felt Lan Wangji’s hands shifting on her waist, heaving deeply as she basked in the afterglow of her first orgasm. She tried, really tried to stay awake, but she was too tired, especially since it was only her first time.
“Mama…love you …” That low murmur was all that left her lips, before she drifted off to sleep.
When Lan Wangji pulled out, it was clear that Wei Ying’s body was thoroughly used. Finger bruises found at her wrists and waist, purple hickeys that almost fully covered her neck and at her areolas. Her braids had been loosened from the rough fucking, and short strands of hair clung to her forehead, still gleaming with dried tear streaks.
Adorable.
She plastered one last kiss on her forehead before carrying her into the bathtub. Inserting her fingers into Wei Ying’s hole again, she cleaned up the arousal fluids and blood from inside. Of course, it was just to make sure Wei Ying was clean…and not to feel her up once more.
Wei Ying let out subtle moans, blissfully unaware of Lan Wangji’s fingers. My child is so trained now.. A faint smile formed on her lips.
She withdrew her stained fingers after cleaning up, licking at the digits to prevent wasting any of her darling’s precious fluids. It still had that sweet, musky taste, something Lan Wangji couldn’t get enough of.
Going over the bruises with a warm towel, she almost pitied Wei Ying. Almost. But this was the best experience she felt her entire life, it was like her whole life’s purpose, everything that led up to this, was to fuck her cute beloved daughter.
After washing up, she gently rubbed ointments at the love marks that dotted Wei Ying all over, giving a peck to each mark before applying, before dressing and tucking her child into bed.
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The love marks adorning Wei Ying’s body were still very obvious the morning after. It was an undesirable outcome, especially since Wei Ying still had school. Lan Wangji could only carefully apply concealer to the visible marks, gently dabbing the product onto her skin. As much as she wanted everyone to know who Wei Ying’s body belonged to, she couldn’t let her immoral actions be discovered.
But the most jarring thing was that Wei Ying wasn’t acting like her usual self. Gone were the small pranks she would play, or the rambles she would go on about for minutes at a time non stop. Wei Ying was quiet throughout the morning, perhaps even a little…scared. She remained silent even when Lan Wangji tied her hair into the braids she’d begged for yesterday; it seemed that there was simply no getting to her.
It was then Lan Wangji knew she went too far.
As her mother, she shouldn't have crossed the boundaries between a mother and her daughter, to prey on such an innocent young girl. She shouldn't even have had indecent thoughts about her own child in the first place. She knew..she knew she was wrong..and yet.
She still couldn't stop thinking about how amazing it felt to be inside Wei Ying’s pussy, to forcibly take her virginity away. Shaking her head , she brushed off the dark thoughts that reside in her mind, looking down at Wei Ying with guilt in her eyes. I’m sorry A-ying, Mama was supposed to protect you, not to corrupt you..She hugged Wei Ying , but couldn’t find it in herself to apologise, because she didn't deserve to be forgiven at all . I ruined and scarred her for life.
Even during the car ride to and fro school, guilt ate away at Lan Wangji’s insides. Should she turn herself in? Let someone else take custody of her darling daughter? Someone who didn’t have such…horrible thoughts? She hadn’t even noticed the time flying, arriving at Wei Ying’s school a little later than usual as a result. Even with the hours that passed, she still wasn't mentally prepared to face the child she had defiled and traumatised.
“Mama…it’s wet down there again…”
Those murmured words however, snapped Lan Wangji out of her thoughts. Wei Ying stumbled into the passenger side, tugging her uniform skirt loose in the process. The tinted car windows prevented anyone from seeing the sight, which let Lan Wangji take in the arousing sight of Wei Ying’s soaked panties and glistening folds. Only for her mother’s eyes to see.
…Wei Ying must’ve been thinking about it. About the pain, the pleasure, the sensations that she lost herself in yesterday. After her own mother took away her first.
“ Mama.. can we do it again..please..” Her face went red, but that didn’t hide the obvious need and eagerness in those doe eyes of hers. Her pussy so obviously fluttering, craving for anything inside.
The whole situation only brought a soft, rare chuckle to fall from Lan Wangji’s lips. God…it was so wrong for a child to be asking for sex. So wrong…but knowing that didn’t stop the muffles and cries that filled the interior of the car for minutes to come.
Oh my sweet child. So, so perfect for me..
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One month later
“T-take it out…agh!!” Wei Ying was on all fours, practically having her ass on display. The bunny shaped vibrator trembled rapidly inside her clit, creating friction against the inside walls. Lan Wangji fiddled with the controller, increasing the intensity of the toy. Wei Ying let out a loud moan.
“H-Hic…how could you prey on your innocent child like that? Manipulating your daughter i-into spreading her cute pussy for you? H-Hah…”
“You like it.” One hard slap landed against Wei Ying’s left buttock, leaving a huge red handprint in its wake. “M-mama! D-dont sp-” Another spank. With the vibrations in her hole and the stinging pain left lingering on her ass, Wei Ying’s voice faded into little whimpers and moans.
“Your body seems to love this new vibrator very much.. is it better than my cock?” Lan Wangji asked as she steadied Wei Ying’s hips , rubbing her strap against Wei Ying’s aching entrance. Wei Ying tried to rub her pussy against Lan Wangji, but the vibrator was in the way, making it impossible to gauge the feeling of the strap. “Please…mommy..cock…want..” She mewled in between moans and whines.
Yet Lan Wangji made no indication to heed her requests. “Uuu…Mama is so mean…when I want it, you won’t give it to me…you even raped me without my consent the first time—A-ah…!”
The rabbit-shaped toy was taken out and replaced with a silicon strap with little rounded spikes. The round protrusions created extra friction as they rub against Wei Ying’s inner walls, making her see stars.
“M-mama only got turned on at the thought of raping me..mmng.. naughty Mama! ”At Wei Ying’s playful words, Lan Wangji rocked her hips faster, fucking the brattiness out of her slutty little daughter. Wei Ying’s rambles collapse into loud moans , feeling the textured cock trying to make more space in her tight pussy. It didn’t take long for Wei Ying to orgasm and collapse against the pillows, despite her cocky attitude just minutes ago.
Lan Wangji cradles her in her arms, before giving little pecks all over the bite marks blooming on Wei Ying’s body , whispering “A-ying , Mama loves you.”