Mark had laid Bryony on his bed so that she was about three quarters of the way down the mattress.

The six year old blonde was laying on top of the crimson duvet, with her legs spread wide apart.

Bryony's hair fanned out in a semi circle around her head and her blue eyes sparkled with the enjoyment of knowing that she was pleasing her father.

Trevor had picked up the small tube of gel that Mark had placed on his chest of drawers and he had moved around to the bottom of the bed, so that when he knelt down he was directly in front of Bryony and had an unrestricted view of the sweet honeypot between her thighs.

Not for the first time, Trevor was struck by just how impossibly tiny his little lover looked. The impression was magnified by Bryony's position on her fathers king size bed, so that she seemed to be swamped by the size of her surroundings.

The middle aged teacher reached out and laid the palm of his hand flat against the child's flat tummy. As he did so, he spread his fingers so that his hand stretched from one side of Bryony's sexy body to the other. Pausing only briefly to enjoy the comparison of his adult hand on the immature body, Trevor then moved his hand downwards so that it was directly over the little girls exposed cunny. Again, Trevor seemed to gain a sense of power and arousal from the sight of his hand that seemed massive against Bryony's body.

Trevor moved his other hand onto Bryony's thigh and then began sliding both his palms up and down the little blondes body, moving from her ankles all the way up to her delicate neck. As he moved, Trevor used his fingers to gently stroke each area of exposed skin and he was delightered to feel Bryony shuddering under his touch.

The scene continued in silence over the next few minutes.

Bryony laying perfectly still while her teacher explored the slim body that had been presented by her father.

Trevor moving his hands in random patterns over the little blondes gorgeous frame.

Mark watching intently as he enjoyed the sight of his baby daughter being molested by another man.

The silence was broken as Trevor moved both hands away from Bryony so that he could once again look at an unrestricted view of the child.

First, Trevor looked at Bryony's face, so that he made direct eye contact with her. The older man smiled and was delighted when the smile was returned by his preteen lover.

Reassured that Bryony seemed comfortable with the play so far, Trevor moved his eyes downwards so that he was now looking dirctly at the preteen cunt that was so lewdly displayed between the little girls thighs.

The peachy mound of Bryony's sex stood prominently from the junction between her waist and the top of her thighs. The deep, tight cleft of her slit sank between the twin globes of her cunny, separating the two halves of Bryony's young sex.

As Trevor had been stroking the youngster, her thighs had closed slightly, so that Trevor was forced to push her thighs apart in order to enjoy the same view that Mark had given him some minutes earlier.

As he made the gentle motion against her legs, Trevor continued to stare at the childish cunt that he so desired and he was delighted to see that Bryony's little cunny slit parted ever so slightly so that her crack gave a tantalising glimpse of the barely formed lips within.

Trevor briefly remembered the photograph that Mark had presented to him and he found himself wondering just how the 'O' shaped opening revealed in that photo had been made on such a tight, tiny slit.

"You are fucking gorgeous Bryony" Trevor said without taking his eyes from the childs preteen pussy.

The teacher then ducked his head between Bryony's thighs and began lapping hungrily at her pussy. He alternated between long, slow licks across the whole area of her mound and short, jabbing darts where he forced the tip of his tongue as far inside her baby hole as he could manage. As he moved his mouth around, he used his lips to ensure that he tasted the child as fully as possible. The taste and scent of the six year olds most intimate places were now becoming familiar to him, but Trevor knew it was an assault on his senses that would always provide him with the most intense pleasure.

As he used his mouth, lips and tongue on the six year old, Trevor also ran his hands up over her body, concentrating especially on the tiny cones of her nipples. On a sudden impulse, he pinched one of Bryony's little nubbins between his thumb and forefinger and he was thrilled when he heard her give a little gasp of surprise.

Still continuing his oral enjoyment, Trevor became aware that Mark was moving across the room and he felt the bed subside slightly as Mark sat next to his daughter on the bed. Now Trevor became aware of a whispered conversation between the father and his daughter.

"Hello princess" Mark uttered.

Bryony did not reply directly, but instead Trevor heard her give a delightful giggle that seemed to fill the room with joy.

"You are such a good girl Bry" Mark continued.

"I love seeing Trevor playing with that little cunt of yours."

Bryony giggled again, but this time she did reply.

"It's Mr Daniels daddy" the child whispered, as though she would be in trouble for even hearing her teachers first name spoken in such a way.

Mark laughed out loud.

"Oh I know it's Mr Daniels sweetheart, but we can call him Trevor when he comes here to play with you" her father reassured her.

"How does Trevors tongue feel on that sweet pussy of yours sweetheart" Mark asked.

"Tickly" Bryony replied instantly.

"Nice tickly"? Mark responded.

"Nice tickly" Bryony said, as another squeal of giggle left her mouth.

As the brief conversation ended, Trevor stood so that he was now upright at the end of the bed.

Mark's eyes were drawn to the older mans cocks, simply because the strength of Trevor's erection was so evident that it was impossible not to focus on that. Mark surmised that his new friend was slightly smaller than himself in length, but that the girth of his erect member seemed similar to his own.

Trevor waved the tub of gel towards Mark, before asking.

"Can I use this on her"?

Mark smiled again.

"Mate, don't ask just do."

Trevor returned the smile and began twisting the top of the little container.

The middle aged man squeezed the fragrant gel on to his fingers before once again kneeling in between Bryony's still spread thighs.

Trevor began smearing the gel over the swell of Bryony's little cunny, returning to the tube for more as the gel began to moisten and lubricate the little girls pussy.

Mark was watching intently and, though he was reluctant to interfere, he spoke to provide just one piece of advice.

"Trev make sure you get lots on her slit and her little hole will you mate."

Trevor felt his cock respond to Mark's words as he put a larger gob of gel onto his fingers.

Now Trevor concentrated on that divine parting in the middle of Bryony's preteen snatch.

He watched in fascination as the gel oozed into the childs slit, making her cunny shine with the sheen that he had noticed in the photo Mark had given him.

For the first time, Trevor also used his finger in a more direct movement against the tiny entrance to Bryony's most secret of entrances. The opening was tiny, but with the aid of the lubricating masage gel, Trevor felt his finger slip gently into the preteens cunt.

Even that most delicate of movements caused Bryony's baby pussy to part and then close over Trevor's finger, so that he felt the friction of her cunny lips against his digit. Trevor continued to stare, almost in wonder, as he began a gentle finger fucking motion against Bryony's cunny and he was delighted when he heard a sound from the child.

"OOOhhh"

"OOOhhhh"

Trevor carried on with the motion, moving his finger gently in and out of the child's cunny hole, as he heard Mark talking once again to his daughter.

"Good girl"

"Does that feel nice"? Mark asked in a soft, reassuring voice.

Bryony's answer was positive, but guarded all at the same time.

"It feels nice daddy but not too much inside."

Mark stroked the six year olds hair, as he continued to reassure her.

"No, not too much Princess."

"Just nice stroking OK."

Trevor was still enjoying the administrations on Bryony's cunt, but he knew he needed to move this to another level, so he entered the conversation.

"Mark, don't take this the wrong way mate, but do you fuck her"?

Trevor felt a pang of regret that he was talking about Bryony as if she were not there or did not matter. That was certainly not the way he felt, but he did have an overwhelming need to know just how far he could take his play with the child.

Mark did not answer immediately, but instead he rose from the bed and walked round to join Trevor. The older man rose also, so that his finger slipped from Bryony's cunt with the faintest of squishing sounds.

Now it was Bryony's turn to listen to a conversation.

"Not fuck exactly" Mark explained to Trevor.

"I have to be so careful with this mate" he added.

Mark saw a flicker of recognition in Trevors eyes that pleased him. If this was going to work long term, both men needed to be onboard with the appropriate limits.

"But I know you will love what you can do" Mark continued.

"Kneel down again so your cock is at bed level" he advised Trevor.

Tevor complied with the instruction.

"Now pull her down till her bum is at the end of the bed."

Trevor pulled Bryony gently towards him, so that when he had finished, her little bum cheeks were resting at the edge of the mattress and her legs were dangling off the end.

Now Mark spoke again to his daughter.

"Bry can you lift your legs like you do for daddy sweetheart."

Bryony responded by putting her legs close together and lifting them straight up in the air.

Now Trevor could see the little girls cunny closed tightly between her thighs and positioned so that it was almost directly in front of his straining cock.

Mark continued with his directions.

"OK hold her legs and push your cock against her cunt."

Trevor did exactly as was instructed and now he felt bare, baby pussy flesh against the head of his erection.

"Push gently against her slit" Mark said.

Again Trevor did as he was being told and he was almost overcome as he felt the merest movement of Bryony's pussy slit, so that his cock head felt as though it were nestling slightly inside the preteen snatch.

Trevor looked down to where his cock was pressed against his little lover and it was all he could do to prevent hinself from cumming on the spot.

The helmet of Trevor's erect member had gently parted the twin halves of her little peach, so that her mound was separated by her teachers knob. Only the barest fraction of his cock was actually inside Bryony's cunt, but even that felt like sheer heaven to the middle aged man.

As he held in that position, Trevor felt his cock slip slightly, so that as he pushed forward, his penis now slid along Bryony's cunny slit and upwards between her thighs. The sensation was intense.

"Fuck" Trevor voiced without thinking.

Mark gave one final instruction.

"You can fuck her like that mate."

Mark stood to one side so that he could clearly see the action between his daughter and the older man.

Trevor grasped his cock in one hand and held against Bryony's legs with the other, so that he could point his helmet directly against her cunny hole once again. As he felt that delicious contact, he eased forward so that his baby lovers pussy parted for him a second time. Looking down, Trevor groaned ast the sheer size of his adult cock was emphasised by the smallness of Bryony's cunt.

Moving his hips in a rocking motion, Trevor continued to alternate between entering Brony's cunny hole and sliding along her puffy mound. A thought exploded in his head.

"I'm fucking a six year old child."

"I'm fucking a six year old child."

"I'm fucking a six year old child."

The thought almost seemed to echo with the rhythm of Trevor's motions against Bryony's slit and cunny and Trevor found his movements becoming faster and more urgent.

Without thinking, Trevor found that his climax arrived at a time at which his cock head was barely wedged between Bryony's cunt lips, so that his cum, rather than exploding onto her body or into mid air, was forced against the tiny hole at the bottom of her tight, preteen slit.

"Oh fucking christ" Trevor groaned loudly as the wave of an orgasm swept over him.

"Fuck."

"OOOhh fuck."

Spurt after spurt of jism erupted from Trevors balls and spurted into his child lovers baby pussy.

Trevor was barely aware of the outcome until he felt a gooey trickle against the shaft of his cock.

The middled aged teacher looked down to see that his cum juice was leaking from Byony's pussy and oozing down his cock head and shaft.

The mere sight was enough to generate one final jet of cum to eject from his cock.

"Oh my fucking god" Trevor gasped as his climax began to subside and the strength of his erection began to wane, so that his cock slipped from the tightest little hole he could ever imagine.

Mark watched, with his own growing erection, as his daughters six year old cunny released the pool of spunk that had welled inside her baby pussy.

Opening his eyes, Trevor also looked down so that he now recognised the image on the photo he had been given.

Bryony's cunny was still wonderfully puffy and tight, but no there was the tiniest, elongated 'O' shape at the bottom of her slit.

"Oh my god" Trevor groaned, one last time.

Mark returned to Bryony's side so that he could sit down on the bed, resting himself adjacent to her head.

Reaching down, he stroked Bryony's face lovingly.

"Hello princess" he said.

Bryony smiled, as she scooted up the bed and curled into Mark's embrace. The little blonde smiled as her father kissed the top of her head.

Trevor stayed at the house for the next hour or so. He was struck by how normal everything was.

Mark and Trevor shared a coffee and talked about the events of the morning as though sharing a six year old girl sexually was the most natural thing in the world.

Bryony ran off excitedly to her own bedroom, after having been cleaned of her teachers cum, and emerged about ten minutes later. She was now dressed in little, blue jeans and a red jumper, but as far as Trevor was concerned the child could have been dressed in stockings and suspenders, as his cock still lept at the sight of her.

As Trevor spoke with his younger friend in the kitchen, he could hear the sounds of a dvd emanating from the lounge where Bryony was making herself comfortable in front of the tv.

Just before Trevor left, he kissed Bryony faintly on the lips.

"Thank you beautiful girl" he said sincerely.

Both Bryony and her father were still beaming as they made the way to the front door to see Trevor off.

The two men exchanged brief words before Trevor left.

"Soon"? asked Mark.

"Fuck yes" Trevor replied, laughing loudly at the ridiculousness of Marks question.

As Trevor began his journey home, his wife had beat him back to the house.

The shopping trip had been relatively successful, but Michelle was nursing a growing headache so she returned home earlier than she had planned.

As she settled into one of the armchairs in the lounge, Michelle noticed that one of the books on the top shelf of the bookcase had been disturbed. She smiled when she realised it was "The Lord Of The Rings". If Trevor had read that fucking book once he had read it a thousand times,she mused to herself.

As she looked at the top shelf, Michelle remembered her husbands urgings that she should read the tome for herself. It was a dubious pleasure that she had resisted for twenty years, but the renewal of their sex life had left Michelle very well disposed towards Trevor and she summised that it would hardly kill her to take an interest.

The middle aged woman rose to collect the book and sat down to see if she make any sense of the opening chapters. As she opened the volume, it fell open at a page that seemed recently disturbed and she flicked to that. Michelle was surprised and not a little intrigued when she realised there was a little square that seemed to be lightly glued against one of the pages of the book. She turned the square over and found that it was actually a photograph.

As Trevor entered the lounge forty minutes later, Michelle was still sitting in the armchair and she wasted no time in greeting her husband.

"What the fuck is this" she shouted, as she waved the photograph accusingly.