Martin suddenly realized that his mouth was open, so arresting was the sight that greeted his eyes. He looked across to Jim for his reaction and each made an expression of mutual appreciation at the other. Breaking the short reverie, Jim spoke,

'You look fabulous sweetheart!' He held his arms out in a welcoming gesture. 'Now come over here for Jimbo. I want you to play with this for the next shoot.' He indicated to a small tripod with an old fashioned box type studio camera mounted on it. 'I want you to pretend you are like me - a photographer - and you are playing around with this.'

'What's it for?' Briony asked brightly as she came over to him and picked up the tripod to look at it.'

'It's called a tripod. It holds the camera steady. Like this one I've got, see?'

'Oh yes. What do I do with it?'

'I'd like you to put it on the ground in front of you and kind of climb on to it with a leg either side; like it's a little horsey that you're riding on. Ok?' She proceeded to mount one of the three sloping legs of the tripod, placing her two hands on the top of the camera for support.

'You mean a horse,' Briony replied derisively. 'Only little children say horsey!'

'Yes, of course, sweetheart. You're certainly not a little child are you.'

'Like this?' She looked most fetching with the aluminium strut descending in between her spread thighs. Jim starting taking shots from various angles.

'Yes, honey. Perfect! Now, pretend you're riding it. Push your hips forward until you're against the metal.' Briony did as she was told; she wasn't really sure why Jim was asking her to do such a funny thing. After all, it wasn't a horse, it was a metal stand thing! But she liked him telling her what to do, him being in charge of her. 'Closer, that's it. Press your underpants against it...you know...your thing against it... that's it!' Briony complied and her mound was now pressed against the upright leg of the tripod and she was rubbing up and down its length. 'Perfect. Does that feel nice?'

'Yes,' answered Briony, 'it's feels all tingly.' Martin could see that the aluminium strut was now pressed against the panties, delving into his daughter's slit and he thought to himself that it must be rubbing against her clit; nice move Jim! She certainly appeared to be enjoying herself as she ground herself against it - back and forth along the cold metal - at least if her slightly vague and dreamlike expression was anything to go by. He had no idea if she had yet experimented with masturbation on her own, of course. He'd read somewhere that girls tended to discover self-pleasuring a good deal later than boys, in general. But if she was familiar with the solitary vice, it would, of course, be restricted to the privacy of her own bedroom. Could he perhaps now be catching a glimpse of how her pretty little face bore the evidence of such intimate delights? Her eyes were closed now and she was biting her lower lip in concentration; it certainly looked like the real McCoy, he thought. But he was still a few metres from the sofa and (keen to see as much of the detail as possible) he moved in closer to the action. In doing so he was able to observe something he had not previously noticed; the fabric of the g-string was a very fine and virtually transparent gauze. Through it, the darkish shadow of Briony's thin covering of pubic hair was clearly visible. He longed to get a view of the underside of the crotch in the hope of catching sight of her vulva itself, but it proved elusive for the time being. Ironically, the nearer he got to that precious moment when the most intimate and private part of his daughter would be unveiled, the more and more impatient he got about waiting to see it. He fervently hoped that Jim would manage to coax the child out of her underwear altogether before too long.

Just at that moment, he became aware of Ray - who had been watching quietly from the studio doorway - walk in and whisper something to Michaela. She listened intently before opening her mouth in exclamation and then vigorously nodding in agreement at whatever he had suggested to her. She got up from her position crouched beside the sofa and followed Ray out of the studio. Briony looked up, temporarily distracted by the departure of her new friend, but Jim soon got her back to the task in hand. This time he moved the tripod out of the way and had her lie back on the sofa spreading her legs wide. Now Martin was able to see what he had been looking for earlier. Through the gusset of the panties he could see where the shadow of Briony's pubic hair parted either side of a pinkish ridge which must surely be the flesh of her vulva. Martin kneaded his hard cock through his pants as he studied it from only a few feet away. Briony was looking at him doing so whereupon a puzzled look briefly crossed her face. She wasn't entirely sure why daddy seemed to be rubbing his private parts. Somewhere deep down in her semi-conscious, the instinctual she had some vague notion it was in response to her sexy behaviour. But she was not at all clear on what the connection really was. In Briony's young mind, it was all mixed up in amongst her feelings of tenderness, hero worship and adoration for her father and her own emergent awareness of her own sexuality.

Just then, Michaela re-entered the studio and went back over to where Briony and Jim were. She was carrying a glass of water and something small between her thumb and forefinger. This intrigued Martin and he couldn't quite interpret what was going on. Michaela was saying something to Jim who nodded in agreement or approval and she then turned to Briony, spoke to her also and handed her first the little object and then the glass of water. It appeared to be a tablet because Briony quickly put it into her mouth then took a gulp of the water followed by the customary tipping back of her head to swallow. Seeing his quizzical expression, Michaela came over to Martin.

'Sorry, let me explain. That was a Viagra we gave her.'

'Eh?' replied Martin, even more puzzled than before. 'Viagra?!'

'Yeah,' she laughed. 'It was an idea of Susie's. Genius! She just thought of it in the office with Ray. That's what he came in to tell me. Fortunately, given his age, he's never short of a few of them!'

'But, I don't get it. Why Viagra?' Martin was genuinely mystified.

'It's not only effective on the male member. You know that, right?'

'Um... no. I really don't know what you mean. I thought it was for guys who couldn't get erections?'

'Yeah. It is.' Michaela looked over to Briony and Jim briefly before looking back at Martin. 'But it's also very effective in girls. It acts as quite a powerful aphrodisiac, increasing blood flow to the genitals - especially the clit.'

'Really? I had no idea.' He paused for thought now looking over at Briony who was lying fully on her back, draped along the couch and suggestively dipping her hand down the front of her panties as Jim clicked away.

'Oh God yeah. Apparently, Susie uses it all the time with her boyfriend. But then again, she is a right little...ahem, when she gets going.'

'Susie?'

'She's Ray's no. 2. Basically the deputy studio manager. You haven't met her yet. It maybe Ray's operation, but Susie's the inspiration and the brains behind it.'

'Oh? How so?' Martin was intrigued at the thought of yet another female working in this kind of operation.

'Well, when Ray originally set it up, it was purely a fashion photo centre. Only the legit stuff. It was Susie that hit upon the idea of exploiting the kids and taking risqué angles, skimpy outfits etc.'

'Really?'

'Oh God yeah! She's totally depraved, I'm telling you. She researched all the kiddy porn sites, figured out how to set up the website, the distribution channels everything.'

'Wow! I'm amazed.'

'In fact, it's her who wants to go further all the time. She's constantly pushing Ray to let her extend the operation, but he's more conservative that she is, I reckon. He pushes back.'

'Oh? How do you mean? What is Susie wanting to do?'

'Basically to go all the way into hardcore kiddy porn. To get the kids fucking on camera. Only carefully selected and vetted ones, of course.'

'Wow! Really? Do you think that could ever happen here? I mean it'd be seriously risky wouldn't it? Law-wise, I mean.'

'Sure. But Susie is one determined girl and she generally gets what she wants, so I wouldn't be surprised if the place gets onto full hardcore before long.'

'Jeez! That's amazing.' He paused, 'Anyway, why the Viagra for Briony, exactly?'

'Well, the idea is that it will make her feel more sexy and aroused. It'll get her really hot and bothered down there. It'll make her wet and excited. And that will make her want to touch herself and play up for the camera.'

'Right. I see.'

'Sorry, I guess we should have asked your permission really. With her being a minor and all...'

'Well, yes. I guess you should...really' At which point they both laughed out loud at the irony of the situation.

'It should also make her pussy look more hot and sexy in the close-ups if and when we do manage to get her down to the altogether. All that extra blood flow down there should look very tasty indeed!' Michaela nudged him suggestively and laughed again. Martin felt his cock stiffen again at the blatantly sexual way in which this not unattractive young woman was referring to his daughter. It was all part and parcel of the whole set up; everything here was dedicated to the one aim of eroticising innocent young girls and photographing the details of their developing bodies. The fact that his own daughter was the current focus of all this perverted and exploitative attention was enormously arousing. He knew it was wrong, but that only seemed to make it all the more erotic and enticing.

'So when do you think he's going to ask her to take them off? Her panties, I mean.' asked Martin, trying to sound calmer and more relaxed about it than he actually was.

'Anytime now, I expect. Judging by how he's got her posing just at the minute.' She nodded in the direction of the sofa where Martin now followed her gaze to see his daughter lying on her tummy. She had her right arm underneath her and although he couldn't actually see where her hand was, from her movements it looked for all the world as if she were indeed masturbating. Jim presumably thought so too, because he now moved around to where Briony's pert bottom was and aimed his camera down into the gap between the tops of her thighs. They both went over to Jim and Michaela spoke.

'So, we about ready?' Jim looked up at her and then back at Briony.

'Yeah. I guess we are. Eh Briony?'

'What?' Briony brought her hand back into view and half sat up.

'Could you just slip those little pants off for us now sweetheart?' Her face immediately dropped as though she had received some bad news and her cheeks flushed pink.

'Oh.' She paused, perhaps waiting for a qualification of some kind. But none came. 'You mean...now?'

'Yes, sweetheart... now. Ok?' But Jim's attempt to be upbeat and reassuring did not appear to be doing the trick. Briony looked over to her father for support; her reluctance was plain and she had the look of a rabbit in the headlights.

'Daddy...?' she asked, plaintively, her big eyes looking up at him. Martin did his best to sound positive too. He sensed how close they now were to this precious revelation of his daughter's most intimate charms and he wasn't about to let the opportunity slip through his fingers.

'Come on sweetie. Remember we talked about this?' He lower lip quivered and pouted slightly. 'Remember how I told you all the grown up models go completely bare?'

'But daddy...it's rude...' her voice sounded thick and croaky as if she were about to cry. Martin, suddenly faced with the dreadful possibility of being cheated out of his prize, was briefly overcome with impatience. Losing control for a moment, he barked at her rather more forcefully than he had intended,

'Briony! Don't be so silly! Take them off I tell you!' At this outburst from her father, Briony's composure finally cracked and her lower lip quivered more violently as the hot little tears rolled down her cheeks. Martin immediately felt bad for upsetting her and was about to go to her when Susie suddenly appeared from the studio doorway. She came forward taking Briony in her arms and cuddling her to her bosom. The quietly sobbing child was then led away to the corner of the studio where Susie kneeled on the floor so they could be on the same level. She took hold of the little girl's shoulders and began to speak to her, gently mopping away the tears with a handkerchief as she did so. They were there for several minutes during which time it was explained to Briony that if she didn't do as she was told she would be letting her father down and that they wouldn't be able to be paid as much money by the studio as he had hoped for. Didn't she love her daddy enough to be able to do this little thing for him? All in all it was a pretty shameless piece of emotional blackmail and manipulation by Susie, deliberately taking advantage of the sweet child's natural obedience and good nature. When they returned it was evident that the battle was won; Briony reluctantly slipped the tiny garment down over her narrow hips and stepped out of it. She stood there in front of Jim blushing crimson and unable to look him in the eye as she looked down at her toes in embarrassment, her hands held stiffly by her sides. Jim wasted no time in taking several photos first from a few metres away then moving in closer for some more detailed shots of her pubic area. Briony tried to cover her shame at one point by crossing her hands in front of her mound, but Jim gently reached forward, took hold of them and moved them back out of the way replacing them by her sides. This caused her to blush still more deeply.

Martin, meanwhile, was slightly conflicted at the scene before him. He assumed this new person whom he had not previously met must be the deputy manager Michaela had spoken of. Certainly, Briony had seemed to know her and had some kind of a rapport with her. As a loving father, he had been upset seeing Briony cry like that and look so uncomfortable and embarrassed. Especially as he had been the principal author of her troubles. But whatever Susie had said to her had clearly done the trick and his own unquenchable desire to finally see her pussy had taken over. He now drank in the delicious site of her little delta of fine, downy curls and the darker slit at the base of the triangle out of which pouted a little flap of pink flesh. He knew he would soon be able to examine this in more detail as soon as she was asked to open her legs for the camera. Michaela and Susie now came over to him. Michaela introduced Susie.

'What a lovely sight eh?' she said. 'She looks a bit shy and awkward right now, but once the Viagra kicks in and she feels her pussy warning up she'll be fine.'

'Yeah...' replied Martin. 'It's a sight for sore eyes, that's for sure. To think I made that little angel? What an absolute darling she is.'

'Yes. You can be very proud of her. She is adorable, certainly.'

'That's quite an idea you had with the Viagra there, Susie. I'm impressed,' he added. Susie laughed,

'Well...it's harmless fun. The way I figure it anything that will make it easier to get the shots we want has to be worth a try eh?'

'Sure!' he answered. 'What sort of shots are they that you would like to get, exactly?' Even as he spoke the words, Martin felt a flutter of excitement in the pit of his stomach at the intensely arousing notion that he was discussing pornographic photos of his little girl with two young women.

'Well, that kind of depends on her, I guess. Certainly some super close-ups of her little pussy. The punters love that. They like to see every little crinkle and fold. Perhaps also some held open shots if we can persuade her to. And maybe even some of her wanking her clit, inserting a finger or whatever? What d'you think?'

'Wow!' Martin's mouth was suddenly dry and he gulped at her words. 'Hell, I don't have the faintest idea of what she's capable of, to be honest Susie. I am in uncharted waters here!' But the mental image of having Briony masturbate for the camera was certainly having a strong effect on him.

'Yeah, I guess you are. Naughty daddy!' and she poked him playfully in the ribs in admonishment as they all returned to watching what Jim and Briony were getting up to.

Briony had now removed the tiny bra too and lay completely naked on the floor. Jim had moved the sofa out of the way and was now crouching in front of the prostrate child coaxing her playfully to pout at the camera. She propped herself up on her outstretched arms so that her body was now arched downwards with her legs still flat on the ground. In this position, her pubic mound was pressed against the hard studio floor and Jim made sure he got some good close-ups of the little hill of flesh where it was flattened on the ground. This position also emphasized her cute little bottom and Jim now moved around to her rear to photograph the little cleft between her buttocks. As he did so, he asked her to open her thighs a little to allow him a better view down into the gap where her pussy lay. Martin witnessed this from a slight distance, where he still stood with Susie and Michaela. But he was starting to feel he had waited long enough and was desperate to see more of the delightful details Jim must be getting. Seeing him shifting impatiently from one leg to the other, Susie quickly realised what the problem was.

'Martin,' she said, 'you're obviously dying to get a good look. Why don't you go right over to where Jim is?' Seeing him hesitate, she added, go on. He won't mind.'

'Oh. Err.. ok.' Despite it all, Martin still felt a tinge of embarrassment and shame at other people - especially women - knowing just how much he longed to see his own daughter's pussy and so he didn't want to seem too eager. 'Do you think Briony will mind? I mean, won't it be a bit weird for her?' he added, hesitantly.

'Hell, she's your daughter!' joked Susie. 'If you don't know, I'm sure I don't! Then after a little pause, 'seriously though, from the flushed look of those cute, rosy cheeks, I'd say that tablet's kicking in, so she'll probably be too horny to care before long!' Michaela laughed and headed back towards the door to the corridor. Susie stayed to watch and Martin made his way over to his daughter and Jim.

Briony was now on her side with her legs together and her head propped up on her folded right arm. She was talking to Jim, seemingly quite relaxed.

'Ok sweetheart, can you now bend that top leg for me and open up your thighs?' She did so and immediately appeared to notice how she was now exposing the underside of her pussy to him, rather than just her pubis. Seeing her father approach and sit down right in front of her to share in the sight clearly made her feel a little embarrassed and she bit her bottom lip again as she smiled nervously at Martin.

'Hello, sweetie.' Martin smiled warmly and lovingly at the naked nymph before him. He was delighted that despite her obvious embarrassment at having him see her so exposed, she made no move to cover her sex or change her position. He interpreted this as some signal of a new phase of their relationship; one in which she was comfortable to let him see her developing young body. A relationship that was less like father and daughter and more like boyfriend and girlfriend. Thus emboldened, he now allowed his gaze to linger between her legs, on the delicate tongue of pink flesh that nestled in her slit between the two lightly haired outer lips. It looked so inviting, so delicate and untouched.

Briony could see him looking there. He was deliberately staring at her winky; her most private place, and she felt an unfamiliar mix of shyness and excitement. There was pride too at the thought that her daddy was seeing just how grown up she had become; how much like a woman and not a child any more. She longed so much to please him and have him admire her for her prettiness that somehow even something that should have been terribly embarrassing for her was acceptable. More than acceptable, in fact. She liked it. She liked Jim looking at her too. She thought that maybe he loved her a little bit. Even though he was an older than her, men could still fall in love with girls couldn't they? She saw no reason why not. She was feeling very warm now. Warm and sexy having these two men looking at her. Right at her chest and her winky like this. In fact, she could feel that some of the warm feeling seemed to be flowing into her winky, like it did sometimes when she was in her bed at night. Sometimes she liked to look at the poster of Zac Efron on her wall while she had touched herself. She was starting to feel like that very much now. She saw that Jim seemed to be photographing only her winky now. He was pointing the camera right at it. That was a bit funny. Why that? Why not at her face?

'Why are you taking pictures down there, Jim? Do people want to see winkies then? I mean all close like that?' Martin could see that Jim was at a slight loss for words in how to explain this to her. So he answered for him,

'Well sweetie, you know how when we were talking the other day I said how boys like to see girls bare?'

'Yes,' she replied in her play-serious tone of voice.

'And that the part boys most want to see is a girl's winky?'

'Yes, daddy, I do. But isn't it rude to just show winkies on their own?' She now tipped her head to one side in an exaggeratedly quizzical look. Martin knew this aspect of her character well. She was being disingenuous, fishing...but given the circumstances, he indulged her.

'But my precious, for grownups it's precisely that rudeness that is exciting and sexy. The more private the part of the body, the more rude it is. And the ruder it is, the more sexy it is.'

'Oh...' she said with a long rise and fall of understanding. 'So the rudest part on a girl is her winky, so that's the sexiest part too?'

'Exactly!'

'But I don't get why the photos have to be sexy too? I mean, I thought they were for clothes shops and stuff. They don't show pictures of bare girls and winkies in clothes shops daddy?' Jim looked at Martin with raised eyebrows at this new line of questioning. But Martin smiled back at him. He was not to be put off.

'That's right sweetie, but these photos are special ones now. They aren't for clothes shops any more.'

'Oh yes. I remember,' she said. 'These are the ones we can't tell mummy about.'

'Yes, my darling. That's right. We absolutely mustn't tell mummy about them. These are very special photos.'

'But if they're not for clothes shops, what are they for?'

'Well...they are for men to look at. Men who like looking at pretty girls.' Susie, who had been listening intently to all of this from the side of the studio, now approached the little group. She was carrying a copy of 'Penthouse' magazine.

'Oh...' replied Briony. 'Is it because the girls are sexy?' Susie now chipped in.

'That's it, Briony. See this magazine here.' She opened the magazine to a centrefold showing a naked model with legs widely spread. Briony sat up and took hold of the magazine and turned the pages looking intently at each glossy image. 'See how sexy the ladies look? They are all showing their winkies.'

'Oh yes!' Briony was fascinated by the photos.

'Well,' continued Susie, 'when men see these pictures it makes them feel very sexy too and that's a nice feeling.'

'Oh... does it make them want to marry the ladies?' asked Briony. The three adults laughed.

'Not exactly,' explained Susie. 'But it makes the men kind of fall in love with the ladies. And looking at their winkies makes their dicky go hard and that feels nice too.'

'Their what?' asked Briony, looking momentarily puzzled. Jim pointed to his crotch,

'This,' he said. Briony emitted a sudden exclamation of understanding.

'Oh, you mean their willies! Yes, we did about that at school. The man's willy has to go hard so he can put it in the lady and make a baby. I know all that stuff!' She said, proudly.

'Ok, good. Then yes, that's what happens when they look at the nice, sexy pictures,' continued Susie.

'But I thought that was only when they wanted to make a baby with a lady?' Briony asked.

'Well...it can happen at other times just by looking at pretty ladies with no clothes on. And when it does, the man likes to rub his willy. It feels very nice when he does that. So that's why men like to buy these magazines.'

'Oh...I see.' Briony continued, 'so there are special ladies who take their clothes off to show their winkies for the magazine that men buy.'

'Got it!' said Martin. 'Spot on.'

'So will I be in a magazine too?' she asked.

'Well kind of,' Martin replied. Not a magazine exactly, but a website. Kind of a special website. A private one.

'Oh,' was all Briony could think of to say. Martin looked at Susie and Jim, relieved at having navigated his way through this tricky little spiel. 'So do you have a magazine like this, daddy? Do you like to look at ladies winkies and rub your willy too?' Martin blushed at this, but had no choice but to continue.

'Um...well. I have your mummy to make love to when I'm feeling sexy. But sometimes, if mummy isn't around, I like to look at some magazines too. Yes.'

'And will you look at the pictures of me when they're ready and will they make you feel sexy too?' She seemed rather interested at this notion, but fortunately before Martin could formulate an answer to this most tricky of questions, Briony was distracted by a particular page of the magazine. Virtually the entire frame was filled with a close up of a moist and gaping vulva. Briony was pointing at it, intrigued. 'Look daddy! This picture is of a lady's winky all on its own and nothing else. Is that what mine will look like? Hers is very funny looking and all wrinkly. Is mine like that?' She paused to look between her own legs.

'Not exactly, sweetie. Grown up ladies have different looking ones. Yours is much nicer and cuter looking.' Briony continued to try and explore her own sex, but was finding the angle awkward. Try as she might to crane her head forwards, she couldn't really see all she wanted to.

'Mine doesn't have very much hair on it yet, does it?' she said.

'No sweetie, not yet. But you are growing up fast and it soon will.' He felt a glow of pride as well as excitement as he thought of that delicious morsel of immature girlflesh that lay just inches from him and which he now felt sure he was about to see in great detail. Jim clearly was taking care not to go too fast with her, though. He was getting her to pose in sexy and alluring, but not yet pornographic poses. If her genitals were in shot it was only inadvertently. Martin found this hide and seek approach a little frustrating, although as the effects of the drug became stronger, Briony seemed to behave more and more erotically without any prompting from her photographer. She had a very nice line in dreamy expressions and pouts and she licked her lips frequently to moisten them. She stroked her body with her hands and even teased her little pink nipples as one point, emitting a soft purr as she did so.

'See what I mean about the Viagra?' said Susie to Martin. 'I wouldn't be surprised if she's soaking wet now.' Before Martin could nod in agreement, she walked off and out of the studio. A few moments later, she re-appeared carrying a green stuffed toy. As she approached the sofa and put it down, Martin could see it was a child's toy crocodile about a metre long and with a pronounced ridge along its back. Susie indicated to Briony that it was for her to play with whereupon the child immediately took hold if it. As if by instinct - certainly not on any instruction from Jim - she straddled the crocodile in a full body cuddle, kissing its face and rubbing herself on it. Susie indicated to Martin with a knowing smile that this was precisely as she had intended. The crocodile was then used by Briony as little more than an erotic prop; a kind of sex toy for children. In her chemically aroused and inflamed state, she rocked and gyrated sinuously over it making frequent pelvic thrusts which did not go unappreciated by Jim who promptly moved around behind her. Aiming his camera between her spread thighs, he got shot after shot of her grinding her pussy against the crocodile's ridged back. Martin followed suit and was peering closely at the stimulating sight only inches from his daughter's warm moist vulva being squeezed rhythmically on the stuffed green fabric.

'That's it, Briony love,' called out Susie in encouragement. 'That feels nice on your winky doesn't it? Rub harder...yes.' But she seemed not to need much in the way of inducement, the little hussy was flushed and panting now as she rode the imitation reptile for all she was worth. Martin, who had now moved in even closer, could see the soft pink flesh being pulled back and forth by the rhythmic pressure on her pubis effectively kneading her little clitoris into a higher and higher state of arousal. There was even a dark patch forming on the green cloth and at one point, as Briony lifted herself slightly upwards momentarily, he caught the delicious sight of a sticky, silvery thread which briefly suspended itself between the crocodile and her pussy before breaking again as she moved further. This was getting all too much for Martin and he worked on his cock as energetically as he could without actually taking it out of his pants. He was so aroused by the amazing view that he knew one false move would have him spurting inside his underwear, so he had to restrain himself a little, at least.

It was difficult to tell if Briony actually managed to get all the way to an orgasm, but whatever her final destination it was clear she was enjoying the journey. So, indeed, were the adults around her. Besides the obvious and almost painful excitement her father was experiencing, Jim and Susie were also powerfully affected by the scene and were both extremely aroused. As if to call a temporary halt to this bewitching spell lest they all collapse in an orgy of self gratification, Jim called to Briony to sit up, put the crocodile aside and sit cross-legged for him. She complied and the effect of her exertions were immediately evident from her flushed and rosy countenance. Of course, in this posture, her thighs were fully opened towards him and - although she seemed blissfully unaware of the fact as she hugged the crocodile to her cheek - he was able to take several zoomed-in shots of the moist, pink sex she was unwittingly exposing. But he found he needed more light on the subject, so he got up from his crouching position to adjust one of the floods to cast its full glow between Briony's legs. To get an even better view, he then instructed her to lie full length along the sofa and to place one leg over its back and the other on the ground. This meant that her thighs were now as wide open as possible and he was able to move right in between them with only inches between his lens and Briony's floodlit pussy. The opportunity was not lost on Martin who took his place right alongside Jim so he could get an unimpeded view of every tiny detail at close quarters.

What he saw was truly beautiful. Nestling between the plump outer lips was the smooth pink fold of her clitoral hood and beneath it her two small labia. Martin was surprised, seeing it in detail for the first time, just how fleshy Briony's pussy was. He was also struck by the variation in tones between the hood of her clitoris and the much darker and more crinkled labia. At the base of her vulva he could see the narrow slit of her vaginal entrance out of which oozed a thick, creamy liquid. Coating the inside of her larger lips there were cream-coloured flakes of what he assumed must be the dried remains of previous lubrication. The whole area was a pinkish-red which he assumed was the evidence of her rubbing against the crocodile. There was a small tuft of green fluff stuck to the moisture on one of her labia which must have come from the stuffed toy. Pausing for a moment from this intoxicating sight, he looked up at Briony who smiled back at him in a dreamy and contented state.

'My darling, sweet child I can't believe how beautiful you are,' he said in a voice thick with excitement and emotion.

'Thank you daddy,' came the happy reply. 'Does my winky look pretty?' she added looking down at herself between the legs where her father's face was only inches away. Martin gulped,

'Darling, precious girl it's the most beautiful winky I have ever seen. It's just perfect!'

'Thank you, daddy. It's a bit funny with you looking at it so near and stuff, but it's ok.' The last words were uttered with a semi-serious tone as though she were making a sacrifice for him, but making it gladly.

'Well thank you too, sweetheart, for letting us look at it. It's a really lovely one.'

'Oh good. Can you see it as much as you want to?' Seizing his opportunity, Martin said,

'Well actually, honey, could you maybe pull it open a bit for us? With your fingers, I mean.'

'Oh, ok daddy. So you can see the inside bit too, you mean?'

'Yes, darling. Exactly.' With that, Briony reached forward and gently parted her large lips with the forefinger of each hand causing the inner labia to open up with a slight, moist sound. Martin could now see the smooth, pink interior glistening with moisture and her vaginal entrance which now opened out a little more to reveal a dark cavern around which was the thin veil of her hymen.

'Awesome!' Jim exclaimed with a muted and throaty roar of approval and wasted no time in snapping several shots of her intimate and exposed anatomy. Between shots, he turned his head to grin triumphantly at Martin in recognition of his crucial role in the afternoon's work. Martin, for his part, wanted to move things even further and decided he would try and get Briony to actually masturbate for the camera too. 'Sweetheart, when you were riding on top of the crocodile just now, how did that feel?'

'It was really nice daddy. All tingly.'

'Tingly? How so? Where exactly?' Sensing he was on the right track, he pressed further. 'Where was the feeling strongest?'

'In my tummy,' she replied in all honesty, then adding, 'and in my winky too.'

'Mmm...I bet that felt nice in your winky, didn't it sweetheart? How would you like to play with your winky now?'

'Play with it how?' she asked.

'Well, I mean how about you just touch it and rub it with your fingers?'

'Ok...' But it was clear she needed a little more guidance.

'You see that bit at the top of your winky? That's the bit that feels the nicest when you touch it, isn't it?' Briony thought this a little strange.

'But how do you know, daddy? You don't have a winky? You're a boy!' Jim and Susie laughed at this and Susie came to the rescue.

'Briony, believe me, your daddy's right. He may not have a winky himself, but grown-ups know about that kind of thing. Anyway, I do have one and I can tell you myself that it definitely feels the nicest when you touch it.' Briony was now pressing on the hood of her clitoris with her forefinger.

'You mean this part here?' she asked.

'Yes,' answered Susie. 'Spot on. That's it.' Briony continued to rub at the shaft of her clit, occasionally causing the pink tip to reveal itself. She purred with satisfaction and seemed to be discovering for herself that what she had been told was indeed true.

'Mmm...' Jim now selected the macro setting on his camera so he could move in even closer to the action. His lens was now only a few inches from Briony's vulva and in his viewfinder he had a super magnified view of the ridged fold of her clit hood as it was being ground back and forth, side to side by her finger. To his delight, the pinkish purple tip of her clit itself occasionally peeped out and the tiny bud of flesh seemed to be growing visibly in response to her manipulations. Susie, seeing that her diminutive charge was now fully engaged in her reverie of masturbation decided it was time to fuel the child's pubertal fantasies. She got up, went over to the laptop and muttering smugly to congratulate herself played a sequence of video clips and still images she had specially selected and edited together herself. It was designed specifically with the purpose of inflaming youthful female passions and featured all the current teen heartthrobs - Pattinson, Efron, Bieber etc - at their most smouldering and seductive best. It was guaranteed to turn any young girl to jelly. She came back and indicated to Briony to look over at the screen.

'Oooh...I LOVE him!' she exclaimed on seeing one of her heroes and as if by some sort of instinctual response the pace of her clitoral stimulation increased and her pelvis started to rise and fall on the sofa. Without really understanding what she was doing, but merely following the response of her body she then took hold of her breast with the other hand and began massaging it in time with her other hand, purring and panting with delight as she did so. Her brow was furrowed in concentration as she imagined these idols of the screen kissing her and whispering their undying love in her ear. Her whole body felt aflame and she increased both the rhythm and pressure on her clitoris. The sight of little Briony furiously masturbating and looking for all the world as if she were climbing the dizzying slope to orgasm was too much and both Martin and Susie were manipulating themselves as energetically as they could under their clothes as they watched her. Susie was wearing tight jeans and her middle finger ground into the slit between her lips. Martin had his hand inside his pants now and was firmly jerking on his cock no longer caring if he made a mess or not. Briony was becoming increasingly vocal now emitting little fluttering gasps and moans as she bit her lip and held her breath in rapt concentration. The combination of the speed of her fingers and the copious moisture now oozing from her produced a wet squelching sound from the slick pussy flesh as her masturbatory frenzy intensified. Just then, she let out a loud cry,

'Oh...oh...OH!....daddy...!' Briony had reached the dizzying pinnacle of her first orgasm and was clearly a little alarmed by the overwhelmingly intense surges of pleasure wracking her frail young body. She was powerless to stop the inevitable, yet in the midst of her delirium she needed reassurance from her father as to just what this paroxysm of delight was.

'It's ok, sweetie...nothing to worry about.' He managed to pant these words to her whilst virtually on the edge of his own climax, but he nevertheless felt the need to let her know all was well. 'Just keep doing what you're doing sweetheart... enjoy the lovely feelings.' Briony continued, but the pace of her hand gradually eased off as she returned to Earth from the outer space of her climax. Martin stopped himself just before coming, and reached over to hug his daughter in his arms.

'Oh daddy...!' she cried, 'what was that? It felt amazing!'

'You had your first orgasm, sweetheart. You're a big girl now. I am so proud of my little princess!' Briony didn't understand the funny word her daddy had used, but she didn't much care. She was still glowing from the breathless passion she had experienced.

to be continued...