The Cindy Chronicles Chapter Eighteen © 2010 Anais Ninja anais.ninja.asstr@gmail.com anais_ninja@hotmail.com I woke up before Cindy the next morning, a rare occurrence. Usually, she was up before me and often woke me up with a blow job. I wanted to return the favor and lick her tender pussy, but she was wearing panties since her twat was still oozing semen even after her bath. Instead of licking her slit, I began to gently tongue her tiny nipples. Cindy began to moan, then she stirred and finally woke up. "That felt good, Daddy," she cooed. "How did you sleep?" "Good," she replied. "Are you sore down there?" "A little," Cindy said. "Maybe the doctor can give you something for that," I said. Cindy got up out of bed, used the bathroom, changed her panties, and we went to breakfast. After we ate, we sought out Max, who gave Cindy a quick examination. There was no bruising on her pussy or any visual signs that she'd taken all those cocks in her tender hole the night before. The doctor gave Cindy a couple of pills, some mild painkillers that would take care of the soreness. "You should give it a rest for a day or two," the doctor advised Cindy. "Okay," she said. "But I can still use my mouth and bottom, right?" "Of course," Max said. After thanking the doctor, we returned to our room where Cindy changed into one of her new pairs of Helen-designed panties, the pink satin ruffled ones with the anal opening. Underneath these, she wore her butterfly vibrator; it was softly humming as it stimulated her clit. "Don't overdo it, princess," I advised her. "Your bottom can't take as many cocks as your pussy." "Okay, Daddy," Cindy said. "I don't want to have to wear diapers tomorrow." On the patio, Cindy found her friends Jessi and Chrissie. The pantiboi and the teen tranny oohed and aahed over her frilly panties, especially the lace-trimmed hole that exposed her tiny anus. I had no doubt that they'd have their own pairs before the weekend was over. Chrissie's hormonal levels meant that achieving an erection was a hit or miss affair. However, Cindy took this as a challenge and this morning was no exception. My little girl knelt at Chrissie's feet and pulled her soft cock out of her panties, using her mouth to get her hard. It took a lot of licking and sucking on Cindy's part to turn that recalcitrant penis into a glistening hard-on. Chrissie laid down on the padded mats and Cindy resumed servicing her glistening cock. My little girl had her ruffled butt in the air, her tight little ass on display for all to see. Jessi was the first to take advantage of the situation. He pulled the front of his little pink panties down, freeing his stiff little dick. After smearing lubricant on his finger-sized cock, he knelt behind Cindy and pressed the tip of his dick against her tight little ass. "Fuck me, Jessi," Cindy cooed. As the little pantiboi slid his dick into Cindy's tiny anus, she took Chrissie's cock back in her mouth and continued ravishing the teen tranny's smooth penis. My little girl reached into her panties and turned up the butterfly vibrator, making it buzz her tiny clit as she ravished Chrissie's cock with her mouth. Jessi began to thrust his stiffy in and out of Cindy's tight bottom, an expression of bliss on his face. "Hi, Randy," Trinket said, walking up to me with Kayleigh and Keisha. "Hi, sweetie," I said. "We're getting a game of Musical Pussies together," Trinket said. "Would you like to play?" "Musical Pussies?" I asked. "It's like Musical Chairs, 'cept no one gets left out," she replied. "Sure, I'd love to," I said. I followed them out to the great lawn where a group had gathered, mostly preteen girls, teen boys, and some men. While Trinket went to gather some more players, I sat in the grass while Kayleigh fondled my cock. Since losing her virginity that summer, she'd become an expert on male anatomy, having had dozens of them in her mouth and pussy. Trinket returned with more preteen girls and a boom box. In it was a specially prepared tape: 30 seconds of music followed by two minutes of silence, then more music, more silence, and so on. The tape was an hour long. The girls arranged themselves in a circle, all facing inwards and on their hands and knees. Most were stark naked, while some had pulled their panties down around their thighs. It was an erotic sight, twenty hairless pussies ready for twenty hard cocks. A tube of lubricant was passed around among the men and boys. Trinket turned on the boom box and took her place in the circle. As the music played, the men and boys present walked around the circle of girls in a clockwise fashion. Suddenly, the music stopped and there was a rush to kneel behind the nearest preteen girl. I found myself behind Keisha, and I stuffed my glistening cock into her tight little twat. "Ooooohhh..." The little black girl moaned as my cock wormed its way into her cleft. I held her chocolate buns in my hands as I began to thrust in and out of her tiny twat. Twenty little girls were now gasping and moaning as their pussies were filled with hard pumping meat. As I fucked little Keisha's kitty, I looked around the circle. Mindy was there, with Artie balls deep in her tight little pussy, rogering her with his curved cock. John was giving Trinket a nice hard screw while next to him Mindy's brother Mark was having his way with Brittany. Zhenya and Tanya were playing as well, being taken from behind by two teenage boys. Just then, the music began playing again. I pulled out of Keisha's tiny twat and followed the other men and teen boys around the circle. When the music stopped, I was near Zhenya. The little girl wiggled her bottom saucily as I knelt behind her and she gasped as I filled her tight passage with my hard meat. I knew I only had two minutes in her delicious pussy, so I put them to good use, pumping her tiny twat with my thick shaft. Zhenya began to moan loudly, her little body trembling as my fat prick stretched her narrow passage. "Ooooh...da...yes...ooooh..." Zhenya's moaning grew even louder as I pumped her tender hole with my pistoning cock. She rocked back on her hands and knees, meeting my thrusts with her sweet little bottom. I was wondering if I'd be able to make her come when the music started. As I reluctantly pulled out of her tight pussy, she let out a sigh of disappointment. Thirty seconds later I was kneeling behind Trinket and pressing the tip of my cock into her tiny twat. She pushed back with her hips, engulfing my thick shaft with her tight little pussy. Immediately, I began to thrust in and out of her tender hole with long, powerful strokes. "Mmmmmm...Randy...yesss..." After John had used her tight pussy, she'd had another adult cock up her snatch before mine. Now she was close to her release. I pumped her hairless slit hard, our thighs slapping together. Trinket's tight passage gripped my cock as I pounded her little hole. Suddenly she cried out and arched her back, her body trembling as she came. Her tiny twat spasmed around my pistoning cock. Just as I was about to come, the music started again. Now I saw the object of this game. If a man came in a girl's snatch, they were both eliminated and had to leave the circle. But if one could hold out until the music started playing, you had thirty seconds to cool off, letting you last longer. The pauses gave the girls a chance to rest and coitus interruptus heightened the tension, making their release all the more spectacular. The music stopped again and this time I was behind a little Asian girl, maybe eight years old. She gasped as I sank my thick cock into her tiny little pussy, pushing back with her hips as her hairless slit engulfed my hard penis. "Ooooh...such a big one," the girl moaned as I began to slowly thrust in and out of her tight passage. The girl's tiny pussy felt delicious as it gripped my glistening shaft. She began to pant and moan loudly as I pumped her tight twat, holding her by her slender hips as I rocked her back and forth on my fat prick. "Oh...oh, yes...oh...oh..." The little Asian girl gasped and moaned as I banged her succulent twat. She began to tremble and shake as her climax neared, quivering like a plate of jello. Then she cried out and her tender little body convulsed, her tight twat spasming around my cock as she came. I kept pumping the girl's pulsating pussy until the music began again. While I had been sampling the little Asian girl's delights, two men and two little girls had been eliminated. The men watched from the sideline while the girls busied themselves licking the cum from each other's pussy. The next time the music stopped I was paired up with Kayleigh. The delightful little girl enjoyed an intense orgasm as I plowed her tiny twat. I almost lost it in her spasming passage but managed to hold out for the two minutes until the music started again. Three more pairs had been eliminated, narrowing the field somewhat. I noticed that Zhenya was now on the sideline along with John. He couldn't resist creaming the little Russian girl's hairless slit, which now dripped with his thick semen. Three rounds later, there were two pairs left: Artie and Kayleigh, me and Tanya. Artie sank his curved member into Kayleigh's tight pussy, making her squeal with delight. I stuffed my hard meat into the six-year-old's tiny twat, making her gasp as my thick shaft stretched her narrow passage. She moaned as my hard cock sawed in and out of her delicate slit, her tight hole gripping my tool like a fist. As Artie pumped Kayleigh's hairless slit, I could hear her begin to come again. I tried my best not to come in Tanya's delicious pussy, but it was no use. When she began to cry out in pleasure and her tiny twat tightened around my tool, it was just too much. I buried my cock in her tight little snatch and erupted, spurting my thick cream in her spasming hole. "Okay, you win," I said to Artie. He was still pumping Kayleigh's pussy, making the little girl writhe and moan with one orgasm after another. Finally, he let out a gasp as he ejaculated inside her pulsating pussy, filling Kayleigh's succulent hole with his hot sperm. As I pulled my glistening cock out of Tanya's cum-filled slit, the girls clustered around Artie, drowning him in a sea of creamy girl flesh. I congratulated him on his hard fought victory and went off to see how Cindy was doing. My little girl was still on the patio, on her hands and knees, in the throes of an orgasm as David pumped her tight ass with his smooth teen cock. The boy had a blissful expression on his face as he took his pleasure in Cindy's sweet bottom. A moment later he groaned loudly, his hard cock erupting in her tight tush, filling it with his hot baby batter. "Hi, princess," I said, kneeling by Cindy's head. "Hi, Daddy," she said. "I made six cocks very happy, two with my mouth and four in my ass." "That's wonderful, peaches," I said, leaning down to kiss her soft lips. Cindy sighed as David pulled his cock out of her cream-filled rectum. Linda's eleven year old son Jason was there to take his place. He had a well developed cock for a boy his age, a smooth shaft with a slightly flaring head. Cindy moaned as he sank his dick into her tiny anus, sliding in on a carpet of sperm. "Can I make your cock happy, too, Daddy?" Cindy said as Jason began to thrust his dick in and out of her tight ass. "I'd love that, princess," I said, sitting down in front of her. As Jason pumped her sweet bottom, she gently fondled my hardening cock with her hands and then she lowered her head in my lap, taking my tool into her warm mouth. Her blonde head bobbed up and down as she hungrily devoured my meat. While the young boy used her upturned tush for his pleasure, I could hear the butterfly vibrator humming away inside Cindy's frilly panties. "Mmmmm...I love sucking my daddy's cock," Cindy moaned. She cupped my balls and stroked my glistening shaft while her soft tongue bathed my knob. Over the last three years, my little girl had been able to get more and more of my meat in her lovely mouth. Cindy's technique was impeccable, a far cry from those first tentative blowjobs she gave when she was only eight years old. Now she could milk the sperm from my cock with the skill of a grown woman. "Mmmm...mmmmm...mmmmmmm..." Cindy was moaning around my meat; the combination of the vibrator, Jason pumping her tiny anus, and her daddy's thick cock in her mouth making her pleasure grow. Jason was pounding her little bottom now, chasing his own pleasure. With a soft gasp escaping from his lips, his hips stiffened and he came, squirting just a drop of cum in Cindy's tight bottom. She kept her lips glued to my cock, greedily sucking me as Jason pulled out of her ass. Until now, only young boys and teens had used Cindy's ass for their pleasure. Now an older man appeared, a distinguished gentleman in his mid-fifties. He had a long cock, not too thick, but with a bulbous head. The man took his time, lubricating his cock well before pressing it against Cindy's tiny anus. When she felt his knob touch her tush, Cindy released my cock from her lips and turned to see who was behind her. "Ooooh...that feels big," she cooed. "Too big for you, sweetheart?" the man asked. "No," she replied. "Put it in me." "Just what I like to hear," the man said. Cindy let out a gasp as the man sank his hard cock into her tight passage, then she went back to ravishing my tool with her mouth and hands. The man began to slide his cock in and out of Cindy's bottom, using long, slow, powerful strokes. Filled fore and aft with hard man meat, Cindy's moaning began anew. Her tender little body trembled as two grown men took their pleasure in her mouth and ass. Her own pleasure began to build as the thought of being a naughty little girl who let men use her body augmented the sensations the vibrator was producing. "Mmmmm...mmmmm...mmmmmm...mmmmph..." My hard cock, stuffed in her mouth, was stifling Cindy's moans. The man in her ass kept pumping her tiny anus, lost in the delicious feeling of her tight passage gripping his glistening shaft. My little girl trembled around his cock, her pleasure rising as his big cock sawed in and out of her bottom. "Uh...uh...uh...uhng!" Cindy let my cock fall from her mouth as she came, crying out in ecstasy as the vibrator and the man's pistoning cock pushed her over the edge. Her tender little body convulsed, trembling and shaking. The man pumping her ass gasped as her tight hole contracted around his tool. He buried his hard cock in her tush and let out a groan, spurting a gusher of his hot, thick cum in Cindy's bottom. When she felt him erupt in her ass, she gasped and then she engulfed my hard cock with her warm mouth, eager to have cream in both ends of her digestive tract. "Come for me, Daddy," Cindy urged me as she pounced on my hard cock, sucking and licking it with her pouty lips and soft tongue. Seeing my little girl climax with a hard cock pumping her tight little ass brought me close to her release, and now her skilled hands and mouth were sending me over the edge. I felt an intense orgasm building up, a crashing wave of pleasure spreading from the center of my body. When Cindy looked up at me with her big beautiful eyes, her mouth filled with my hard man meat, I began to come, spurting my hot creamy load in her lovely mouth. "Mmmmmm..." my little girl moaned as she swallowed my thick semen, her soft tongue bathing my glans. Cindy gently milked the sperm from my cock and balls with her lips and hands, hoping to get every drop of cum into her loving mouth. The man who had just come in her ass now pulled out his softening cock, having watched Cindy skillfully suck my throbbing tool with interest. "She's quite a talented little girl," he said, reaching for a towel to wipe off his cock. "I love to suck my Daddy's cock," Cindy said after releasing my penis with a loud slurp. "Would you be interested in teaching my granddaughter how to suck?" he asked. "She's just starting out," he added. "I'd love to," Cindy replied. The man introduced himself as Frank. His granddaughter, Tiffany, was eight years old. We made plans to meet after lunch. Cindy wasn't quite done pleasing boys and men with her sweet little ass. I sat with her, caressing her tender body as she took three teens and two men in her tiny anus and sucked off another two teens and a pair of grown men, including Grandpa Al. "Your turn, Daddy," Cindy said after teenaged Danny had filled her bottom with his hot teen sperm. "Are you sure, sweetie?" I asked her. Certainly, she had to be sore from all the cocks she'd taken. "I want you in my ass, Daddy," she insisted. The painkillers that the doctor had given her must have dulled the soreness. Cindy sucked my cock until it was hard and glistening. Then I knelt behind her frilly ruffled bottom and guided my tool into her well-used ass. Cindy gasped as she felt my shaft sink into her tight asshole, pushing back with her hips to take more of my meat into her tiny tush. "Oh, Daddy...you feel so good inside me," she moaned as I began to thrust, slowly sliding my hard cock in and out of her tender passage. A pair of eight year old girls stopped to watch Cindy's tiny anus engulf my thick shaft, their fingers busily rubbing their hairless little slits. One of them had just gotten her pink bracelet, and I watched as she realized that there was still more territory to explore, new ways of pleasing a boy or man with her little body. The girl licked her finger and reached behind her tiny bottom, pressing the wet digit against her tight asshole as she watched me pump Cindy's sweet tush. Cindy turned up the butterfly, eager to have another orgasm while her daddy's cock sawed in and out of her ass. I felt the vibrations grow in intensity, along with Cindy's moaning and gasping. She reached down the front of her panties to give her tiny clit a more direct stimulation, rubbing her little button with her finger. I held her slender hips as I pumped her tight bottom, my glistening hard cock sliding in and out of her tender hole. "Oh...oh...Daddy...oh...yesss..." Cindy began to moan louder as her climax neared. Her hand was busy inside her panties, fingers dancing over her hairless pussy, rubbing her tiny clit. She began to tremble as her release approached, her little body wracked with spasms, her pleasure building to the tipping point. All of a sudden she cried out, her tender body freezing in place, her rectal muscles contracting around my pistoning shaft. Cindy's fingers resumed their clitoral dance and she came again, crying out so loud that the two little girls watching her were startled. "Oh, Daddy...yes...yessss...come in me...please come in me..." I pumped my little girl's tiny anus, seeking my own release, wanting to grant her wish for a tushy full of cum. I buried my throbbing tool in her tight bottom, erupting in a torrent of hot cream that filled her sweet ass and made her cry out with delight. "Thank you, Daddy," Cindy murmured as the last spurts of spunk filled her tender hole. "I love feeling you come in me." "I love to fill you with my cream, princess," I said, leaning over to plant a kiss on her cheek. The two little girls watched as I slowly pulled my cock out of Cindy's ass. Her anus gaped for a moment before closing, giving them a momentary peek at the river of semen inside Cindy's body. I helped my little girl to her feet and we headed upstairs, back to our room. While I ran the bath, filling the tub, Cindy took off her ruffled panties and the butterfly, and sat down on the toilet. She giggled as she farted out a massive amount of semen from her well-used ass. After wiping off her cute little bottom, she joined me in the bath. "Having fun, princess?" I asked her, holding her tender body in my arms. "Yes, Daddy," she said. After our bath, Cindy put on a fresh pair of panties -- the yellow "Daddy's Little Panty Girl" undies, slit fore and aft -- and we returned to the patio for lunch. We grabbed a couple of burgers and ate with Frank and his granddaughter Tiffany. She was a plump little girl, just losing her baby fat. Her chestnut brown hair was tied up in pigtails and she wore a pair of pastel pink cotton briefs. Her panties were tight on her, making her chubby pussy lips show through the thin panty fabric. Tiffany picked at a salad, eying our burgers with undisguised envy. She only wore two colored bracelets, blue for oral and green for girl-on-girl. After we ate, Frank led us to a secluded spot on the great lawn, where his granddaughter could have some semblence of privacy while she took a lesson in cocksucking from Cindy. "When are you going to lose your cherry?" Cindy asked the girl. "When I turn nine," Tiffany replied. "That's in a couple of months." "You're going to love it," Cindy said. "Your grandpa has a nice cock." I could tell my little girl had enjoyed having Frank in her ass and wondered what his bulbous cockhead would feel like in her tiny twat. "I can't wait," Tiffany said, rubbing her little pussy through her soft pink panties. Frank sat down in the grass and then stretched out on his back, his penis hardening in anticipation of the lesson. Cindy had Tiffany kneel between his legs, her face close to his cock and balls. She took Tiffany's hand and put the girl's index finger in her mouth. "Did you feel what I did with my tongue?" Cindy asked. "Uh huh," Tiffany replied. "Like swirly and stuff." "Do that to this spot," Cindy said, pointing at a place beneath Frank's big knob, the one Summer had shown the girls during her first workshop. "You'll make your grandpa very happy." Cindy had Tiffany lean over and take Frank's cock in her mouth. She placed one of the girl's hands on his shaft and the other beneath his pendulous balls, showing Tiffany how to fondle his nuts and stroke his shaft while she bathed the head with his tongue. "It's kinda like patting your head while you rub your tummy," Cindy said. "Except you're doing four things at once." She had Tiffany start off by sucking her grandfather's now hard cock, which filled her little mouth. Cindy showed her how to open her mouth wide to keep her teeth from grazing his member, bob her head up and down, and swirl her tongue over Frank's knob. The man gasped when he felt his granddaughter put what Cindy had taught her to use. "Okay, now stroke his cock with your hand," Cindy said. Tiffany hesitated for a moment, then she began to caress Frank's shaft. The plump little girl was a fast learner. "Last thing: be real gentle with his balls," Cindy said. She placed her hand on Tiffany's and showed her how to play with Frank's scrotum, gently cupping and fondling his hairy sac. Frank was breathing heavily now, his throbbing cock twitching and tensing in Tiffany's warm little mouth. Her pigtails swung as her head bobbed up and down, and every so often her mouth would make a wet smacking sound as she sucked her grandfather's hardness. "That's so good, Tiffy," Frank murmured. "You're doing a great job." Tiffany looked up at him with her big brown eyes, proudly smiling around his glistening shaft. Cindy caressed Tiffany's soft back and bottom while she watched her student carefully. "Here it comes, Tiffy," Frank said. His hips rose from the grass and his cock twitched in her warm little mouth. When he began to spurt his hot, thick cream, Tiffany kept her lips clamped around his throbbing cock, swallowing her grandfather's semen. "Good job, Tiffany," Cindy said as she watched the younger girl swallow all of Frank's jizz. Tiffany released her grandfather's cock with a loud slurp and smiled proudly as Frank caressed her cheek. "Thanks, Cindy," she said. "Would you like your cunny licked?" "Tiffy loves to eat pussy," Frank said. "Her mother taught her when she was four. I'm told she's very good." "I'd like that," Cindy said. My little girl laid down in the grass and Tiffany laid down between her legs, spreading the slit of her panties to expose my little girl's hairless pussy. The girl began to probe Cindy's cleft with her tongue, licking up towards Cindy's tiny clit. My pretty princess began to moan when Tiffany found her little button and began lashing it with her tongue. I stretched out next to Cindy and softly blew on her nipples. "Mmmmm...that feels good," Cindy moaned. Frank tugged on his granddaughter's panties, pulling them down over her round bottom and exposing her tiny anus. Then he leaned over her and started to lick her ass crack and probe her tight hole with his tongue. Tiffany moaned into Cindy's slit as her grandfather rimmed her back door. "Oooohh...right there, Tiffy," Cindy cooed. Tiffany zeroed in on Cindy's sweet spot, licking my little girl's young sex with entheusiasm as her grandfather tongued her tight hole. As I gently suckled Cindy's sensitive nipples, she began to moan softly, her tender body trembling as her pleasure began to mount. "Uh...uh...uh...uh..." Cindy's body shook like a leaf as her climax neared. Tiffany ravished my little girl's tiny clit with her talented tongue, making her writhe and moan in the grass. Suddenly, Cindy's body stiffened and her back arched, thighs quivering as she cried out in pleasure. Tiffany kept up the oral assault on Cindy's hairless pussy, prolonging her pleasure and making her shudder and shake. Finally, Cindy had her fill and scooted back on the grass. "That was awesome, Tiffy," Cindy said. Tiffany smiled and wiped her wet face with her hand. "Your cunny tastes so sweet," Tiffany said. "I'll bet yours tastes good, too," Cindy said. "Can I lick it?" "Okay," Tiffany said. Frank, who had been tongueing his granddaughter's little rosebud, pulled Tiffany's pink panties over her knees and down her legs. The chubby little nymphet reclined in the grass as my daughter curled up between her plump thighs, kissing Tiffany's virginal slit. Then Cindy went to work, probing Tiffany's hairless slit with her tongue, teasing her tiny clit from its hiding place, making the little virgin writhe and moan in the grass. "Uh...uh...uh...uh..." Sucking her grandfather's cock had made Tiffany extremely horny, and her release wasn't long in coming. Cindy's probing tongue, lashing the little girl's tiny clit, made the plump sylph buck and thrash, her thighs quiver, and her voice cry out in pleasure. Finally, Cindy stopped ravishing her virgin pussy, wiping her wet face with the back of her hand. "Taste her pussy, Daddy," Cindy said. "Go ahead," Frank urged. I knelt between Tiffany's trembling legs and kissed her hairless cleft, dipping my tongue between her rubbery lips to sample her young sex. The scant nectar within was sweet, like Cindy's had been at Tiffany's age, around the time that I gave my sweet little girl her first "special kiss". As Cindy matured, her juices took on a more salty flavor, like the sea, though still fresh with none of the pungency of an adult woman. "Oh...oh...oh...ooooohhh..." As I licked Tiffany's tiny pearl, her orgasm continued. She rocked her hips, pressing her little pussy against my tongue, her voice rising in a cry of delight. Finally, she twisted away from my mouth. I gave her round little bottom an affectionate kiss. "You're hard again, Daddy," Cindy said, stroking my thick shaft with her little hand. "Let me take care of you." As Frank and Tiffany watched, Cindy knelt over my hips, taking my cock in her warm little mouth. I leaned back on the grass and let my pretty princess service me. It was a command performance, not just for me but for her new student Tiffany, and she pulled out all the stops. The plump little virgin watched intently as Cindy went to work on my cock and balls, licking and sucking me, stroking my hard shaft, lovingly cupping and fondling my balls. It didn't take long for her to make me erupt in her mouth, filling it with a gusher of hot, thick sperm. Cindy swallowed every drop, keeping me between her lips until the last spurt left my cock, then cleaning my knob with her tongue. "That was great, sweetie," I said, pulling her on top of me. We cuddled and kissed for a while before following Tiffany and Frank back to the mansion. People were starting to get dressed, pack, and head home, so Cindy and I began to say our goodbyes before leaving ourselves. "Did you enjoy your birthday weekend, kitten?" I asked Cindy later that night. Cindy's had felt a lingering soreness in her pussy and ass, so we pleased each other orally before cuddling together in bed. "I did, Daddy," she cooed. "Thank you so much." "Good, I'm glad," I said, kissing Cindy's soft lips. "Are we going to make movies this week?" she asked. "Sure, princess," I replied. "As soon as your pussy and bottom are feeling better." She returned my kiss and we fell asleep together, a soft ocean breeze caressing our naked bodies. That week, I brought a camera home from the studio. It was an older handheld model, lacking some of the bells and whistles of our production equipment, but it had good low light capabilities. Cindy's tender holes were no longer sore, and she was eager to start. I set the camera on a lightweight tripod, aiming it at the bed. Cindy started out with a strip tease, slowly shedding her skirt and blouse, turning around to show off her frilly panties and training bra. Soon the bra was off, Cindy twirling it around and letting it fly off in a ballistic arc. She slowly pulled down her lace-trimmed underpants, teasingly revealing her hairless pussy and round little ass. Finally naked, she lay on the bed with an assortment of vibrators, trying each one in turn. With a small lubricated vibe in her bottom and a larger one in her pussy, Cindy rubbed her tiny clit until she had a succession of orgasms, each one more intense than the rest. "Is that what I look like when I come?" she asked when we watched the tape later. My naked little girl was sitting on my lap while we viewed the playback. "You look so beautiful when you come," I said, kissing the top of her head. "I look dorky," she said, pouting. "No you don't," I insisted. "You look lovely." "Really?" "Really." Each movie we made was more explicit than the last. Always starting with a strip tease, though sometimes Cindy would keep her panties on if they had a split or open crotch, we filmed ourselves pleasing each other orally. Then we progressed to vaginal penetration, then anal. We even did our own version of John and Madison's "Three Holes for Daddy" movie, with Cindy sucking me, taking my cock in her tight little pussy, and finishing with me coming in her tiny anus. We involved others in our movie making venture. John and Madison, Helen and Caitlyn, even Marina and her two little girls. Zhenya and Tanya not only had the most experience, they were naturals who loved to perform for the camera. What the girls most enjoyed doing were all combinations of double penetrations, writhing between two grown men pumping their mouth, pussy, or ass. I was sensible enough not to post any movies on the internet, keeping them on encrypted disks in a safe hiding place. Every so often, Cindy and I would watch one together before making love. She'd gotten over her self-consciousness about how she looked when she came, and enjoyed seeing herself having sex from a new perspective, third-person, a fly on the wall. Grandpa Al and the other core families had been planning to build a retreat in the northern part of the state for close to a decade. Most of that time had been spent finding a suitable location, something secluded but accessible. When the Salem Valley religious cult was exposed and all of the families were either broken up, jailed, or relocated, the gathering's core sprang into action, purchasing the seized properties from the state. Their financial resources were considerable, and the transactions were conducted under a number of shell corporations and limited partnerships. Some of the farmhouses were razed, others rebuilt or renovated. In the grazing land in the north of the valley, a large ranch had been constructed, as big as the mansion, to house visitors during retreat weekends. Other families bought properties for their own vacation houses. I bought a cottage in the valley formerly occupied by a school teacher and her two sons. Over the winter, I'd had it updated, installing a new kitchen and bath, refinishing the hardwood floors, and putting in solar cells and water heating on the sharply gabled roof. Though the core families had floated low interest loans, the production company was doing very well and I was flush with equity and cash. Every couple of weeks I'd fly up to the valley to monitor the progress of the renovations. The contractors were all members of the gathering, and I trusted them to do a good job. Cindy and I had spent that rainy winter making movies and attending gatherings. During the winter months, almost all of the action was indoors, in the ballroom, dungeon, and individual rooms, except for the rare warm and sunny day. Cindy was on spring vacation from school when I brought her up to the valley to see our second home for the first time. We flew into Sacramento and I rented a car for the trip. It would take about three hours. The valley was so secluded that the car's GPS didn't have it in its database. But Grandpa Al had given me a map and good directions. Cindy spent the ride looking out the windows at the unfamiliar NoCal terrain. We had a little trouble finding the winding road that led to the valley, but eventually we located it. As we rounded a curve, Cindy got her first view of Salem Valley. "It's beautiful!" she said. The valley pretty much looked the same as it did when it was first settled. The trees that had been cut down to build the houses and barns had mostly grown back. Though the fields lay fallow, they hadn't gone to weeds yet, and some families intended to start working their land. "Here it is, princess," I said, driving up the driveway of our new cottage. Cindy got out and stared at our new vacation home while I got our bags from the back of my car. "It's such a cute little house, Daddy!" she declared. "Wait 'til you see the inside," I said, unlocking the front door. There was a lingering smell of sawdust and fresh paint. I had the wall between the living room and kitchen knocked down, making a large open space. The appliances were all new, and a sliding glass door in the kitchen looked out on a broad rolling meadow abutting flat farmland. There were three bedrooms upstairs. I'd had a big bed put in mine, bigger than the one in our beach house. I'd also had Cindy's room painted pale pink, with gauzy white curtains and a queen sized bed. She jumped on top of the mattress, testing how springy it was. "Do you like your new room, princess?" I asked her. "Oh, yes, Daddy," she said, excited about our new home away from home. She was even more excited about the bathtub, big enough for three people, and the hot tub behind the house. Cindy loved the water, whether ocean or bathtub. Here in the valley, the closest body of water was a creek that ran through the woods, so I wanted Cindy to have a big bathtub and hot tub to frolic in. Later that year, I'd have a swimming pool installed. The newest and largest structure was the ranch that Grandpa Al lived in with his extended family. On our second day in the valley, he invited me and Cindy to see it. This sprawling structure would be the focus of future gatherings. The pasture had been landscaped into a great lawn, as at the mansion, with woody stands of pine, oak, and fir that afforded secluded trysting spots. On one side was a residential wing for Al and his family, on the other the guest rooms. There were a couple of outbuildings, one containing showers, another stables. Cindy's eyes went wide when she saw the ponies and horses; like most young girls her age, horses were her passion. Grandpa Al saw her excitement and promised her riding lessons later that week. "The horses are for actual riding," Al said to me. "The ponies are Mona's thing. She likes to ride them, but from underneath, if you get my drift." After lunch, we took a tour of the valley in Grandpa Al's jeep. As we passed farms and fields, he filled us in on the history of the area. Gold prospectors had come east in the 1800s and, after failing to find their fortunes, decided to settle the area, returning to their former lives as farmers, herders, and shopkeepers. One of their number, a charismatic preacher, had persuaded his flock to adopt some rather unconventional customs for the time. Youngsters were encouraged to express their sexuality, with adults and each other. Girls, though they were supposed to retain their virginity until an early teenaged marriage, freely shared the rest of their charms, especially with their fathers and brothers. These customs continued until just a couple of years ago. The people of the valley had managed to remain apart from the world, away from the prying eyes of police and social workers, while retaining limited commercial contacts with the outside world. They owned a warehouse in a small city nearby through which they shipped craft items and foodstuffs and received products they couldn't grow or produce locally. It all came apart when two girls ran away. Their father had been abusive, even by the loose standards of the valley. They followed in the tracks of their mother, who'd also run away when the girls were younger. By chance, a social worker had taken them in and listened to their stories. Though they were now living with their mother, the power of the state descended on the valley. Families were rounded up, children placed in protective custody, parents jailed. Only a few managed to escape the dragnet. Al slowed the jeep as we passed through the commercial center of the valley. A large house that once belonged to the last preacher was soon to be Dr. Formann's home and office. A few blocks down was a general store that would soon be reopening. Another store was opening, run by Summer and Helen, one that would sell all manner of sex toys, lubricants, lingerie, and DVDs. When we reached the vineyard at the southern end of the valley, Al doubled back towards the north, heading back to the ranch along the western road. I saw men riding tractors through fields, tilling the soil for spring plantings. Cindy pointed out a girl on a horse, galloping through a meadow not far from our house. Finally, we returned to the ranch. "I'd love to retire here," Al said as we sipped beer on the ranch's long porch. From here we had a panoramic view of the rest of the valley. "It's nice country," I said. "How is it during the summers?" "Not as hot as you'd think," he said. "It's dry, though." I considered it myself, but decided that I needed to be close to the studio. Cindy had school and her friends to think about as well. She was a city girl, and there wasn't enough in the valley to keep her occupied. Maybe if they built a galleria mall... That night, Cindy and I christened our new house. First, in her bed, she rode my hard cock. My pretty princess wore her favorite panties, the pink "Daddy's Little Panty Girl" underpants with the slit crotch. Then we did it in my bed, naked this time, Cindy laying on a nest of pillows as I pumped her tight pussy from behind. Finally, before going to bed we soaked in the hot tub, and Cindy languidly floated up and down on my pole until she came, her cries of pleasure silencing the crickets. "I really like it here," Cindy said as we lay in bed that night. "Would you want to live here all the time?" I asked her. "I dunno," she said. "I like the beach house. And you have your job." It was warm the next day, so after breakfast, Cindy and I played the Panty Game in the meadow behind the house. Dressed in sneakers and a skimpy pair of white cotton panties that hugged her tiny cleft, I chased my little girl around through the tall grass, finally catching up with her and spinning her over my head. Cindy squealed with delight as I laid her down in the grass, tugging her tight panties down her creamy thighs and gluing my mouth to her hairless little puss. After licking her to a squirming, writhing climax, I mounted my little girl's tender body, sinking my hard cock into her tight passage and pumping her tiny twat with my meat. She bucked and thrashed in the grass as she came until I exploded inside her spasming pussy, making her gasp and moan as I filled her with my hot cream. "Outdoor sex is the best," Cindy said. We were laying together in the meadow afterwards, looking up at the clouds. "I've been waiting all winter to do this," I said. To see my beautiful little girl come in the open air was quite a sight, father and daughter enjoying each other's bodies in the wonders of nature. We ate lunch on the back deck of the house. Afterwards, I drove Cindy up to the ranch for a riding lesson. Katherine was there to fit Cindy out with a helmet and boots, and as she gave Cindy her first lesson, Al took me into the stables. "Come take a look at this," he said, leading me down the passage between the stalls. I could hear moaning coming from the back of the stables. There, in the last stall, was Mona. She was kneeling next to a dappled pony, sucking its long, erect cock. Horse cum was gushing from its penis, leaking from the corners of her mouth as she fellated the animal. Then, with her face and breasts covered with semen, she took a stool and sat down underneath the animal, rubbing the blunt tip of the pony's cock on her shaved twat before stuffing it into her hungry pussy. As the pony began to thrust, Mona cried out, her messy snatch leaking horse cum. "They ejaculate constantly," Al explained as we left Mona to her equine lover. "I'm amazed she can take something that thick inside her," I said. "Mona started with dogs," Al said. "Small breeds at first, then shepherds and retrievers." We headed back outside to watch Cindy as she rode a chestnut mare around the corral. My little girl was in heaven as she guided the horse around a circular track under the watchful eye of Katherine. Cindy was exhilerated after her lesson. She couldn't stop talking about how excited she was to ride a horse for the first time. Katherine had praised Cindy's riding, saying that she'd shown much poise and confidence for a first timer. Riding had another effect on Cindy, one that surfaced on the drive back to our house. "Pull over, Daddy," she said, unsnapping her seatbelt. We were about halfway home. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" I asked, thinking that the bumpy rutted road had made her nauseous. But instead of getting out of the car to puke, Cindy shucked off her sneakers and pulled down her jeans and panties. Quickly naked from the waist down, she scrambled over to the driver's seat, straddliing my hips and unzipping my fly. I pushed the seat back as far as it could go. "Riding made me soooooo horny," Cindy said, in a breathy voice. She had my cock out now, stroking it to hardness before pressing the tip against her hairless cleft. Cindy sighed as she settled down on my cock, and soon she began to ride me like her horse, her thighs tensing and relaxing as she rocked her hips above mine. I cupped her sweet little ass, meeting her thrusts with my own hips, my glistening shaft pistoning in and out of her tiny twat. "Oh, Daddy...yes...yes...ooooooh..." An hour of riding had quite an effect on my little girl, and it only took a few minutes of riding her daddy to make all the pent-up tension pour out of her tender body. Cindy clutched my neck as she came, her tight little pussy gripping my hard cock. The combined motion of our hips made the car rock on its suspension. My little girl's writhing body and her spasming passage made it impossible for me to hold back, and I came inside Cindy's tiny twat, a gusher of sperm flooding her pulsing passage. She gasped when she felt the torrent of semen inside her, slowing her hips as she let out a deep sigh. That day a sort of routine began. Following every riding lesson Cindy and I would have wild sex together. Sometimes she didn't even wait to leave the ranch, getting in the back seat and pulling her jeans and panties down around her thighs, begging me to take her from behind. Usually, we'd just pull over into the woods on the way home, though once or twice she'd wait until we were back in the house. Cindy would go to her room and then come find me, wearing only her riding boots and helmet. I'd lie on my back and she'd ride me to a screaming orgasm. There was rarely any foreplay. An hour on horseback was all the stimulation Cindy needed to get her juices flowing. And I'd be hard as a rock when I'd pick her up after her lessons, anticipating the short, sweet coupling we'd enjoy. © 2010 Anais Ninja anais.ninja.asstr@gmail.com anais_ninja@hotmail.com