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By Leslie Schmidt
With the shoot over, the girls returned to the pool where they drank cokes and the adults sat around on the patio. Charlie sat down in a chair, then stretched his legs out in front of him. His cock had softened but was still full.
"Spring's here, maybe I can start working on another tan," he said.
Both Joan and Sally looked at him with appreciation. He may be a small man, but he was very good looking.
"That sounds like a great idea," Sally said and she pulled her top off, then pulled her bra down. She turned it around and undid the clasp. Next she stood up and undid her jeans, then, after stepping out of her shoes, pushed them down.
As she stood, folding her clothes and neatly placing them on a side table, Joan watched. "You're showing the guys what I love about you," she said.
Sally looked back at Joan and smiled, then looked at the two guys, then back. "Can we tell them?"
Joan shrugged. "I don't see why not."
"Joan and I are engaged," Sally said. "We'd like to get married here, but if we have to wait much longer, we'll fly to the east coast in a couple of months."
"Congratulations!" Joe said. "You better invite me to the wedding."
"Of course," Joan said, wondering how she'd explain him to her friends from work.
Sally walked over and kissed Joan, then they held hands for a moment, looking at each other.
"Oh, alright," Joan said. Then she stood up and removed her clothes.
"Looks like I'm the odd man out," Joe said. "Another round?"
When he came back out onto the patio with the drinks, he was naked also.
"Girls," he called, "I brought you some Cokes."
"Did you put any rum in mine?" Sarah asked.
"Sorry, but you can."
Sarah came dancing across the concrete, dripping. "I need to go potty anyway," she said.
She grabbed the can and went inside.
Ming climbed out of the pool and walked over. Then she sat down on Charlie's knee, holding her folded hands in her lap. Charlie reached out and put a hand on her hip.
"Hey doll, having a good time today?"
"Yeah," she responded, smiling down at him.
"In a while, after I've recovered some more, we're going to go upstairs and make another movie, OK?"
Ming looked at Joan and Sally with a slightly embarrassed smile. "OK."
Sarah came out of the kitchen carrying two cokes. She handing one to Ming. "I made two," she said. Then she took a sip of hers and pulled it away.
"Woo!" she said, shaking her head.
"Let me see that," Joan said.
She took a sip. "Damn child, want some coke with your rum?" She handed it back.
Ming took a tentative sip of hers and made a face.
The girls returned to the pool and were joined by Sally and Joe. Joan and Charlie sat and watched the group playing a game of volley ball. The girls were in the shallow end and the adults half way down the pool, in water that was just the right depth to make Sally's boobs float on the surface. Occasionally, when the ball went long, either one of the adults would have to swim for it, or, if it was out of the pool, one of the girls would run after it. These times the girl would usually stop and take a sip of her drink.
"As strong as Sarah made those, neither of those gals are going to be feeling any pain," Joan said to Charlie.
"Well, Sarah can hold her liquor pretty well," Charlie responded.
"How would you know that?" Joan asked.
"Maybe I've said too much." Charlie had a bit of an embarrassed smile.
Joan watched him. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised," she said, "letting her stay over at your apartment."
"Uh huh," Charlie said quietly.
"Just...I don't want to know about it...not the details," Joan said, holding up her hand.
The two sat uncomfortably and watched the game.
"Mom!" Sarah called from the pool, "come and join us."
Joan got up and dove in, joining the girls in the shallow end.
Once, when she chased the ball into the bushes, Joan watched with concern as Ming drained her Coke. Charlie was right, Sarah could hold hers...she'd drunk twice as much as Ming and didn't really show it (except for being a little more giggly). Meanwhile, Ming was slurring her speech and staggered a little when she threw the ball back to the pool.
Twenty minutes later they were all out of the pool, laying in the early spring sun. Joe was playing a game on his phone while Sally and Sarah had spread out towels on the other side of the pool. Ming was sitting, staring into space in front of her, her head nodding slightly.
Charlie came back out onto the patio from inside.
"Joe, about time?" he asked.
Joe looked up and smiled. "You recovered?"
"Anytime for these two."
"You're the man," Joe replied and stood up.
Charlie walked over to Ming and lifted her chin. She squinted in the sun.
"Honey, ready to make another movie?" he asked.
"I gueshhh sho."
Charlie looked over at where Sally and Sarah were almost sleeping, then at Joan. "Wanta help?"
Joan took a deep breath. 'Help film a man raping a drunk little girl-shit, what have I gotten myself into,' she thought. Still, she could at least look out some for the child.
"Yeah, OK," she responded.
Joe picked up the camera he'd used to film Charlie and Ming's first fuck. From a pouch on the strap he took out another disk and swapped it into the camera. "OK," he said and lifted it.
Charlie stood over Ming, his cock level with her face.
"Honey, did you like what we did before?" he asked.
Again Ming looked up and squinted, holding her hand up to shade her face. "Yeah...the..at wush fun."
"I'd be real fun if you sucked my dick," he said.
Ming looked at his half hard cock, then leaned forward and opened her mouth, feeding it in without using her hands. Charlie put his hand on top of her head and directed her back and forth.
"Oh yeah, you really are good at sucking cock," he said.
By now he had come back to full hardness and Ming had brought one of her hands up to hold his dork while she sucked.
"Honey?" he said, "I want to take you upstairs and fuck you in a real bed."
Ming pulled back, then looked up. "OK."
In one move, Charlie leaned down and picked up the little girl into his arms. He turned her around, facing him with her legs hooked over each of his hips. His cock stuck out below her ass. Ming put her arms around his neck and giggled, then leaned forward and they kissed. Joe filmed them as Charlie carried the forth grader, his cock leading the way, into the house and then up the stairs.
When they got to the room, Charlie sort of threw and dropped the child on the bed where she bounced. She ended up sitting, her arms behind her, holding her up, her knees also up with her legs spread.
"Grab the still camera," Joe said to Joan without looking up from the view finder.
Joan started shooting stills as Charlie climbed onto the bed, straddling the little girl, and presented his cock to her. Joan was surprised that he hadn't softened any, his dick was still fully ridged. He pushed it at the nine year old's face and she dutifully took it back in her mouth.
Charlie was now completely dominant over the girl, shoving his cock into her mouth and slowly pushing her back until she was flat on the bed with him on his knees and hands, in a modified "Leaning Rest" position and pushing his dick down into her face. He shoved down all the way into her throat, so far that her head was pushed down in the mattress and she couldn't breathe.
He bounced up and down several times and the springs started moving up and down with them, like a trampoline. He was now pushing in at the wrong angle for her to deep throat him, and he began to hurt her with his thrusts. Ming reached up and pushed on his hips, trying to escape.
Charlie immediately lifted off the child, getting back up on his knees.
"You want me to fuck you in the pussy now?" he asked.
Ming looked up, her face was somewhat blank, obviously very drunk.
"Yeah," she drawled, "fuck my pusshey."
Charlie walked back on his knees, then lifted each over the girls thighs, spreading them.
Looking down, Ming's tiny slit had pulled open, showing her pointed red clit and, below, the pinkish-red of her vaginal walls.
Joan had the view finder of the camera to her face, so she didn't know were the tube of KY came from, but next she saw Charlie's finger, holding a glob of the clear jell, appear and push inside the child. Then, getting more, he spread it around the opening.
Ming lay, her eyes unfocused, her head turned, staring to the side. She seemed to be almost unaware of what was going on until she felt Charlie's finger pushing inside her. Then she looked up at him and smiled.
"Are you going to fu-fuck me now?" she asked.
"Oh yeah child, I'm going to fuck you, then I'm going to cum in your mouth," he replied, his voice a little strained.
He reached over her and dragged two pillows down from the head of the bed. Slipping one hand under her ass, he lifted her hips, then worked the pillows under her, so now her pussy was pushed up in the air, her legs naturally falling open, her goopy slot also opened.
He ran his dick head up and down her pussy, then pushed in, shoving half his cock inside the preteen fourth grader.
"Oh!" she yelped at the sudden impalement.
Charlie just started a vigorous fucking, not pausing but immediately starting to push in and out of the child, rocking her body up and down.
Again, Ming seemed to lose interest and her face went blank. She lay there, staring at the ceiling, as Charlie reamed her preteen cunt. Joe panned up and down the girl as Joan occasionally took stills. In the back of her mind, she knew she what she was watching was pure rape-the child was unconscious of what was going on. Still, there was nothing she could, or wanted to do to stop. They were all there to make this film, everyone knew this was going to happen and had agreed. The child wasn't being hurt, but she was just an object, a prop to collect Charlie's sperm.
No one had noticed that Sarah was watching from the door way.
Joan lowered the camera and watched as Charlie worked himself up (certainly the girl wasn't getting turned on). He was taking a long time, there was sweat running down his back and sides. Joan went around and took a couple of stills from behind, picturing his balls as they swung while his cock went in and out of the girl. There were rivulets of sweat on the insides of his thighs too.
Joan went around the other side of the bed, opposite Joe, taking more pictures. In the final cut, her legs, and even a couple of shots of her pussy, flashed on the screen above the girl.
"I'm ready," Charlie said, then he lifted up, pulling out of Ming's cunt.
He pulled the pillows out from under her so fast she seemed to fall. Then he quickly walked forward on his knees, his cock swinging back and forth over her. A drop of pre- cum, or maybe KY and pussy juice, flew off and landed on the sheets.
Ming came awake and looked around.
"Wh...ah...Oh," she said, seeing Charlie's cock swinging above her face.
"Here child," he said as he reached down and lifted her head, "suck my dick."
With her eyes still a little glazed, Charlie pushed his cock into Ming's mouth. She looked down and closed her mouth around his head, then looked up as he pushed deeper.
Charlie started rocking his hips while he reached down and cradled the nine year olds head, pushing his dick through her lips and against the roof of her mouth. He moved back a little, so he could lift her face higher, and by pushing his legs further apart, he could get deeper.
Now his balls were sweeping up and down her sternum on her flat chest. Her legs were still apart and her pussy open and glistening with KY, precum, an vagina juice. Charlie was really getting in to it, breathing with each thrust as he built, getting himself off in the girl's face.
Ming's expression, again, faded. Her eyes again became unfocused as her head rocked. Her mouth relaxed and fell open, she no longer kept her lips closed around Charlie's cock.
"Oh fuck," Charlie moaned, "here it...."
Ming's mouth was hanging open and Joe filmed as Charlie's white goo flowed over her tongue and teeth. As Charlie grunted and pushed, a stream of cum ran out the side of her mouth and down her chin to drip onto her collar bone. From the other side, Joan took several stills of the same thing, also capturing Joe's hand and the camera in the frames.
Ming sort of gurgled and tried to turn her head as Charlie finished emptying his balls, holding her still and pushing against the roof of her mouth. He leaned forward, lowering her head back onto the mattress, and pushed down. As he pushed his dick deep into her mouth, more cum overflowed and ran over her cheeks. He held her like that for a few seconds, mouth absolutely full of cum and dick, then pulled back. He climbed off her, like he was getting off a horse.
Joan stepped back, out of his way while Ming, coughing slightly, rolled onto her side, away from him. Charlie filmed her face as cum ran out of her mouth onto the sheet. Charlie stayed on the bed, on his knees and turned around, now behind her with his cock over her head. He milked the last couple of drops of semen out of his cock and let them drip on her cheek. He wiped his dick on her face, just ahead of her ear, then stood up.
"What an awesome fuck," he said.
"Totally wasted the little slut," Charlie replied. "Face full of cum..."
Joan just put the camera down and walked out of the room. The two men looked at each other and laughed. Then Charlie pulled a blanket over the cum covered preteen.
"We'll let her sleep it off," he said. They left her with her face covered with and laying in a pool of semen. Later, she'd come stumbling into a room where Sarah was getting fucked with dried white flakes on her cheeks, around her mouth, and in her hair.
* * *
Charlie came out from the kitchen.
"Joe, got any more Heinies somewhere?"
"No, I must be out," Joe said.
"I'll come with you on a beer run," Sally said. "I'd like to pick up some sun screen."
They went inside, leaving Joe and Joan sitting in chase lounges.
After about ten minutes, Sarah, who had been soaking in the hot tub, climbed out and stood, dripping, in front of Joe. Her shadow fell across him.
"What do you need dear?" he asked.
She looked nervously at her mother, then back. She wasn't sure what to say, but it was obvious what she wanted.
Joe looked a Joan with a small smile, then back at Sarah. "How'd you like to make a movie with me?" he asked.
Again Sarah looked at her mom.
"I guess so, at least you're not passed out like Ming is," Joan said, knowing there was no way she was going to keep her daughter from fucking Joe Anderson-she might as well be paid.
"Will you do the shooting?" Joe asked.
Joan hadn't thought of that. So now, not only was she letting her nine year old daughter make fuck films but she'd be doing the filming too. This wasn't as bad as taking the stills as Charlie had raped Ming.
"I suppose so," she said, forcing back a stab of guilt.