La Joya Farm Resort and Spa: Aloguinsan’s Recreational Paradise Finally Opens This May

Eric gets a call from his old friend, Joel, 55, who
invites him for a visit to his rural home near Mount
Shasta in Northern California. They were hippies
together in the old days, with free love for all. Joel
has three young girls, ages eight to ten, with his young
second wife, Daisy. Joel mentions he and Daisy believed
in the family bed, and Eric was free to join them if he
wanted to. (MF/g+, extreme-ped, inc)

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Eric finally found Joel’s house, at the end of a twisty
long road in a very small community near Mount Shasta in
Northern California not far from the Oregon border. The
mountain supposedly had mystical qualities, and had
always attracted its share of searchers and seekers of
the mystical, Joel among them. Eric had been one of them
for a time, thirty years or more ago, but had joined the
rat race while his best buddy from the old hippy days
hadn’t.

It was Saturday, mid morning, of a beautiful August day.
Eric parked the car behind Joel’s old panel truck. The
whole family rushed out to meet him, Joel, his young
wife, Daisy, just 24, and their three girls, Summer,
eight, Spring, nine, and Flower age ten.

“Found it all right, my old buddy?” Joel asked as he
gave his old friend a warm hug which Eric returned.

“No problem. Drove up from San Francisco and stayed in a
motel on the five last night, not too far away, and here
I am. Jeez, it’s great to see you. You haven’t gained a
pound. How do you do it?”

Joel laughed. “Well, having a young, beautiful wife
helps, and three lively girls too. They… ah, keep the
pounds off, that’s for sure,” he said gesturing to the
girls and his wife, standing almost in a row and looking
at Eric very intently and warmly with smiles on their
faces.

Joel was about five ten, and 170 pounds, very strong
looking. He had a shock of white hair, and deep blue
penetrating eyes.

“This is my wife, Daisy, the better half for sure, and
our three girls. Flower is our oldest, ten, in the blue
summer dress, and the middle one’s Spring, nine in the
tiny black skirt, no top and her old fedora hat. She
usually doesn’t wear anything, but I told her to meet
you she should at least wear shorts or a skirt. Our
youngster is Summer. She’s eight and has her moms auburn
red hair. Say hi to my old friend, Eric, girls.”

“We sure have been looking forward to your visit, Eric.
The girls are all excited. It’s been awhile since we had
a nice visit from a man.” Daisy said as she gave Eric a
hug in greeting.

Each of the girls followed suit giving Eric a warm hug.
He thought they were all delightful. Daisy, Joel’s wife,
was about five four and only around 100 pounds. She had
on tight short shorts and he could see her cunt slit
without much trouble as the shorts sank in it. She had
on a white blouse, and no bra. Her breasts were small
but very firm and stuck up very sexily, her nipples
visible through the thin white material of the blouse.
She had long auburn red hair and warm brown eyes. She
was very sexy to Eric.

Eric had a hard time not staring at nine year old
Spring. She was a beautiful girl with full luscious
lips, in a half smile, a trim, athletic body, shapely
legs, around four, maybe 65 pounds. She was only wearing
a very short black skirt with an uneven hem, layered
over with lace that sat low on her hips. He stomach was
flat, and she had just the start of breast development,
soft light pinkish nipples sitting on the slightest of
bulges.

He tried not to stare at her luscious exposed nipples,
but he couldn’t. He was embarrassed that the young
prepubescent girl was sexually exciting to him, but
really a hell of a lot more than that. He had an almost
overpowering urge to suck her nipples, her clit, lick
her anus, devour her. It was the strongest sexual urge
he had felt in many a year. He knew she wanted it,
wanted him. God help him. He knew he was lost, unless he
immediately left, but Eric had no intention to do that,
no siree!

Spring must have known it, his sexual preoccupation with
her as she grinned wickedly at him, promising the old
man, well, to her. The old man, whatever he wanted,
whatever, she was all his. Spring looked at Eric’s
growing bulge in his crotch, and her wicked grin got
bigger and bigger. Spring’s hair was a deep black, long
and naturally somewhat curly. She had an old beat up
felt fedora on her head, pulled low over her eyes. She
looked up and into Eric’s eyes intently with great
interest. Oh, Jeez! Eric barely muttered to himself. Oh
my God!

Flower, the ten year old was wearing a short, light,
translucent summer dress in a light blue pastel flowered
pattern, with spaghetti shoulder straps. It was probably
meant to be worn with a slip as he could easily make out
her body underneath, her pinkish nipples on a tiny
bulge. She didn’t seem to be wearing panties.

Flower was a blonde, with shortish curly hair and brown,
soft eyes, and about four six and a little over 70
pounds. Her eyes flirted with Eric’s. Flower had light
pink lipstick on and mascara and some light eyeliner.
Little girls with makeup always attracted Eric, though
normally he wasn’t all that attracted to preteen girls.
Geez, gorgeous, he thought.

The youngest one, Summer, just had a white T shirt on
only, as far as he could tell. It just barely covered
her butt. She had her mom’s coloring, auburn red hair,
and brown eyes. She was very attractive too, like her
sisters, and their mom. Summer was around four two and
55 pounds.

“Let’s go in and I’ll show you around.” Joel said.

“Want something to drink?”

“Ah…Ice tea. It’s getting a little hot. I quit
drinking a few years ago. It was getting to me.”

Daisy laughed. “I don’t drink either, and I talked Joel
into it too. Ice tea it is.” She said as he walked ahead
of Eric, Joel and the girls to go in the kitchen and fix
the ice tea.

“I built the house myself, with Daisy’s help, of course,
and some friends too for critical times when I couldn’t
do it alone.” Joel said. “You can see it’s a dome house,
a geodesic dome house. That’s a house built from struts
which follow geodesic lines and form an open framework
of triangles and polygons. What that means is that the
house has no internal support, the support is all on the
outside. Gives you a lot more space inside, and you use
far less material. Good for the environment. See, I
followed the contour of the land too, the hillside,
mountainside. Looks like it belongs here with all the
natural wood, doesn’t it?”

It sure does, Joel. It’s beautiful! You did a great
job!”

“Thanks! I’ve built others too, on spec, and made some
good money.”

“Ah, you’re in the real estate business?”

“A little of this, a little of that, always a way to
make a buck if you’re paying attention.”

“Yeah, you never had trouble doing that, Joel.”

Joel showed him around inside. The first floor was
essentially one very large room with some low room
dividers split into a dining area, a large kitchen and
pantry, a living room, an enclosed bedroom and separate
bathroom, and a study with the family room in the
center. The ceiling was open to the dome top where there
were several large skylights that flooded the house with
light, making it all very open.

Along three of the sides were open loft bedrooms, one
large master bedroom, including a spacious master bath
room, and two smaller bedrooms. Narrow gangplank style
stairs led to the loft bedrooms.

“Go on up girls. I’m going to show Eric our family bed.”
Joel said as he led Eric to the stairs to the master
loft bedroom in the geodesic dome house.

The three girls scampered up the stairs laughing and
giggling and plopped themselves down on the bed. When
Eric first saw the bed he found it hard to believe. It
must be at least fifteen feet across, or more, twice the
size, or more, of a king size bed, all made up nicely
with sheets and a spread, sheets, and blankets that were
big enough for it plus lots of pillows.

The loft was large with lots of room for a couple of
large dressers, a couple of chairs, and a couple of make
up tables, and a small couch. There was a spacious
master bathroom off to one side. All three girls lay on
the bed smiling up at Eric.

“Want to join us?” Spring asked mischievously when Eric
finished climbing up and stood beside the bed.

“Thanks, but…ah…”

“That’s our family bed.” Eric said. “I made that too,
and Daisy all the linen, comforters too, all in super
large style. Like I told you, we believe in the family
bed. It’s nineteen feet across and seven feet long.
Sleeps six adults easily, and more if there are young
ones like the little girls. Actually Daisy was raised
that way and wanted it for us, for our kids.”

“Yeah…I see…” Eric said hesitantly. He was beginning
to get the picture. “You all sleep together.”

“Yep, right from the beginning. We view sex as giving
and receiving pleasure. Any of the family can have sex
of any kind with any other member or members of the
family, provided all agree. Daisy was pleasured by her
dad and mom from the earliest age, and her brothers and
sisters too in the family bed. And uncles and assorted
relatives and friends of the family. She loved it from
the start. We do too. It’s so… natural, giving and
receiving sexual pleasure. Hell, man, you remember the
commune, I’m sure. All those girls loving sex. Before
AIDS. Girls don’t have to be teenagers to enjoy sex.
They enjoy it as preteens, don’t you girls?”

“We love it daddy!” The three girls almost cried in
unison.

God! Eric thought, that is so erotic! My, My, My!

“Like I told you, you’re free to join us anytime while
you’re here. The girls know how to pleasure you, and
love and adore being pleasured themselves, including
Daisy, of course, my darling, sexy wife. Around here
it’s a natural process. It one of the girls wants to
masturbate, they just do it, anytime. In front of us is
fine too. If I’d like a hand job, a blow job, anytime,
all I have to do is ask. I’ll have three volunteers all
the time. Same if I want to masturbate them, or lick
them. They love it, and sex too. Spring and Flower love
to fuck. Right girls?”

“Sure do, daddy!” They cried in return.

“Now, Eric. This…doesn’t bother you does it. You’re
still a hippy at heart. Right?” Joel asked.

Eric tried to think quickly how to answer, and asked
himself if he was going to accept this invitation. The
little girls were so sexy, and Daisy too. He paused.

Daisy continued, “We did it very gradually. Lots of oral
to begin with, like my mom and dad did with me, then
slowly more, including small dildos, partial
penetration. It was a big celebration when daddy was
able to have full intercourse with one of the girls.”

Now Joel, “Is this OK. Not too much for you, Eric? You
know, the old days. We had some wild times all right.
You were really open then, about sex, about everything.
I was sure you’d be OK with this. The girls know never
to talk about it. You have nothing to worry about.
Remember Sam, Jack? They visited us separately, one last
summer, and one early spring this year.

“The girls and Daisy had a great time with them. I’m
sure you will too. The girls will be so disappointed if
you don’t want to play with them, have sex with them.
You know you’re about my age now, 55. There’s nothing
like a sweet preteen girl to get your juices flowing
again, man. Believe me. What do you say?”

Eric was shocked, though he shouldn’t have been. The
little girls were sure sexy, and so was Daisy. Jeez! He
thought, four sweet young cunts to play with for the
four days he planned to spend with them. Jail bait, of
course with the little girls.

“You want me to play with you? You want to play with me,
an old man?” Eric asked the girls, glancing down at his
six foot frame and nearly 190 pounds of softening flesh.

“Of course!” Spring answered as she lifted one leg and
placed her foot on the bed so her little skirt fell down
and exposed her hairless preteen cunt. “Daddy gets tired
sometimes. He’s old too. Not too old, of course, just
the right age. It’d be fun to play with you, and you
with us, lick us, and everything. We play with each
other too, and with mom, of course.”

Spring liked how Eric looked. He was bigger than her
dad, and didn’t have as much hair, but he had soft brown
eyes, loving eyes, and he looked at her with want in his
eyes, strong want, with lust. She knew that look. It
always excited her. She loved to feel excited, to be
wanted, her sex wanted.

“Me too!” Both of the other girls said.

Eric felt himself get excited as he looked at Spring’s
delicious preteen cunt, so smooth and hairless, then
into her warm inviting eyes. He kept looking into her
eyes and getting more and more aroused. Eric knew he
shouldn’t, but sex had been pretty much non-existent in
his marriage for some time, and not much fun when he did
have sex with his wife. This sure would be an adventure.

“OK, Joel, OK girls. Ah… what now?”

Juel answered, “Daisy is fixing the ice tea for you.
Let’s go down in the living room and visit. Just look at
sex with any of the girls as natural. If you feel like
it, do it, whenever you want, if not, don’t. No rules at
all, except the girls and Daisy have to be willing.
Believe me, that won’t be a problem. And you too have to
be willing. OK?” Joel chuckled. A man offered cute, more
than willing, preteen snatch, and not willing, he
thought. Not likely.

“OK.”

They all went back downstairs, and Eric sat on one side
of the large soft leather L shaped couch in the central
family room, while Joel sat in his favorite overstuffed
easy chair, kitty corner opposite him. Spring, the nine
year old in the short black skirt sat on one side of
Eric, and Flower the ten year old in the short
translucent summer dress on the other side. Summer, the
red headed eight year old went over to her dad and
climbed into his lap, leaning her back against her dad’s
chest, facing towards Eric.

“Daddy, will you rub me?” Summer asked.

“Sure, Honey” Joel replied easily as Summer pulled the T
shirt up and spread her legs.

He rested both hands on her thighs, one hand near her
little preteen cunt. The little girl spread her legs
wide, giving Eric a great view of her hairless preteen
spread pussy. Lick, lick, lick! He thought. Joel, with
his middle finger started stroking her small slit up and
down, up and down, with a comfort and ease based on long
experience with her, pausing every now and then to rub
the button of her little clit. Summer looked at Eric, in
his eyes.

“That feels nice, daddy.”

“I know, Sweetheart, I know.” Joel said softly.

“So, Eric, still with ma bell, ATT?”

“Yeah. Got too much invested to quit now. Maybe I’ll
retire in a couple of years and come up here. It’s God’s
country here. Clean air, wilderness, mountains.”

“It’s great all right. Great place to raise kids too.”

Spring suddenly lay down in Eric’s lap, her head on his
thighs, and her legs stretched out to his side, spread
apart.

“Will you rub me, Eric? It’s sexy watching dad rub
Summer.”

Oh, Jeez! Here we go. A preteen. This is so illegal, so
illegal. Eric thought as he rested his hand on Spring’s
bare stomach. He looked into her beautiful deep blue
eyes, as she looked steadily into his, and at her soft
lips, then her little soft nipples, and long shapely
legs. She was so sexy!

“If you want.” He said quietly still looking in her
eyes.

“I want, yes, I want.” Spring softly replied.

With one hand Eric caressed Spring’s bare stomach, her
pink little exposed nipples, her thighs, and legs, and
raised her little skirt a bit to get to her cunt. Spring
held it up so he could easily touch her. He followed
Joel’s moves, tracing her little slit up and down, up
and down. Spring had just a little of her inner pussy
lips protruding from her cunt, and her small clit hood
also barely protruded too. He caressed it too, her clit,
then with the fingers of one hand spread her pussy lips
wide and gradually worked his middle finger in her just
a little. She wasn’t too moist yet.

Eric guessed she’d get wet, but he didn’t really know.
He went back to rubbing her clit in little circles,
gently, softly. She was so soft and smooth, and her slit
and cunt so small, just a little girl, but it was so
exciting to be touching her sexually and having her
sexually respond to him. He was more than beginning to
see the sexual attraction of little girls.

“Umm…oh… that feels so good, so good.” Spring
purred.

Her older sister, ten year old Flower, leaned over and
kissed Spring on the lips, licking her lips, then more
passionately, with her tongue in her mouth. Spring
returned the kiss passionately.

“She loves to kiss, Eric, Spring loves to kiss.” Flower
said.

This had to be one of the most erotic moments of his
life, masturbating the little nine year old girl, the
sexy nine year old girl, while her ten year old sister
french kissed her.

Just then Daisy came out with a pitcher of iced tea, and
one of lemonade.

“Eric, I’m so glad you’re enjoying Spring. She’s such a
sexy little girl, as all our girls are, right, Honey?”

“They get it from you, Daisy, from you.” Joel laughed.

Daisy served the adults iced tea and the kids a glass of
lemonade, then sat in another easy chair facing
everyone. She started rubbing herself on the top of her
cunt through her tight short shorts.

“Umm…it’s so sexy watching you men pleasure the little
girls.” Daisy murmured.

“You like to kiss, Eric?” Flower asked.

“Love to!”

Flower got up from her sitting position and knelt next
to Eric, facing his side. Eric leaned his head back and
turned it towards Flower. He loved the translucent dress
she wore, and seeing her nude body through the dress. It
was like discovering just how erotic, sexy prepubescent
girls were.

She began kissing Eric with soft little kisses all over
his mouth and face. They were like soft flower petals
dropping on his face and mouth to Eric. She sure was
named right, he thought. She was a flower. Then she
licked his lips with her small tongue and tentatively
put it into his mouth, touching Eric’s tongue. Eric
kissed her in return, licking the ten year old’s lips,
touching her tongue with his, then exploring her small
mouth with his tongue. Soon they were french kissing
deeply.

“Umm…ahhh…umm…so nice. Touch me too.” Flower
purred.

Eric loved her short almost see through light blue
dress. Her legs were so pretty and tanned, long smooth,
shapely. Even kneeling he saw most of her bare thighs.
With his free hand he stroked the back of her legs, and
on up to her small tight butt. She wasn’t wearing
panties. He rubbed her butt over and over, feeling each
butt cheek was but a handful for him. He felt and sensed
how small and light she was, a child, but a very erotic
child, wanting sex from him.

Eric felt between her legs high up on her inner thighs
and caressed the super smooth skin of her preteen youth.
It was so luscious! From behind, he curled his middle
finger up and gradually worked it partially in her
little girl cleft feeling its wetness which gave him a
thrill. The little girl was hot for him, for him! Flower
took Eric’s finger and worked it deeply in her then
crunched down on it finger fucking herself.

Spring readjusted herself, turning on her side facing
the back of the couch, putting the foot of her outer leg
on the couch and leaving her inner leg flat. That way
her preteen cunt was more accessible to Eric’s hand, and
she could also find his hard dick through his pants and
masturbate him too.

“Is this nice?” Spring asked as she held the material of
Eric’s pants tight against his good size dick, and
holding all her fingers and thumb in an egg shape she
moved them up and down slowly and teasingly over the
ridge of his dick.

“More than nice, Spring, more than nice!” Eric almost
moaned. The pleasure was exquisite.

He felt Spring getting wet now, and he worked his middle
finger inside her girlcleft, deep inside. It slid in
easily. He finger fucked her, then with his now wet
finger rubbed her small nub of a clit. He could tell she
was getting more and more excited. He went back inside
of her with his middle finger, curling it up, trying to
find her G spot, her little girl, nine year old preteen
G spot.

“Should be about there. Feel good.” He asked.
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“Yes! There! Right there. Ohhh….yeah!” Spring
exclaimed at the sudden burst of extra pleasure. “Yeah!
I love having my G spot massaged, rubbed. I can cum that
way too. Do you like to give little girls cums, Eric?”

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