BRADY BUNCH: CINDY

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 1 ]

Author’s Note: Yes, I know I’ve altered the relationships between the various members of the Brady family. Except for Alice (who I never found sexy), none of the characters have been changed otherwise.

Mike Brady looked at his three girls sitting around the dinner table with him. Since his wife had died a year ago, he had been a single father to them. It was hard taking care of girls and he wished he had their mother back to help take care of them. He also missed having sex and with the girls around, he didn’t have much of a love life. His wife had been a petit woman who had loved to help him fulfill his fantasy of seducing young girls. When she was alive, she had the body of a teenager and wore the clothes to go with it to create an atmosphere for their hottest sex.

When Mike looked at Marsha, Jan, and Cindy, he had thoughts of seducing them and he wondered how long he could put those thoughts off. Marsha, his 13 year-old, was filling out nicely and she often wore short skirts or halter tops that showed off her young body. She reminded Mike of his wife, but he knew his daughter would soon be more endowed than his wife had been. At 11, Jan was just starting to show signs of small tits starting on her chest. Mike had purposely overlooked her requests for a training bra until she'd insisted. He'd loved looking at her small tits poking out her shirt. Without a bra, he'd been able to see her nipples on occasion. His youngest, Cindy, was only 9 years-old. It was an innocent age that wasn't too young for Mike to admire. She had nice legs and a cute face. It wouldn't be long before she, too, would become a young woman.

After dinner he went to his room and pulled out his private album. It had pictures of his late wife dressed up like a little girl. In one sequence she was a cheerleader, doing a slow strip tease for him. In another, she was a Girl Scout, giving him more than cookies. In a third, she was dressed in a pair of jeans and halter top, a runaway he had picked up at the bus terminal. Each fantasy led to great sex and he settled down with his cock in his hand and the Girl Scout on his mind.

The girl knocked at his door and he invited her in. She said she was selling Girl Scout cookies and in her little Girl Scout uniform, she looked so innocent. She also said, “I really shouldn’t come inside. They tell us to stand outside.”

“That’s OK,” said Mike. “I have three girls of my own, you’re safe with me.” He put a reassuring arm around the teenager and gave her a hug. “I love Girl Scout cookies. Come sit beside me and show me what you’ve got.”

The young girl sat next to Mike, opening her booklet of cookie samples. Mike laid a hand on her bare knee as he leaned over to look at the booklet. She startled, but didn’t make any move to remove his hand from where it did not belong.

The two sat and discussed cookies and Mike started to place an order for several boxes. Either the girl didn’t notice or didn’t care that Mike was absent-mindedly caressing her thigh from the bottom of her skirt to her knee. In fact, as he caressed her, each up stroke seemed to push her little Girl Scout skirt up a little higher. As they were positioned with a mirror across the room, Mike could see her white panties becoming more and more visible.

“How old are you?” Mike abruptly asked the Girl Scout.

She blushed and said, “Fourteen.”

“You’re very pretty,” he continued. Again she blushed, and giggled. “I’ll bet you have plenty of boy friends.”

She giggled and replied, “Not really, mommy and daddy don’t want me dating yet.”

“Oh, that must be very hard on a pretty little thing like you,” said Mike. “You’re cute and sexy and probably dying to meet some boys.”

Again she giggled, “Yeah, I know a couple of cute boys, but I’m not allowed to meet with them. You think I’m sexy?”

“Oh, yeah,” agreed Mike. He ran his approving eyes over the slim form seated next to him. “Pretty frustrating for a young teenager to be thinking about boys, probably thinking about sex and not being able to do anything about it.”

Her giggle was a little nervous this time. “Don’t you want to order some cookies?” she prompted.

“Sure,” said Mike. “In time. I thought we’d talk about you for a while. I’ll bet your parents don’t talk to you about boys and sex. How are you supposed to learn?” His hand was now running from the bottom elastic of her panties down to her knee and back. The smooth thigh was so inviting, but he had to remember to take it slow. She was obviously a virgin.

The teenager looked up at the big strong man sitting next to her. His eyes were so understanding. She had noticed the caress and it felt very nice. It felt very nice in a forbidden kind of way. Part of her wanted to stop him, but most of her was just enjoying the gentle touch. “You’re right, mommy and daddy don’t talk about boys and … and… and stuff. We talk about boring things.”

“I’ll tell you what,” said Mike. “We’ll talk about anything you want to talk about. Then we’ll play a game. Then I’ll buy a whole bunch of cookies.”

The Girl Scout liked that idea. She could get a big order of cookies and get closer to winning top honors for her troop. “So, how do you, how do I know if a boy likes me?” she asked. It was a question she wanted to ask at home, but knew she couldn’t.

“Well, if the boy pays extra attention to you, then he likes you. If he does nice things for you, like caressing you, then he likes you.”

“Like you’re doing?” she asked innocently. “You like me?”

“Yes,” said Mike. “I like you very much. You’re cute and fun to talk to.”

She blushed again and giggled. “Thank you,” she said. “Why do boys want to have sex so much?”

It was a straight-forward question, but Mike had to chuckle to himself over her innocence. “They only want to have sex with the cute ones,” he said. “Like you. But girls want to have sex, too. At least, those that have had sex and know how much fun it is.”

“Oh?” she said. “Mommy and daddy don’t say much, but they didn’t give me the idea that it was fun.”

“That’s too bad,” said Mike, his caress moving to her other thigh. “Sex feels good. Does this feel good?”

“Yes,” she said, dreamily. It did feel good to have him caressing her.

“You have other parts of your body that are more sensitive and it feels even better to have them caressed.”

“Like what,” the teenager asked in surprise.

Mike’s hand moved to the front of her panties as he said, “Like right here.” He continued stroking the girl’s pussy through her cotton panties.

She grabbed his hand, gently trying to force it back to her thigh. But she didn’t try hard and didn’t win. The hand continued to stroke her in a place that she knew this man shouldn’t be touching, but it felt good. He was right; there were nice places to touch. “Where else?” she asked.

“Here,” said Mike as he put his hand to her soft cheek, then leaned over and kissed her on the lips. She felt his tongue trying to pry her lips apart. Wondering if that would feel good, too, she parted her lips and let his roaming tongue enter her mouth.

“Mmmm,” she replied, touching his tongue with hers, then putting hers into his mouth. It seemed disgusting when she saw it done, but this felt wonderful. When they parted again, she asked, “Where else?”

“And here,” said Mike as he gently rested his hand on her small breasts.

Somehow she knew that was coming and she didn’t jump at his touch. Instead, she thrilled at the forbidden touch. It did feel good and she had asked him to touch her there, hadn’t she? Gosh, what would mommy and daddy say if they knew she was being fondled by a grown man? She blushed at the thought and knew why they didn’t talk about it. They didn’t want her to enjoy sex. Still, that was as far as she planned to go with this man, so she asked, “Are you ready to buy cookies now?”

“Oh, no, you promised a game after we talked,” said Mike. She nodded as she remembered and he continued. “We’re going to play poker for your cookies.”

“Poker?” she asked. She knew how to play. They played sometimes at home, with toothpicks for their bets. “We’re going to bet cookies?”

“Kind of,” said Mike. “If you win a hand, I buy two boxes of cookies and lose a piece of clothing. If I win a hand, you lose a piece of clothing. We play until one of us is naked.” Mike had seduced many young girls and found this to be a way to break the ice. The game took their mind off stripping and made it fun. The promise of winning the man’s clothes made it exciting.

“What?” said the startled Girl Scout. “You want to play strip poker?” It was a game she’d heard about at school, but never imagined really playing.

“Yeah, the better you do, the more cookies you sell. And you can’t lose. You’ll get to see me naked and I’ll bet you’ve never seen a man naked before.”

“Nooo,” she conceded. “But I can lose my clothes.”

“Just temporarily,” said Mike. “You get them back when we’re done. And besides, the caressing feels even better when there are no clothes in the way. Come on, I’ll spot you my shoes and socks. That way you won’t lose.” He kicked off his shoes and socks.

The teenager was tempted. She wanted to feel what it was like to be caressed as he described. And she could win this. After all, he had probably four articles of clothing left and she had eight. “OK,” she agreed. “But you have to buy,” she paused and thought, wondering how much this was worth to him, “fifty boxes of cookies.”

“Done,” said Mike. He did like Girl Scout cookies almost as much as he liked girl scouts. He grabbed a deck of cards and dealt a hand. He lost and took off his shirt. She’d been wrong. He didn’t have a T-shirt on, so he didn’t have four articles of clothing. All he had left were his pants and underwear.

He dealt again, this time from the bottom of the deck. She lost, not knowing she’d been cheated. She took off her left shoe. “Oh, come on,” said Mike. “I didn’t spot you that much. Two shoes count as one article of clothing.”

She shrugged and kicked off her right shoe. She was still ahead five to two. He dealt and she lost again. She slipped both socks off. Four to two. He dealt again and she lost again. She paused, too shy to continue. “Let’s not dawdle, now,” prompted Mike. “I’d say the jumper is next.” He wasn’t going to let her get away with backing out now.

She set her face with determination and unzipped her jumper. She stood and pulled it up over her head. She needed better luck than this to win. She put her hands in her lap, shyly covering her exposed panties. Mike dealt another hand and he lost. He stood and made a big fanfare about dropping his pants. He was wearing only his underwear now. The teenager couldn’t help but notice the bulge in his crotch. He looked at his own bulge, then at her. “I told you that you were sexy. That’s all for you.”

The young girl felt tingly at the thought. The warm spot between her legs got warmer and a strange sensation started to build there. She knew from sex ed class what an erection was and knew that it meant the man was excited. She realized that she was sexy. The cards were dealt again and she lost. She slipped off her blouse, leaving herself in only a bra and panties. Mike dealt again and she lost. She hesitated again. This was the moment of truth. So far it was not much different than wearing a bikini. Now she would expose her breasts to a man for the first time. Mike sat patiently as he watched the girl’s indecision. Finally, she reached behind herself and unfastened the bra. When she pulled the bra off and tossed it on the floor, her hands went to cover her small mounds.

“Ah, ah, ah,” said Mike, shaking his finger at her. “That’s no fair.”

She blushed as she dropped her hands. Mike took in the lovely little titties. They were just barely mounds, small even for a 14-year-old, and capped with small brown nipples. The slim young girl shivered in the cool air and her nipples hardened. She’d lost her bra and her lead. They were both down to one article of clothing. She didn’t realize that her fate was already sealed as Mike dealt the cards, again from the bottom of the deck, leaving her with a loser. Shocked, she tried to protest, “I changed my mind… I don’t want to…"

Mike looked at her with disappointment. “So, you’re going to cheat at the end?” he asked. “You’re not going to go through with the deal? I thought you were nicer than that.”

She hated to hear the disapproval in his voice. Never mind that she’d finally made the right decision. She knew she shouldn’t be giving in to this man, but she disregarded her mother’s advice. She stood and slipped her panties down and stepped out of them. She resisted the urge to cover herself. That wasn’t fair. So, she just stood for his hungry eyes to drink her in. Her pussy was still bald and her tits so small, so Mike wondered if she was really 14. Never mind, he told himself. She was gorgeous, petite, and so naïve. “Stand up on the table,” he instructed her.

Though she was amazed and embarrassed at the request, she found herself complying. She watched the bulge in his underwear as she did. It looked like it was ready to rip through the material. On the low table she was instructed to put her hands over her head and turn slowly. Mike marveled at her small mounds, just right for sucking and kissing. Her pussy was so tight and inviting. Her ass was slim and muscular, athletic. Her legs were beautiful and smooth. He had to have her.

“I guess I don’t have to buy any cookies,” he said to her obvious disappointment. “But I’ll tell you what. I’ll still buy 50 boxes of cookies and take off my shorts so you can see me naked. I’ll do all that, if I can have you.”

“Have me?” she asked, not sure what he meant.

“Have you,” he repeated. “You know, show you what sex is really like.”

Fifty boxes of cookies, she thought. And she did want to see what was behind that bulge. She knew she wanted to do it, but for decency sake, she made him wait, made it look like she wasn’t so eager. Finally she said, “OK, but it’s my first time.”

I wouldn’t have it any other way, thought Mike. He dropped his shorts and watched her face as she saw his eight inch cock spring out.

The innocent girl scout had never seen something like that before and her face showed her amazement. Mike gathered her in his arms and laid her back on the couch, he was overcome with lust and tossed the fantasy aside as he rammed his cock into his petite wife’s shaved pussy. In just a few strokes he was cumming inside her. “Jesus, Karen,” he exclaimed. “That was fantastic.”

But, those moments were gone to Mike Brady. His wife dead in a car accident a year ago. Now he just sat with his limp cock and a handful of his own come, fantasizing about a fantasy.

The next night, Mike was determined to take drastic steps. Marsha would become his girl scout, his cheerleader, and his runaway. He knocked on his 13-year-old daughter’s door. Cindy and Jan shared a room, but as the oldest, Marsha had her own room. In his fantasy, the little girl had always been easy to seduce. His wife knew what the outcome would be and she wanted him as much as he wanted her. But, with his daughter it was a different world. He sat down on the bed next to her to have what he hoped would start as a fatherly talk and lead toward something more.

Marsha was wearing shorts and a halter top. His eyes wandered over her small breasts as he talked to her. He tried to talk about sex and she clammed up. Part of him was tempted to just reach out and tough her bare midriff or leg, but he wanted to take it slowly. He tried to talk about boys and she said, “Geez, dad.” He told her how pretty and sexy she was and she said sarcastically, “Wow, that means a lot coming from my daddy.” She'd rebuffed all of his attempts. Frustrated, he left, thinking of his teenage daughter as the "ice princess".

Marsha didn’t think of herself as an ice princess. She knew about sex and thought about if often. She was just determined to save herself for the right man. In fact, she'd gotten a tingly feeling in her pussy when she'd noticed her daddy looking at her tits. So, after he left her room, Marsha took off her clothes and laid down on her bed. Her right hand moved to her pussy and her left hand caressed her small tits. In her fantasy, she was having sex, but it was OK because she fantasized about her future husband. He would be handsome, like her daddy, and strong, caring, and gentle. But now, he was fucking her good and she loved the thought of that.

Though she didn't think of herself as an ice princess, Marsha knew she was a tease. She knew the boys at school looked at her. She knew that men looked at her. And now she'd even seen her daddy give her that same look. She was such a good tease, that she even teased herself. Her hand moved up and down her pussy slit, but she didn't allow herself to cum. Masturbating was a disgusting act, she thought, so she only got herself worked up, then slipped her panties back on.

The next night Mike asked Jan to come to his room. If Marsha wouldn’t do it, maybe his 11-year-old would. He put his hand on her back, rubbing it through her shirt. She moved against his hand, encouraging the back rub, but when his other hand moved to her tummy, she jumped and pushed it away. Mike backed off and tried lines that worked in his fantasy and finally Jan said, “Geez, daddy, you sound like you need to get a woman.” But not me, her words and actions said.

Like Marsha the night before, Jan had noticed her daddy's attention was different than usual. She'd almost thought he was going to touch her tits when he reached for her tummy. The more she thought about it, the more she became convinced that if she hadn't moved his hand, he would have worked his way up to her budding mounds. Curiously, though she didn't want that to happen, she still thought about how that might feel. Her daddy's strong hands would be wonderful on her body, she thought. But, then she caught herself, thinking instead, why would daddy want to touch a flat chested, plain girl like me?

Finally, in desperation, Mike called Cindy into his room the following night. His 9-year-old was probably too tight to fuck, but maybe he could teach her to suck his cock. He talked to her awhile and found himself getting nowhere again. Suddenly he had an inspiration. He was trying to make his girls fit into his fantasy. Instead, he should be using their personalities to build a new fantasy. Cindy was the youngest, jealous of her older sisters. She was also the most empathetic. Taking that into account, he said, "Cindy, your sisters are too insensitive to care about their daddy. But, I know you are my sensitive one. You'd do anything for me, wouldn't you?"

"Yes, daddy," said the little girl. "What do you need?"

"I've asked Marsha and Jan to help me, but they wouldn't. I guess they're too immature to be able to handle the responsibility. Even though you're the youngest, you're the most responsible one, aren't you?"

Cindy didn't miss that her daddy had just told her she was more mature than her two older sisters. She was speechless at the compliment that her daddy had just given her. All she could do was nod her head in agreement. She liked being treated so grown up.

Mike continued, "I know I can count on you when I'm feeling bad or when I need relief. Will you be the woman of the house, you know, fill in for your mommy and do the things for me that your mommy used to do?"

"Oh, daddy, you know I will," said the innocent 9 year-old. She didn't know exactly what daddy was talking about, but she was willing to help if he needed help. It made it all the better that her sisters wouldn't help him. She'd be the big girl and take mommy's place.

Mike stood up and started undressing in front of his little girl. She stared at him as his shoes and socks came off, then his shirt. As he reached for the buckle of his belt, she couldn't stand it any longer. She didn't want him to stop, but she didn't understand what was happening. “Daddy,” she whispered, barely able to make a sound. “What are you doing?”

“Cindy,” he said, “I haven’t had sex since your mother died. I need a woman to have sex. Your sisters won’t do it. Will you?”

That made Cindy feel very grown up. Her daddy needed her. Her daddy called her a woman. “Of course, daddy,” she said. She wasn’t sure what she was getting herself into, but her big, strong, handsome daddy was showing a side he hadn’t before. In fact, he was showing it all.

As his pants came down, he paused and asked, "Do you want to see your daddy naked, Cindy?"

Transfixed, Cindy nodded. His underwear were already poking out and she wanted to see why. As he stripped for his little girl, Mike felt his cock pounding. Cindy stared at the big cock that he displayed to her. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.

Mike knew he had to take it slow. He didn’t want to hurt his daughter or scare her away. “Touch daddy's cock. Take my cock in your hands,” he instructed her. “Stroke your hands up and down.” He took her hands gently and showed her how to stroke him. He looked at her little hands wrapped around his cock and thought this was better than any fantasy he’d had. In seconds, his cock was spurting and he carefully aimed it away from his littlest daughter.

“Oooh, daddy, was that supposed to happen?” she asked, her voice full of innocence.

“Yes, baby,” said her daddy. “That’s what I needed." He picked her up and sat down with her in his lap. His still hard cock pushed against her panty clad ass and her hand reached under her to grab the cock and shift it slightly. Though he wanted to touch her, he held himself back. Later, he said to himself. To her he said, "I want you to come back tomorrow and I’ll show you some more.”

“OK, daddy,” said Cindy. She slid off his lap, taking one last look at her daddy's big cock. She was taking care of her daddy and her bigger sisters weren’t. She was getting to see her daddy's cock and her sisters weren't.

“And don’t tell your sisters,” her daddy called after her.

“Of course not,” she said as she stepped out of the bedroom. Of course not, she thought to herself. She didn’t want to share daddy with her sisters.

The next night, Mike looked at his innocent little 9-year-old daughter and almost had second thoughts about going any further with his youngest daughter, but the eagerness on her face was evident. She wanted to be here. He also knew that he had to have her and that he had to proceed slowly so as not to scared her off. When she came to him as she had promised, he said to her, “You know, baby, it’s normal for the man and the woman to both be naked during sex.”

“Really?” she asked. Her daddy hadn’t mentioned that yesterday. But, she’d seen that he was in a hurry yesterday. Maybe today he was a little more relaxed.

But, before she could relax, her daddy suggested a game of strip poker. It was his fantasy to watch a young girl slowly undress herself for him and that’s what he wanted tonight. Cindy agreed to the game. If that’s what her daddy wanted, then that’s what she would do. Mike resolved to himself that he wouldn’t cheat his daughter. He also didn’t offer to spot her any clothes.

He had a deck of cards waiting and dealt the first hand. He had a pair of queens. When he laid them down, he saw Cindy had a pair of threes. Cindy took off her shoes, not even waiting for him to tell her that they counted together. Then, she took the cards and dealt a hand. When she laid down a pair of tens, her daddy laid down three twos. She slipped off her socks. Daddy dealt another hand. He had nothing but a king and she had a pair of aces. He took off his shoes. Another deal and another loss to Mike. He took off his socks.

Mike dealt the next hand and saw three kings. Confidently he laid them down and was not disappointed. Cindy had only a pair of eights. She hesitated, just like in his fantasy. It was down to showing off some skin and his little girl was having second thoughts. But, without a prompting from her daddy, Cindy took a deep breath and pulled her T-shirt off over her head. Mike looked at the flat little chest his daughter was showing off and sighed. Her tiny nipples were cute as hell and her flat chest was just what he wanted to see. He said to her, “You’re beautiful, baby. You look really sexy.”

Cindy beamed at the compliment. She hadn’t been too sure about how her daddy would react. It wasn’t like she was a mature woman he could really appreciate, but his remark made her feel good. She felt very grown up to be stripping for her daddy. Her nipples tingled as if her daddy's eyes were tickling them. Her pussy tingled, too, even though he couldn't see that yet. She dealt the next hand and lost again. She confidently stood and slid her jeans down. Stepping out of them, she was wearing just a pair of white panties. It felt kind of strange to have her daddy looking at her like he was. He'd never looked at her like this before. “Beautiful,” he said again. “You have the perfect body.”

He dealt and lost the hand, then nearly ripped his shirt off to expose his upper body. Cindy returned the compliment to him as she said, “Oooh, daddy, you have such a strong looking chest.” Mike beamed back at her and watched her deal the cards. Again he lost and dropped his pants for his daughter. “I can see your cock,” said Cindy. “Right there,” she pointed at the bulge in his shorts.

Mike laughed. Her innocence was wonderful. It was down to one final hand, which he dealt. He looked at the two fours in his hand. Might be enough to win, he thought, but might not. He laid them down. Cindy looked sad as she laid down a pair of threes. “Guess I lose,” she said. Bravely she stood. She fingered the waistband of her panties, savoring the anticipation in her daddy's eyes. It was hard to believe, but her daddy wanted to see what was under her panties. Her pussy was tingling and feeling moist as she slid down her panties.

Mike gasped at the lovely bare pussy that was exposed to him. He picked up his little daughter and put her in his lap. His hands went to her hard little nipples and massaged them. She cooed at his touch, nothing had ever felt so wonderful to her. Mike was thrilled at the chance to fondle his pre-pubescent daughter. He slid his hands down her cute little body to her bare pussy. There he gently caressed her pussy lips and clit, making her moan with pleasure. His hands roamed over the soft thighs and back up to her crotch. He couldn’t believe he was finally getting his fantasy to come true. A little girl all his own was sitting in his lap and moaning in pleasure at his touch. But, he remembered his promise that he wouldn’t hurt Cindy. Straight intercourse with this little girl was out of the question.

He put her back on his feet and said to her, “I’ll take off my shorts, too, but you have to pay a penalty for losing. Instead of using your hands on my cock, you have to lick it.”

Cindy pondered that idea for a moment, then asked, “Did mommy lick it?”

“Yes, baby,” said her daddy. “Mommy licked it and she loved to lick it.”

“OK,” said Cindy and the 9-year-old stuck out her tongue and ran it over her daddy’s cock. If mommy had done it, then it was something she was determined to do as well. She licked it up and down, top and bottom. It had a salty taste and she enjoyed the reaction she got from her daddy, “Oh, yes, baby, lick my cock. Lick it right there. Yes, baby, your tongue is just right.”

Mike was mesmerized by the naked body kneeling in front of him. He almost had to pinch himself to believe this was really happening. He looked into Cindy’s blue eyes as she looked up at his face. She was looking for his approval and he rewarded her, “That’s perfect, baby. You’re wonderful.” But he didn’t want to cum in her face, so he instructed her to grab his cock with her hands and pump it like she had the night before. Happily, the little girl wrapped her fists around the huge cock and pumped until it shot the white stuff it as it had last night.

Quickly Cindy dressed and as she left the room, she said, “I’ll be back tomorrow, daddy.”

The next night, when Cindy arrived, her daddy was already naked. She was surprised to see this and asked him what was going to happen. “I want you to strip for me, baby. Take your clothes off for me, baby.”

Cindy did as she was told. First she removed her shoes and socks so they weren’t in the way. Then she unbuttoned her shirt, pulling it apart to expose her chest. Her daddy liked her nipples, so she flashed them a couple of times before and slipping her shirt off. She was wearing a short skirt and just on a whim, she flipped it up to expose her white panties. When her daddy smiled at her for that, she turned around and flashed her panties from the rear. Looking over her shoulder she saw her daddy smile again and smiled back, a sexy yet innocent smile. She slipped her skirt off and then slid her panties down slowly. Naked, the little 9-year-old posed for her daddy, then moved to lick his cock.

“No, baby,” said her daddy. “This time, take it in your mouth, suck on it like it was a lollipop.”

Cindy opened her mouth and felt daddy’s cock enter her mouth. It came in a few inches, then she stopped it. Though she loved the taste of the hard, warm cock in her mouth, she couldn’t take any more. She looked up at her daddy with questioning eyes. “That’s great, baby,” said her daddy. “In time you’ll learn to take it all. Now, take your hands and slide them up and down my cock like you have before, but keep my cock in your mouth. When it shoots the white stuff, catch it in your mouth and swallow it.”

Cindy’s eyes got wide at that last remark, but confident that her daddy wouldn’t do anything bad, she did as she was told. It took just a couple of minutes and she felt the cock in her mouth tense, then shoot its stuff into her mouth. She was momentarily surprise at the warmth of the salty goo and some of it trickled out the corners of her mouth. But what was left, she swallowed.

This time Mike didn’t let his daughter leave right away. He cuddled her close on the big bed that he used to share with his wife. It was a special place and Cindy knew this meant she had really pleased her daddy. She snuggled up close, feeling his strong hands all over her little body. Her daddy wanted her and she wanted him. He put his hand her to smooth pussy and started to caress it. The little girl beside him was mewling with pleasure as her daddy stroked her most private parts. At first she was just enjoying daddy's forbidden touch, but as he continued, she started to feel the tingling in her pussy increase.

Mike watched his daughter as he brought her close to what he knew would be her very first orgasm. She was breathing heavy, yet looking at him with a wide-eyed, innocent look as if she was constantly checking to make sure everything was OK. Her daddy has another surprise for her in mind, though. His hand slipped away from her pussy, leaving her with a look of disappointment. It had felt so good, but now daddy was finished. Or so she thought.

Mike laid Cindy back on the bed and spread her legs, moving between them as he did. Gently he kissed her inner thighs, bringing more moans of pleasure from the 9-year-old. He kissed his way up until he was kissing her sweet, puffy pussy lips. His hands went to her sensitive nipples, arousing them to hardness. All the while he kept his eyes on Cindy's face, watching her reaction. He was not disappointed as the surprise was evident on her pretty, young face. She was getting payback for the blow job she'd just given her daddy, but she didn't know exactly what to expect.

Gently, slowly, Mike parted the young girl's bare pussy lips, tasting her sweetness for the first time. He ran his tongue up and down his daughter's crack, savoring the juices he found there. After several seconds of this, he found her clit with his tongue and started licking and sucking it. The sudden intake of breath from his little beauty told him he'd hit the right spot.

Cindy's hands instinctively went to her daddy's head, digging her fingers into his thick curly hair. She couldn't believe the wonderful feeling she was having. "Oh, god, daddy," she moaned. "You know how to make me feel good. I've never … I can't … Oooooo, yes, daddy."

Mike wandered away from her clit and took one pussy lip into his mouth, sucking noisily. He moved to the other pussy lip and did the same thing. "Oh, god, daddy," said his little girl again. "What's happening? My cunny is on fire. Ooooo, it feels so good." Mike returned to her clit, intent on bringing her to an orgasm now. He sucked the hard little button and rolled it between his lips. Her moans were increasing, becoming unintelligible, as she neared her peak. Furiously he worked the little clit with his tongue, until he heard her squeal, "Oooooooo, daddy, daddy, daddy, do it, do it, lick my cunny, daddy, oooooooo, yes." Her words tapered off into a moan of pleasure and Mike knew he'd licked his little 9-year-old to her first orgasm.

With his cock pounding from the thrill, the daddy gently took his baby into his arms, holding her tight. His hard cock pressed against her soft bottom as he caressed her little body. Pressing hard against her ass he started stroking his cock against her. He felt her push back against him, incrasing the pressure on his engorged cock. "Daddy, do it again. Shoot the white stuff." She wiggled from his grasp and turned to put her lips around his cock for the second time tonight. Her small hands stroked the length of his cock and he said, "Oh, yes, Cindy, baby, suck my cock, little girl." He looked at the sweet face, the soft lips spread around his cock. Her blond curls bounced as she sucked him hard. "My little cocksucker, Cindy, suck it hard, ooooo, yes, here it comes, get ready to swallow it all." He sent his load into her mouth and watched her swallow, then smile.

As she snuggled with him, Mike said, “You’re wonderful, Cindy. Tell me what you want and I’ll do it for you.”

Cindy thought for a minute. She was panting so hard she couldn't speak anyway. After she caught her breath she said, “I want to have a room of my own. I want you to make Jan move in with Marsha.”

“Cindy, I can’t do that,” said her daddy. It would make the older girls suspicious and angry. “What would they think?”

“I don’t care, daddy,” said Cindy. “You said they wouldn’t do this for you. I am. So, I think I deserve to be your favorite, not Marsha. Please. I’ll suck your cock every night.”

With that promise, Mike could not resist his youngest daughter. He kissed her, a hard and passionate kiss with his tongue pushing deep into her mouth. Cindy returned the kiss, running her tongue inside her father’s mouth. She kissed her way down his chest and kissed his cock one more time. “Thank you, daddy,” she said and then she got up, dressed and left.

The next day there was hell to pay in the Brady household as Marsha yelled back at her daddy. “No way, daddy. I’m not letting Jan move in with me.” Mike grabbed his rebellious daughter and dragged her into her room. He threw her over his knees and raised his hand to spank the 13-year-old. It had been years since he had done something like that, but he was determined to get his way. His hand came down hard on the denim covered ass. It hurt his hand and hardly got a reaction from Marsha. “Stop it, daddy,” she yelled. “I’m not letting Jan move in.”

Pinning his oldest daughter with one arm, he reached under her with the other and undid the snap of her jeans. “Daddy!” shrieked Marsha. He pulled down the zipper and slowly worked the jeans down over her spreading hips. “Daddy! Stop that!” she shrieked again. With nothing but her panties between him and her ass, he spanked her again and again. Finally she succumbed, crying, “Please, daddy, stop, you win. Jan can move in to my room.” Meekly Marsha stood and pulled her jeans back up. Mike couldn’t help but notice the triangle in the crotch of her panties as she did. It was barely visible, obviously a blond pussy like the hair on her head. That evening it was a done deal. Jan had moved in with Marsha and Cindy had her wish come true.

Triumphantly, Cindy came to see her daddy that night. Without being asked, she stripped off her clothes and knelt in front of her daddy. When he put his cock in her face, the little girl took it quickly and sucked hard. When she went to grab it with her tiny hands, her daddy stopped her. “Time to do it right,” he said. “Take the entire cock down your throat, no hands allowed.”

When she gagged on the cock, she pulled back. “How, daddy?” she asked. “How did mommy do it?”

“Breathe through your nose and swallow when my cock hits the back of your throat,” said the horny man. “Suck it down your throat and I’ll start sliding in and out. You breathe through your nose when you can.” With that he thrust again. Cindy swallowed, but gagged again. It took several tries but eventually she managed to get all eight inches down her throat. Then Mike started thrusting in and out while his little girl sucked hard. In a few minutes he felt his cum rising and he shot it down her tight throat. Cindy swallowed hard to get all the cum into her tummy. “Good girl,” said her daddy.

Again Mike cuddled his naked 9-year-old daughter, running his hands over her little girl chest and her bald pussy. He stroked her for several minutes before he let her get up and get dressed. Before she left, he called her over to him. Then, he grabbed her and kissed her hard, a deep French kiss that left them both breathless.

While Marsha was being furious, Jan was being suspicious. What had Cindy done to deserve the special treatment? She’d noticed Cindy going to visit daddy every night in his room, but didn’t imagine what was going on. The next night she hid in daddy’s closet with the door slightly open so she could see what was happening.

Jan didn’t have to wait long. First daddy came into the room. He took off all his clothes. Jan covered her eyes when he did. She thought he was just changing clothes, but when she looked again, he was still naked. Then Cindy walked in and daddy didn’t act surprised. Next, she watched Cindy strip off her own clothes and stand naked in front of daddy. In what now looked like a practiced ritual, Cindy knelt down in front of daddy and put his cock in her mouth! Jan watched in amazement as daddy’s cock bobbed in and out of Cindy’s mouth. When daddy tensed and moaned, Jan couldn’t tell that Cindy had just swallowed a load of cum, but she knew something had just happened.

Cindy crawled in bed with daddy and Jan watched as daddy’s hands went all over the tiny form. This was surely not supposed to be happening, Jan thought, but there was nothing she could do to stop it. When Cindy finally left, she said, “Thank you, daddy. Thank you for making me your special girl. Thank you for letting me have my own room.” She kissed daddy long and hard.

Then daddy said, “Thank you, my little baby. You deserve everything I did for you.”

So that was it! Jan thought. Cindy was doing disgusting things with daddy and getting rewarded in return. Jan thought about what to do and decided on a plan. The next day at school she talked to three of the biggest boys in school. She didn’t really know them, but then she didn’t want to know them. She just wanted them to teach her little sister a lesson. They came home with her that afternoon. Daddy would be working late. Marsha stayed at school to study and be with her friends every afternoon. So, it was just her and Cindy at home. When she got home, she introduced Johnny, Kyle, and Hank to her little sister.