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By Pepenny
Providence Gardens seems like just an affluent, highly private gated community. But its inhabitants make their money with a very exclusive product…
It was a gated community in the most literal sense of the word – a ten foot tall wall surrounded the dozen houses and surrounding gardens that encompassed it, with the only point of access being a rolling gate that was controlled from a small guardhouse where three uniformed guards were on duty, twenty-four hours a day, working in shifts. Anyone coming up to the gate had to drive about three quarter miles up an asphalt road in clear view of the gate. The houses that lay beyond were luxurious, each of them probably commanding a seven figure price at the very least if they were ever sold on the open market.
There was of course a lot of discussion about the gated community in the nearby town. Some people derisively referred to it as a compound, and all sorts of rumours abounded, anything from a doomsday cult to bribed politicians, from the municipal level all the way to the House of Representatives.
Of course most of the rumours about the gated community being some sort of crazy cult could be debunked by the fact that the families living there still sent their kids to the local schools. The families still shopped at the local stores, ate in the local restaurants… they were just very particular about who they let inside.
Because the truth of Providence Gardens was a lot simpler, yet a lot darker at the same time, in a way that the inhabitants knew the outside world never understood. After all, keeping a community like that closed, with all its luxuries and its security staff, cost a lot of money. And that money was made in a way that very few people would find acceptable, and more than a few people would want to get in on…
A large blue SUV was winding its way up the road towards the main gate, containing Joanna Huffman and the youngest child living in Providence Gardens, ten year old Hanna. The young girl was engrossed by a game on her tablet. She had only moved in with Joanna and her husband a few months ago, just after her tenth birthday. Adoption was surprisingly common in the gated community. It hadn’t been the first time Hanna had been adopted either. She came to California from a Cambodian orphanage when she was fifteen months old. She had lost her first adoptive parents in a tragic accident barely a year earlier, and had had the misfortune of growing up within the system. Thankfully she had thrived since being brought to the gated community.
And it was easy to see why, on a surface level. Behind the walls there were plenty of luxurious facilities beyond the dozen large houses. There was the swimming pool, the gym and two playgrounds. The most recent construction was a community centre of sorts, a communal living room where kids could play video games or just hang out during the day. It even had a bar for parents who wanted to socialise at night, without having to drive all the way down into town.
“We’re almost there honey.” Joanna said, looking over her shoulder and smiling.
Hanna grinned and nodded, lowering the tablet. The security guard was waiting for them, the car having tripped a motion sensor halfway up the road that alerted him. Of course he knew all the cars that were allowed to be waved through by heart. The heavy steel gate was already rolling aside by the time Joanna pulled up. “Good afternoon, miss Huffman.” he said with a polite smile, then, with a nod towards the back seat. “Hanna.”
The girl giggled at the attention as her mother greeted the guard. She blew the man a kiss as they moved past, the gate closing behind them. Driving up the road it seemed quiet enough. Joanna looked over her shoulder at her daughter. “Daddy is working from home today.” she said. “Your brother should be home before dinner, but he has swim practice today. They’re doing some extra training before the next meet.” At the mention of her father being home the girl grinned.
As they pulled up to the garage Joanne pulled out her phone, tapping through some of the custom software that one of the neighbours had written, one of the many pieces of tech that helped Providence Gardens pay for its many luxuries. “Just go and do your homework, dear. I’ve let your dad know you’re home.”
Hanna smiled, leaning between the driver and passenger seats to kiss her mum on the cheek, then climbed out of the car, taking her bag with her. Of course her mother had done more than just alert her husband that their daughter was home…
Hanna knew that too. Her parents had, long before the ink had dried on the adoption papers, described to her what sort of community she’d be adopted into. It was something that Hanna knew all too well. She walked through the door connecting the garage to the kitchen fully aware of the fact that several hidden cameras were following her.
Because Providence Gardens was based on a very simple principle – providing a high quality product, one that they could charge very large amounts of money for. It was something that all residents of the gated community were involved in, somehow, if not on camera, then behind the scenes, filming, editing and all the other jobs that came with producing the kind of pornography that was illegal in pretty much any country in the world.
It had started almost thirty years ago, with the dawn of the internet and three families that saw how it led to a proliferation of sites that, with various amounts of pretence, spread that sort of material around. Some of them used the classic euphemisms of naturism and such, others were far more explicit. But all of them offered more or less the same quality – grainy 8mm film transfers, or shaky recordings from handheld cameras. And in light of all the improvements that the age of internet pornography inspired in the more legal adult entertainment industry, there was clearly a demand for a better product.
Providence Gardens provided that product. They were very careful of course, right from the start. Even the name of the gated community was picked to be as bland and below the radar as possible. And while a lot of their material was produced in house in the most literal sense of the word they were always careful to make sure that nothing that appeared on screen could be in any way used to lock down their physical location. And rather than offer their goods through one centralised dark web site they rotated steadily.
They had different sites too, for different kinds of material, and different price ranges. The most recent one had involved a series of hidden cameras, set up in strategic positions in several houses. People could check in whenever they wanted. Of course they made sure that their paying customers were alerted whenever there was something to watch…
Those cameras followed young Hanna as she tossed her school bag onto the dining room table and headed over to the fridge to pour herself a glass of apple juice. She set it down on the table and was soon hard at work doing her homework.
She didn’t quite get why, but some people genuinely seemed to enjoy watching her and the other residents of the gated community going about their day. Of course every stream came with the promise that sooner or later, something would happen that made the price of access worth it…
It took about twenty minutes for that to happen. By then, she was well on her way to being done with the homework. The school assigned it moreso to help the kids get into the habit of doing it than as a key part of their education. And it helped that Hanna was one of the smartest girls in her class. She’d already done all the math homework by the time her dad walked into the kitchen, and was currently about halfway through her reading for history, a few paragraphs on women entering the workforce during World War 2.
Kevin, or daddy as Hanna called him, a name that came easy to the Vietnamese girl even though she’d only been living under the Huffmans’ roof for a few months, was in his late thirties, but still in excellent shape. It was hard not to be, living in the luxurious gated community. He worked as a freelance programmer, both for the various projects and sites where the community made its money and for outside employers who had no idea just how far his skillset extended. He set his own hours, and made sure to visit the private gym the community boasted at least twice a week. Between his wife, his daughter and some of his neighbours, he got plenty of exercise too…
“Hey sweetie.” he said with a smile, putting a hand on his little girl’s shoulder.
“Daddy!” Hanna squealed happily, immediately craning her head up to greet him with a kiss. That would have been perfectly normal, if it wasn’t for the kind of kiss she gave him. She pressed her lips firmly against his, and soon her small tongue was dancing against her dad’s.
Kevin happily reciprocated, shuddering in pleasure, one of his strong hands reaching down to feel his daughter up shamelessly. His fingers roamed all over the soft cotton of her V-neck t-shirt, finding the stiff points of her nipples and rubbing them, making the ten year old shiver a little.
When she broke the kiss Hanna was panting a little, her face flush, a downright lascivious grin on her face. “I missed you too daddy…” she said.
“Is that so?” Kevin grinned, even as he put his hands under his little girl’s arms, sitting her on the dining room table where, in a few hours, the entire Huffman family would be eating dinner. Right now it would serve another purpose. “Tell me about it.”
“Hmm… yes daddy…” the girl nodded, her eyelids fluttering as her father stepped between her spread legs. He kissed her again, her neck this time, nibbling and sucking on the sensitive skin. “School was really busy today…” she said, shuddering under the attention of her father’s eager hands and mouth. “I made twenty dollars…”
“Really…” he said with a grin, his hand already under her short-sleeved V-neck t-shirt, pushing it up as he rubbed all over her flat stomach, then higher. He always loved listening to his daughter’s fantasies. She had a very vivid imagination… Of course the residents of Providence Gardens would never be so foolish as to take their ‘work’ outside of the community gates, but the audience loved the fantasy, and they didn’t have to know that it was all made up… besides, no matter how ridiculous things that Hanna might tell her daddy about might seem, everything she had done on camera made it very credible to the audience. “And how did you do that?”
“Hmm…” the girl shivered, squirming under her father’s assault. His attention to her neck was interrupted for a moment as she showed her childish enthusiasm in the way she pulled her t-shirt over her head and tossed it aside, revealing her flat chest to his hungry eyes, and of course the cameras that were watching. “I gave two blowjobs to boys… in the equipment shed… a-and then the gym teacher fucked me…”
“Hmm… good girl…” Mike whispered, even as he guided the girl to lie on her back. He smiled down at her as he undid the button to her jeans. “But you need more than that, don’t you?”
“Uhuh…” the girl nodded, biting her lip, looking up at her father with a gaze that was full of love, mixed with a burning desire that was entirely inappropriate for a girl her age to have, especially towards her father. But that was what made these live streams so popular… If the cameras hadn’t been on, they’d already been fucking, or at least there wouldn’t be nearly as much talking. But while the hidden camera streams were sold on their sense of realism, they both still played it up for the audience. “I need you daddy…” she said. Her school adventures might have been made up, but this was definitely true.
“I know… but I’m here now…” he said with a grin. Even as he said it he slid a hand down the front of her now open jeans, skipping past the waistband of her panties to rub her puffy slit directly, making the girl pant hotly. “You want daddy to fuck you, don’t you?”
“Uhuh…” May nodded, spreading her legs further, her hips rocking back and forth against her dad’s fingers. “I do daddy…”
“That’s my girl…” he purred, relishing how slick she was. She had no sign of puberty on her young body yet, and that made her very popular… He pressed his middle finger in, slowly, relishing the tightness. It promised pleasure to come. He pumped her young cunt slowly with his finger, easing it in deeper every time, and admiring the look on her face. It was a look that he knew would play very well with the audience, her eyes half-lidded, her cheeks flush, involuntary motions from her narrow hips grinding herself into her father’s probing hands.
“Hngh…” the girl huffed, squirming under her father’s groping hands. “Daddy… I want more…” She meant it too. Even as he felt her up she reached out with her small hands, trying to get her fingers on his belt. She couldn’t quite manage it with the way she was squirming under his digital assault but she gave it a serious try, spurred on by the sight of the impressive bulge under the denim.
Thankfully her father felt a similar urge. So even as she grasped for him he used his free hand to undo his belt, then open up his jeans. Without much ceremony he pulled out his hard cock, sighing in relief as it sprung free to its full, impressive length. “You want this, don’t you…?” he asked.
“Hngh… yes daddy…” the girl moaned, lust dripping from every word, every vowel, every inch of her half-naked body.
“Well we’ll have to give it to you then…” Kevin smirked. “But first…” He withdrew his finger from young Hanna’s cunt. With how snug the ten year old’s jeans were – not to mention how tight her little pussy was – it took some effort to fully free his hands. He grasped the waistband, peeling them off, along with her panties. He was huffing in a way that showed he was just as eager for her as she was for him. Soon he had them peeled off, leaving Hanna naked save for her ankle socks.
He took up position between her spread legs. In spite of their mutual horniness he couldn’t help but take a moment to admire the naked tween girl splayed out before him. Barely any hints of puberty yet beyond a slight taper of her waist, a wonderfully lean body, the perfect picture of health and sexual need. He let his eyes wander lower, admiring her young sex, the way it glistened in the light, very puffy lips framing a perfect slit, just a hint of her little clitoris peeking out at the top.
He was pulled from his reverie by an impatient wiggle from the young girl’s narrow hips. “Daddy…” she said, pouting a little. “You were going to fuck me…”
“Of course, princess…” he smirked, clearly amused by the juxtaposition between her tone – a young girl asking her daddy to do something for her, and the thing that she was asking him to do being a moment of intense mutual pleasure rather than a chore.
The dining room table was just the right hight, and he leaned himself up with her. He pressed the head of his cock against her puffy slit, groaning as he felt the slick heat against the sensitive surface. He admired how the flesh pillowed around him in response to the pressure.
Hanna looked up at her adoptive father with naked lust, breathing hard. She knew she had to hold still for this, something that was very difficult for the young girl… thankfully she didn’t have to wait long. She could feel the pressure against her young cunt increase steadily. She might be experienced, but it was still a well-endowed man working to get himself into her ten year old pussy, it would take some effort. The tension in the room was expressed through mutual heavy breathing, both of them frowning in concentration.
But even though Hanna had only been sexually active for a few weeks, she knew her young body intimately. Her parents had made sure of that, through many happy hours of teaching her all about sex. And the Vietnamese girl hadn’t just been an attentive student, she had been a talented one, so she knew how to breathe, how to position her hips, and soon there was a happy gasp as about two inches of her father’s cock sank into her young body. “Yessss…” she said, grinning triumphantly, looking down at the point where their bodies joined.
Kevin grinned and nodded, clearly pleased with the feeling of his adopted daughter’s young cunt squeezing the head of his cock. He huffed, giving her body a moment to adjust. Because even an experienced girl like Hanna still had to deal with certain physical realities.
Whoever was watching live right now was treated to the obscene sight of a gorgeous ten year old girl grinning up at her father, his cock firmly embedded in her pussy. And later that week one of the community’s editors would take the raw footage and pair it down to a more streamlined scene that would be sold to people who enjoyed a more edited experience.
Soon Kevin began pumping his hips in earnest, grinning down at his daughter, his right hand placed next to her head, his left holding her slender hips. She was moving her hips to meet his thrusts, her coltish legs wrapped around his waist, ankles locked behind his back. There was no doubt of the girl’s experience.
Which was why Kevin was quickly able to settle into a rhythm of fucking the girl steadily, grinding more of his thick cock into her young body with every passing moment. The girl shuddered and moaned as she felt herself stretch out to accommodate him. “Hmnf… that’s it… deeper daddy…” she panted.
She meant it too. This wasn’t a polished, scripted scene, but even in these more spontaneous moments the girl was never shy about verbalising her desires. And Kevin was more than happy to oblige. He knew from experience that Hanna could take all of him, just barely, and that she’d actually be disappointed if she thought he went easy on her… something he rarely did.
How could he? She was gorgeous, she was wonderfully tight, and she was always willing, not just for the rest of her family, but also the other inhabitants of the gated community. In spite of the fact that she was the youngest member featured in the material that Providence Gardens put out she had quickly become one of the most prolific. This month she’d already put out two photo shoots, and this was the third time she’d been fucked on camera…
Of course she stayed very busy in general, to the point where her parents occasionally had to remind her to finish her homework too. But right now homework was the furthest thing from her mind. She grinned up her father, full of wanton lust as he fucked her harder and deeper. “Hmnf…” she panted. “That’s… hmm… that’s it daddy… fuck m-my cunt…”
Kevin just grunted and grinned. How could he not? the girl was insatiable. Sometimes it was easy to forget that she was only ten. As he towered over her and pumped himself into her he shifted his grip on her hips. He couldn’t hold her quite as firmly, but as his hand shifted he could rub his thumb over the tiny button of her clitoris. He was rewarded by the feeling of her pelvic muscles contracting more tightly. “Like that honey?”
“Yesssss…” the girl hissed, the girlish tone of her voice a stark contrast to the obscenity of this incestuous couple. Because while they might not be related by blood, Hanna definitely thought of Kevin as her father, as well as her daddy, and she expressed that affection by giving her body willingly. Not that being fucked was ever a chore for the young nymphette…
The man’s cock glistened obscenely as it slid back and forth in the tight clutching passage of the girl’s pussy, more nectar flowing. A little higher a faint outline of abdominal muscles could be seen under her olive skin. While the position didn’t give her much room to move her young body she was nonetheless far from passive. She kept rocking her hips, meeting each of the man’s thrusts by pushing herself upwards and tightening her legs around him. Every time her father bottomed out inside her she could feel him grind against the fleshy barrier of her cervix, but that only drove her on further. She had quickly come to associate that feeling with being fucked properly.
And that was the only way to describe what was happening. Over and over again Kevin shoved himself forward, grunting, any hesitation gone now. The heat of the moment claimed both of them. There were plenty of times where their couplings were more tender, almost languid, but this wasn’t one of them. Young Hanna especially was always insatiable, and she hadn’t had sex since sneaking into her brother’s room the previous night. She had some catching up to do.
Which suited her father just fine. He was red in the face now, grunting in pleasure as he basked in the delicious friction of the girl’s young cunt every time he slammed home. Hanna was right there with him, her whole body flush with excitement. She tightened the death grip of her legs on his hips, expressing the desire she felt for him in the way she held on to him for dear life.
Not that there was anywhere Kevin would rather be right now. He’d been struggling to hold on, trying to draw out the moment, but he knew it was a struggle. Of course Hanna wasn’t really thinking about it like that. For her, all that mattered was the pleasure that had been steadily building for the past ten minutes or so. As much as she loved being fucked on camera, these more spontaneous moments suited her better. No script to remember, no changing positions, just raw, eager sex. She huffed as she looked up at her father, admiring the sight of him, relishing the way he looked down at her with naked, carnal lust.
It wasn’t long before she arched up, without warning, mashing her pubic area into her father’s lap as the dam burst and a climax ripped through her young body. Kevin tightened the grip he held on her body with both hands even as he felt her cunt clamp down on him, more of her nectar soaking into the fabric of his jeans as he held himself to the hilt. Even if he hadn’t been moments away from his own release, the feeling of her pussy gripping him like a vise, clamping down on him like only a ten year old could, was more than enough to send him over the edge.
“F-fuck!” he grunted. It was a good thing that this wasn’t a ‘real’ scene where he would have to finish on her face or chest, because there was no way Hanna was letting him go. She absolutely adored sex, and it was never better than in moments like this, where she was being filled with a man’s cum. She held on, grinning at him, every muscle in her young body working in unison to drain every last drop that her father had to give her.
And there was plenty. Wave after wave of thick white cum flooded her immature tunnel, splasing up against her cervix. She was too young for it to take root – and even if she wasn’t, the community was very big on reproductive health – but that didn’t matter. The thick creamy warmth that flooded her was incredible, a feeling she always chased. And with her father’s cock buried to the hilt in her tight little snatch she got all of it.
And then the moment finally passed, and all that could be heard for a while was the sound of Hanna and Kevin catching their breaths. Both of them were grinning, looking up at each other with an expression filled with lust and affection. “Thank you daddy…” the young girl finally said.
“Uhuh…” Kevin said, nodded. He took a deep breath then took half a step back. Hanna took the hint, relaxing the grip of her legs on his hips, allowing him to pull himself out. “Let’s… let’s get cleaned up, sweetie. Your mum will kill us if we leave another mess on the table…”
With his legs still tingling slightly he turned around and headed for the counter, retrieving a roll of kitchen towels. When he turned back around he was greeted by a sight that was a very good reminder as to why Hanna was so popular in the gated community’s productions, beyond her gorgeous young body. She had sat up a little, leaning back on her left hand. She had her right between her spread legs, running her fingers through her freshly fucked pussy, gathering up globs of her father’s cum and licking them off of her slender digits, enjoying his orgasm twice. She grinned up at him as she saw what she was doing. “Sorry daddy.” she said with a giggle.
“No you’re not, you little slut. Here.” he said. He tore off some paper towels and carefully wiped the girl’s pussy clean. He asked her if she was planning to put her clothes back on she shook her head, so he put a few more sheets down on her chair so that she wouldn’t leak on the upholstery.
He was about to start cleaning himself when she stopped him. “Can I clean you daddy?” she asked, using her best little girl voice.
“Of course kitten.” he said with a grin, knowing exactly what the young girl wanted.
She slipped off of the table and sat sideways on her chair, grinning up at him. She took his still half-hard cock in her small hands and began cleaning it, dragging her tongue all over the length, savouring the taste of his semen and her own immature pussy, mingling together to make for a heady cocktail that she loved lapping up. She kept this up for a good two or three minutes, finishing with a suckling kiss on the head. “All done daddy!” she said happily. “Unless you want to go again?”
“I’d love to.” the man replied honestly. “But you have homework to finish, and I have more work to do.”
“Yes daddy…” the girl said with a sigh. Kevin knew that if he hadn’t fucked the girl properly, she’d definitely be demanding a round two. But she was definitely pleased, so she went back to her homework without fussing. She knew that once she’d be done her father would be more than happy to send her off to spend some time with the neighbours, or maybe her brother would be home by then…
He was about to head back up to his office when he stopped. “Oh, and Hanna?” he said, looking over his shoulder, grinning. This had meant to be a surprise, but the afterglow had softened his resolve.
Hanna looked up over her shoulder, clearly intrigued.
“When we’re filming this weekend, Nero will be coming over.” Kevin grinned.
“Really daddy?” the girl exclaimed. “Does that mean I can finally… you know…”
“Hell yeah…” Kevin smiled. “So make sure you’re ready to go, yeah?”
“Thanks daddy.” Hanna said, climbing off of her chair to give him a hug. “You’re the best.”
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