Cindy

When my daughter, Cindy, was born, I was both happy and sad.

Happy, because she was a precious little gift, and sad, because Cindy’s mother passed away while in labor. It took me a long time to slowly recover from the trauma, but my heart still rejoices every time I see Cindy.

I must admit that when my daughter was between six and twelve months old, sometimes, after I changed her diaper and got her body thoroughly clean, I would lick her baby crack.

Her plump honey lips felt so soft and smooth, and whenever I pushed my tongue into her pink pussy, it always made her squirm and giggle, which immediately made my rod erect.

Many times, I was at the entrance to her honey hole, grinding the glans, causing me to get a quick erection, and I couldn’t hold it down without letting it out!

So before she teethed, I liked to put the rod in her mouth and her lips and tongue sucked hungrily as if she were sucking on her mom’s breasts. My daughter always looks surprised when I cum inside her little mouth. There was no way she could swallow all the cum, but her tiny throat worked hard to get it down.

After she teethed, I would stand in front of my daughter and spill my cum all over her. She always whimpered with delight when my cum splattered all over her, and I would massage it into her skin as if it were lotion.

Sadly, I stopped doing that when she was about a year old.

I’m afraid she’ll remember, or accidentally tell someone, what Daddy did to her.

But we always bathed together, with Cindy sitting between my wide-open legs, my rod pressed against my daughter’s backside or between her ass cheeks.

I ran my soapy hands all over her growing body, spending a lot of time washing her flowery lips, with her chubby, round little butt.

I would tell her that we had to make sure she was really washed and followed by poking my finger deep into her warm rectum.

Every time my fingers pressed through, her tiny pink breast buds, became rock hard.

Every night when I put my daughter to bed, I always warmed her smooth skin while making myself cum.

By the time Cindy was three years old, much of the baby fat had disappeared from her body, transforming her into a beautiful, slim child.

I still bathe her with my soapy hands, sliding them over her body; and she always giggles when I wash her honey spot and massage her little butt.

She especially liked it when I used my hands to wash her firm but slender thighs.

Then it was my turn.

Her tiny hands, scrubbing my chest, my belly.

Then she scrubbed my rod, gently soaping both testicles all over and scrubbing the rod clean.

One night she scrubbed for a long time and I couldn’t stand it any longer, spilling hot cum all over her breasts and belly, causing her to giggle loudly.

After the shower, I dried her body and helped her put on her panties.

Then we sat down and she sat on my knee, her soft ass against the rod, and easily felt my erection.

When we are alone at night, watching TV, videos or playing games together, we usually have only underwear on.

I loved the sight of my daughter leaning her head against my chest, innocently sucking her thumb,, her slender fingers teasing my nipples as I caressed her back, or her slim, smooth thighs.

At every bedtime, I would remove my daughter’s panties before tucking her in.

She likes to sleep naked, and so do I.

At the age of seven she was still one of the smallest children in her class; only forty-three inches tall, and forty-five pounds.

She likes to keep her red hair to shoulder length against her bright green eyes.

She had a pair of soft and iridescent pink cherry lips, a long jade neck, wonderful flat breasts, and large breast buds that were rare for her age.

When I massaged her there, she loved it.

And I love the feeling of her grinding against me.

She was already beautifully curved for a young child, with her slim waist that widened at her snowy hips to her long, smooth thighs.

As we sat together in the evening, wearing only our panties, I lovingly stroked the skin of her inner thighs and looked at her hidden honey spot.

We snuggled intimately, my arms wrapped tightly around her, and together we talked about school, and many other things.

Sometimes she playfully licked my nipples lightly, making me almost want to cum in my panties, but she never noticed.

Sometimes she wakes up in the night with foot cramps, crying and screaming.

I walked over to her, pulled the sheet back and massaged her legs, looking at her lovely honey hole on the other side.

After I massaged her calves and thighs, Cindy quickly drifted off to sleep again, never noticing the pain that rose in me as a result.

By the age of eight, although she was still small, she was too big for a father and daughter crammed into a bathtub to share, but I still bathed with her every night, leaning into the tub to wash her smooth, unbelievable flesh.

My hand was placed between her legs, and I was still sure that her little pussy was nice and clean.

One night, as I was washing her sweet body, she told me it felt good.

“Do you want me to make it feel better, real good ?” I asked her.

“Yeah! Daddy.” She replied with a smile.

I slid my fingers to her blooming lips, rubbing them up and down, exploring her little girl’s honey spot.

She let out a moan as I caressed.

I leaned down and wrapped my other arm around my sweet girl, stimulating her as I pressed her head against my chest.

And before long, she’s screaming, “Oh ……. Daddy ….. Daddy …..!” , the tiny piece of flesh stretched out straight and kept shaking as her first orgasm washed over her.

When she had relaxed and was breathing heavily, I took her soft naked body out of the tub and sat it on my lap to help her dry off.

“What… what’s going on… Daddy?” She whimpered.

I hugged her heartily and lovingly stroked my daughter’s bare back and legs.

“What you just enjoyed, that’s called an orgasm, sweetheart.”

“Ooh… it… it felt so good… ” she stammered, “can you do it again?”

“Of course, my little thing, you can do it every night if you want.” I said with a smile.

“Mmmm… daddy… it ….. It feels so good… “

I picked up my daughter and took her to her bed, tucked her in and kissed her tenderly.

The orgasm I enjoyed while masturbating that night was one of the best in recent years.

The next night, Cindy was sitting on my lap in her panties as usual.

As I massaged her soft thighs, she lifted her head and looked up at me.

“Daddy?”

“What is it, little thing?”

She lifts her ass off my crotch, removes her panties, and spreads her legs apart, the tips of her toes gently grazing my thighs as the sweet nectar opens up with them.

“That thing you did last night, will you do it again? Let me have a … a … “

“An orgasm?” I fill in the words she didn’t say.

“Yes, Daddy, an orgasm.”

I hugged her tightly, slipping one hand between her legs and teasing her flower lips.

“I can even make it feel better, Cindy.” I told her.

“What’s the deal, Daddy?” Cindy asked curiously.

I picked up my daughter and took her to her bed, laying her down and pulling a pair of pink legs apart.

I bent it and kissed her flowery lips.

As my tongue passed through the lips of the flower and licked the two soft and smooth inner lips, she moaned out “Oooh …. Daddy…”

I licked and fingered my daughter’s eight-year-old crack, parting it with my fingers.

Her cherries seemed so nice, young and glistening with water.

I pushed my tongue into her honey hole and licked her cherry, making my daughter moan over and over.

While my tongue thoroughly explored every bit of her honey hole, I savored her fresh, childlike aroma and flavor, finally stopping in front of her newly budding stamen and placing the pad of my hand under her firm little ass.

I licked it and sucked and slurped it into my mouth.

“Whoa… Ohh… Mmmm…” she murmured softly, and as I blew and licked the stamen, my rod swelled.

Her slim hips began to rub against me, pressing her ass down into my hand.

I flicked and sucked on the stamen briskly, making Cindy gasp with delight and finally scream out loud; her body spasming.

Even after her orgasm, I still licked her honeyed pussy and savored her fresh young nectar.

I wanted to eat her honey hole forever, but I finally stopped, sat down next to her, and pulled her over into a tight hug.

“Oooh…Daddy…this feels so good…”

“I’m glad you’re going to like it, little thing, I love doing that for you.”

I picked her up and walked to the bathroom, placing her in the tub and running water into it.

Washing my daughter’s smooth skin, my rod slowly throbbed.

I carried her out, dried her off and returned her to her bed.

“Thank you, Daddy.” She smiled while I kissed her goodnight.

I went back to my own bed, forced down my underwear, grabbed my rod, which had long been angrily erect, and frantically stroked it.

I didn’t notice Cindy until I finally realized she’d climbed into the bed.

“What are you doing, Daddy?” She asked, then reached out with her little hand and learned to work the rod.

“Oh, Cindy, oh…” I actually stuttered, hastily taking my hand off the rod.

“Let me try, Daddy.” She said as she gripped the eight-inch long rod in the ring of her small hand.

She rubbed slowly, her motions irregular but otherwise raw and tender with pleasure, and I was a little surprised, gazing at my daughter’s beautiful face.

“Is this okay, Daddy?” She asked.

“Mmmm… Squeeze harder, move your hands faster… “God, I’m actually moaning.

“Okay, Daddy.” She said, working my rod up and down with one small hand, faster and harder.

I watched as my daughter laced my rod for me, and when it swelled to its fullest, it instantly spewed out a huge amount of cum.

“Oooh… little thing… ahhh!” I hissed out as thick cum enveloped her hand and my balls.

Cindy seemed a little awed by the cumming and kept squeezing the rod harder and harder until the last drop came clean.

“Is that cum, Daddy?”

“Uh, yeah … little thing …”

“Did I make you orgasm?” The little girl’s eyes glittered with joy.

“Yes …. Yes!”

She smiled and rubbed my rod and scrotum preciously.

“Daddy, I’m so glad I can make you feel the same way I do!” She lay under me, her little hand caressing my rod as it slowly softened.

I wrapped my arms around my daughter’s soft body, feeling her warmth and stroking her ass.

We go into deep dreams and hold each other.

After that, we slept together every night.

I loved the deliciousness of my daughter’s honey hole, the way it felt when she masturbated for me.

A few weeks later, I taught her to suck my rod while I licked her honey hole.

She likes it when I cum in her mouth.

Just before Cindy’s ninth birthday, my brother and sister-in-law were killed in an unexpected tragedy.

Their six-year-old boy, Bobby, moved in with us.

We asked Cindy to move into my room while he took hers.

He didn’t even ask why my daughter got to sleep with me, but he wondered why I helped Sendy with her bath and not him.

I told him I hadn’t thought about it. He asked me to wash him too.

That night, I helped him bathe, too.

He giggled like Cindy as my soapy hands gently washed the fine, smooth scrotum, rubbed the four-inch rod, and flicked the glans with my thumb.

His ass was much firmer than Sendy’s, but his slender thighs were as young and smooth as a teenage girl’s.

After I bathed Bobby, I bathed Cindy as well. As I scrubbed her honey hole, I quickly brought my daughter to orgasm.

Bobby didn’t mind the three of us sitting in just our underwear while we watched some cartoons and I held them both together over my knee and ran my hands over their young thighs.

Cindy glanced downward and noticed a bulge in Bobby’s pants.

She giggled up and pointed it out.

Bobby was embarrassed, but Cindy pressed her hand on it and squeezed gently.

“Hey!” He exclaimed offhandedly, following upward to look at me.

“Doesn’t that feel good, Bobby!” I asked with a smile.

“Well, that seems right… But…”

Cindy grabbed his briefs and pulled them down with one hand, and the boy’s short rod immediately stood upward and erect.

Cindy took it between her fingers and reached out to tease it.

My rod hardened as I watched my daughter rubbing her cousin.

Bobby watched nervously, eyes and mouth wide open, gasping for air.

The boy’s legs were wide open and I reached down to explore his tiny sac, playing with two small pills.

Cindy slipped off my knees, dropped to her knees, and sucked the boy’s little rod into her mouth.

I took Bobby into my arms while Cindy continued to blow, making the boy’s slender flesh warble inside my arms.

“Mmmm! Ohhh…” he moaned loudly, pushing his rod deeper into my daughter’s mouth.

The boy collapsed on top of me.

“There’s nothing running out, Daddy!” Cindy had a strange look on her face.

“Bobby is too young to have cum yet, Cindy.” I said to my daughter, “But I think you’ve made him comfortable.”

“Is this comfortable, Bobby?”

“Yeah…yeah…” The boy whispered.

“Let me suck you too, Daddy.” Cindy laughed.

She helped me remove the rod with Bobby still sitting on my knee.

He gazed at my furiously stiffening rod and hesitantly reached out to touch it.

“Wow!” The boy was amazed, “It’s huge!”

“And I love it.” Cindy smiled. Lowering her head, she kissed and kissed it compassionately before taking it into her mouth and sucking it, squeezing it with her hands.

Bobby watched in amazement as Cindy blew, and was greatly surprised when my rod began to throb, and finally, all of my cum shot into my daughter’s mouth.

Some of it spilled out of the corner of her mouth and dripped onto my balls.

“What’s that?” Bobby asked.

I explained to him what cum meant while Cindy’s little tongue began to lick up the spilled cum.

“Lick me, Daddy.” Cindy demanded, slowly rising to her feet and removing her panties.

Bobby gazed at her hairless smooth honey hole.

I also explained to him that this is the difference between the boys and the girls.

“Pet her kittens, Bobby.” I told him so.

His hand reached out curiously.

“So soft.” He said vaguely, his hands touching a female for the first time.

“It tickles!” Cindy squealed and ran aside.

Cindy lay down and spread her legs.

“Lick me, Daddy .”

I had Bobby sit in the chair while I lay between my daughter’s legs.

As my tongue slid up her honey lips, she began to moan and automatically pushed her hips against me.

I licked and sucked at my honey hole, giving my daughter two intense orgasms, after which I rolled to the side and fondled her breast buds.

Bobby gazed at his cousin’s legs.

“Want to lick it too, Bobby?”

“I ….. May I?”

Cindy half propped herself up on her elbows.

“Uh, Bobby, come over here.” She said this to him.

He climbed down from the chair and got on all fours, gazing at his cousin’s wet honey hole.

I spread my daughter’s honey lips wider, pointing out her stamen and honey hole, telling the boy where he should lick.

The boy stuck out his tiny tongue and gently nuzzled his sister’s stamen.

“Mmmm ……” Sendy let out a moan while Bobby licked her harder.

He pressed himself to the floor and buried his tongue between his cousin’s legs.

I watched as he licked and sucked his daughter’s honey hole and reached out with one hand, caressing his little ass.

“Oooh …… Bobby!” Cindy sang her final cry, her body floating in ecstasy while she reached her climax once again.

That night, we slept together.

Early the next morning, I saw my daughter again sucking on my cousin’s little rod, and then mine.

I licked her honey hole for her and then Bobby followed.

I converted the bathroom and replaced the tub with a large shower shed.

The three of us showered together, and Bobby always laughed all the time when my rod started to get hard; while Cindy would blow on my rod and Bobby scrubbed my balls.

He began to learn to suck on my rod, like Sendy did.

After Cindy had her tenth birthday and Bobby turned seven, her breasts began to develop.

Bobby was mesmerized by his cousin’s tiny hill, amazed at how firm yet soft it was.

Cindy liked to have him lick and suck on one side of her nipple buds while I took care of the other, and sometimes just that brought her to orgasm, but usually it still had to wait for us to lick her honey hole.

She, in turn, sucked on our rods, making us cum fiercely.

One night, after sucking my daughter’s honey hole, I rubbed my rod against the opening.

“Stick it in, Daddy.” She smiled.

I’ve told her all about sex.

I guided my rod to the slightly open opening of her pussy, against her cherry.

I smiled at my daughter while pressing my ass down.

“Whoa! That hurt! Daddy!” The daughter let out a loud cry.

Bobby ducked to the side in fear.

I paused and didn’t move until the pain slowly subsided, then slowly began to pump my rod.

“Woo ….. Daddy, this is so good.” Cindy chanted indulgently, the virginal blood of her virginity enveloping my rod.

“Cindy… cindy… ” I whispered in her ear while her wonderful pussy squeezed me.

She climaxed first, the tender flesh of her honey hole squeezing tightly around my invading rod.

Followed by me, furiously calling out my daughter’s name as thick cum overflowed my pussy.

As the rod slowly softened and came out of my daughter’s precious hole, I embraced her and gave her a kiss for loving me so much.

Her gaze shifted to her cousin.

“You can do the same, Bobby.” She told him.

He stared at his cousin’s young pussy, which was still dripping cum, and slowly walked over to her.

I helped him push the tiny rod into my sister’s honey hole.

After he fell out a couple times, he finally learned how to do it.

I watched as he couldn’t stop thrusting his hips Sendy as they both climaxed together.

We bellied up to each other and fell deeply asleep.

A month or two later, I talked to Bobby about letting me fuck his tight little ass.

Then I entered my daughter’s rectum, too, like Bobby did.

I couldn’t help but shudder as the rod tore into their tight assholes.

When Cindy was twelve, she became pregnant and gave birth to a beautiful little girl.

I told my daughter how I took care of her when she was a baby.

She smiled as she watched my daughter (granddaughter) suck my rod, then Bobby’s.

We licked her baby crack together while she screamed out in delight.

The four of us will later sleep together, bathe together, and make love together.

I plan on fucking my granddaughter when she’s three or four and won’t make her wait as long as Sendy did!

Ancient Snake Miscellany:

Very happy to have another article to share with you.

Until now, I don’t translate the articles of the chaotic faction, that’s because when I first set up my career as a translator, I had an idea, that is, to pick the spiciest possible to turn, what incest, rape, gore, young girls, whatever the previous person had some scruples and didn’t turn, I all use to turn, so that it’s more enjoyable. However, on the contrary, is the wife-swapping category I absolutely do not touch, this is probably because of the relationship between personal cultivation is not enough, because as long as the mention of sharing things with others, the ancient snake will be like a stubborn child, put his head away, and directly said “do not want! .

In translating the story, I think so, as far as possible, as far as possible, to translate a sex story, rather than a sex, I want to put a pair of incest relatives, their life story, complete translation presentation, rather than just do a scene, so that the level of only stays in the “desire”, so that people do not feel the “I want to present the story of an incestuous couple’s life in its entirety, not just a sex act.

I’ve rambled on a lot, anyway, thank you all for watching, with providing stories, at the end of this time, I would like to ask you all, I wonder which of you, have collected the stories of Jake Baker, Frank McCoy, two famous artists?

Thank you.