Third Time Films, Page 4

By Leslie Schmidt

“So, where’re here with Mat and his daughter Ming. How ya doing Mat?” Joe started.

“I’m pretty good.”

“Say ‘hi’ Ming.”

“Hi,” the nine year old said.

Mat was sitting on the bed, naked. Ming, however, had gotten dressed again in the jeans and sweater she’d come to the studio in. Sally had combed out her hair; it wasn’t the mess it had been after she finished with Sara. She was standing with her back to her father, facing the camera.

“Now, Mat,” Joe continued, “I understand you’ve had a special relationship with your daughter for quiet a few years, right?”

“Well, yeah, you can say that—at least, Ming’s been both my daughter and my girlfriend for quite a while.”

“What do you mean?”

“I think you understand,” Mat started…

“We have sex together,” Ming said, finishing her father’s sentence.

“Really!” Joe said. “What sort of sex?”

“Well,” Ming looked down, embarrassed, “we kiss and hug a lot and, well, he licks me, then, sometimes, I suck on him.”

“That sounds great,” Joe said. “Does he cum when you suck on him?”

Ming looked back at her daddy and smiled. “Some times…”

“She really doesn’t like for me to cum in her mouth but, sometimes she’s OK with it,” Mat said.

“If I feel like it,” Ming said.

“If he doesn’t cum in your mouth, where does he cum?” Joe asked.

“Oh, on my tummy or chest,” Ming answered.

“I really like to hold against her pussy and shoot up in her vagina,” Mat said.

“Yeah, that too,” Ming finished.

“But you’ve never really fucked?” Joe asked.

“No,” Mat replied. “I’ve never popped her cherry.”

“So, when was the first time you ever did anything with her?” Joe asked.

“Oh, God,” Mat replied, “she must have been five or seven months old.”

“What happened?”

“I had her in the bath tub and, well, she was so cute that I ended up having to rinse more than soap off her.”

“When was the first time you came in her mouth?”

“That was a couple of days later…baby’s suck on anything you put in their mouth.”

“And you came in her mouth?”

“Yeah,” Mat continued, “she swallowed but made a bad face. A few times later she started spitting it out. Actually, she was cute as hell with cum running down her chin and dripping onto her chest and belly.”

“But you kept cumming on her pussy, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, when she was around two she stopped sucking on my dick completely,” Mat answered.

“But I’ll do it now,” Ming said.

“A couple of years ago she started again,” Mat added.

“Why do you do it now?” Joe asked.

Ming looked back at her dad and smiled. “Because he makes me feel so great—it’s only fair.”

“So you really like it when he goes down on you?”

“Oh yeah!” Ming answered.

“But you’ve never fucked—really.”

Ming looked uncomfortable. “I’m kind of scared. I think it’ll hurt.”

“Well, honestly hon,” Joe said, “the first time it probably will, some. And you’ll also bleed a little, but after that, it won’t hurt and you’ll really like it.”

“I knoooww,” Ming whined, “still…I’m scared.”

“You still want to do it though…right?”

“Ye..ah,” Ming said slowly, “I guess so…”

“And I’m going to make a movie of it too, right?” Joe said. “Just like I did with your friend, Sara.”

“Yeah, Sara said it only hurt a little and now she loves doing it.”

“OK,” Joe said. “Your daddy has promised to go real slow and easy.”

“Uh huh,” Ming said as her father reached out and brushed her hair. Then she turned around and hugged her dad. “Its OK daddy—I want to do it with you.”

“Mat, why don’t we start with you undressing Ming. Honey, turn around and face the camera.”

Ming stood back up and turned, looking at the camera while Mat moved to sit on the edge of the bed with Ming between his knees. Mat had dark hair and was clean shaven. He probably stood around 5’9” and couldn’t be more than 170 pounds. During the conversation, Mat’s cock had started to swell. Like most oriental men, he wasn’t hugely hung, but he wasn’t too small either. Also, typically, he didn’t have much body hair, just a thick dark patch around his cock.

He pulled up on the shirt tail of Ming’s blue sweater. “Raise your arms, honey,” he said.

Ming put her hands over her head, arms straight, and Mat pulled the sweater up. He gathered it so that it was bunched up around her neck, uncovering her torso. Ming was wearing a lacy training bra. He slipped the sweater over the child’s head and she pulled it down her arms and free of her hair.

Ming looked back at the camera, a calm look on her face. She put her hands on her dad’s knees. Mat reached up behind her and the bra loosened. Ming looked down, then, with a small smile, she let the bra slip off her shoulders and down to her elbows. She pulled it free from one hand, then the other. Joe zoomed in on her mosquito bite nipples that were almost invisible against her white skin.

“You’re such a pretty little thing,” Joe said. “I’m really envious that your daddy gets to keep you all to himself.”

Ming smiled with embarrassment, not knowing how to respond.

“Yup, she’s all mine,” Mat said, looking up at his daughter with admiration. “She’s the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Ming looked back at her dad, then turned back to the camera. Mat reached around her and started trying to unbutton the fly on her jeans but then said something too quietly to be picked up. Ming reached down and undid the button, then pulled down her zipper.

In the opening, her belly was uncovered and only the very edge of blue panties. Mat pulled the jeans down her straight hips, they only moved the panties slightly, then worked them past her knees. Now Ming had to help and she bent over, then leaned to the side to work them free of her feet.

For an instant, Mat’s hard cock could be seen—maybe five inches long and thin and with a pointed stirrup head.

Now the third grader had on nothing but a very brief pair of blue cotton panties. She was almost painfully thin—her ribs and hip bones clearly visible, skinny legs with a gap between them. Light shoulders and thin arms that bulged slightly at her elbows (as did her knees).

Now Mat took the sides of her panties and pulled them slowly down. They came free easily, uncovering her hairless crotch and almost falling to her knees. Ming bent over to finish taking them off.

When she had worked the panties free, she stood back up, facing the camera. Joe slowly panned down, then zoomed in on the girl’s tiny slit. It was almost lost between her legs, not extending at all up her front at all. There was no rise to her sex.

“Boy, you weren’t kidding when you said she has a little pussy,” Joe said.

“That means she’ll be real tight,” Mat replied. He pulled the girl back onto the bed and she immediately arched her back, pulling slightly away from him. Her face broke into a huge grin.

“Daddy, you’re already hard!” she giggled as she reached behind herself with one hand.

Mat pulled her back against him, pinning her arm and his cock between them. She giggled and squirmed, positioning his cock against her back, then pulled her arm out from behind.

Mat slipped his hand under Ming’s right thigh and pulled it up and out, dragging her foot over his thigh, then he let the leg fall outside his own. When he moved his hand down between the child’s legs she lifted her other leg and pushed her knee out, making herself available to his hand.

Mat moved the pad of his finger in a circle against the girl’s tiny clit. Ming leaned back against her father, then reached over her head with one hand and pulled his head forward. At the same time she turned her head and the two kissed, their tongues visible in the awkward kiss. He pushed at the opening to her vagina and the very tip of his finger worked between the tight lips. As they kissed, Ming started to hump against his hand.

After a minute or so of kissing and fingering, Mat said, “Get on the bed, I want to go down on you.”

Ming rolled off her father and crawled up the bed as Mat stood up, his dick sticking out, and turned around. Ming flopped down, her head on the pillows, legs spread, and mimicking what she’d seen Sara do half an hour earlier, she crooked her finger saying ‘come here.’

"Just a minute," Joe said. "Let me get a shot of her cherry."

Mat shifted to the side as Joe zoomed in on Ming's tiny slash. The light on his camera lit up the scene of her open vagina, partially closed by a pinkish-translucient membrane across the bottom.

After a second or two, Joe stood back.

Mat crawled up between his daughter’s legs, his ass in the air, then lay down. Joe moved around the bed as Mat started to lick his eight year olds little pussy. He pushed at her slit with the tip of his tongue, then moved it up and down the tiny crevice. Ming craned her neck to watch, then looked up at the camera and smiled, then looked back down.

Obviously she was very used to having her daddy lick her as she started to hump up into his face with his licks. Mat ran his hands under her ass, cupping her and lifting her slightly. Ming pulled her legs up, bending her knees and spreading wide. Her clit was a sharp point at the top of the small opening of her vagina.

Soon the girl was rocking her hips uncontrollably to her father’s licking. She grunted and shuddered when she came, holding her legs in the air and shaking. She seemed to relax but in just a few seconds she was overcome again, pushing her head back against the pillow with her eyes closed.

The little girl seemed to cum four of five times before she pushed at her father’s head.

“That’s enough…” she moaned.

Mat looked up at her with a grin. Then, without saying anything he got up on his knees and shuffled forward. He got over her thighs, then moved again until his balls were on his daughter’s solar plexus and his dick on her lips. Ming smiled, then took him in her mouth.

Mat put his hands on the headboard as he pushed his cock into his daughter’s mouth. Ming, obviously knowing what she was doing, put her elbows on his thighs and wrapped both her hands around his shaft and directed him as he humped into her face.

Joe filmed the little girl giving her daddy a blow job while Charlie went around to the foot of the bed and got a shot of her little, still virgin, pussy and legs sticking out from under her father’s ass.

The blow job went on for around three minutes. Mat felt the bed move and looked over his shoulder to see Sally putting a warmed tube of KY next to his leg. She smiled at him, raising an eyebrow. Mat looked over at Joe who nodded.

He looked down at his little girl, her mouth full of his cock. For the past minute or so he had been building quick—it was such a kick to watch her as he filled her mouth with cum—but this time he pulled back.

Ming’s eyes got big when he started shuffling back off her. After he was astride her knees, he lifted her legs, working her knees and feet out without getting his nuts kicked. Then he lay her legs out to the side. She was now laying out, open to him. She had her arms over her head, her sweaty torso was stretched full length, her legs were apart, opening her slit, uncovering the small ridge and bee-bee size clit, then pulling her vagina open and stretching the translucent pink membrane of her hymen.

He moved back some more, then leaned down and licked her slit. As he did this, he lifted her ass into the air. He made sure to leave a generous amount of spit on the girl’s sex. When he straightened back up he shuffled forward, then put her butt on his thighs.

His thin, pointed dick was sticking up at a forty-five degree angle, a drop of pre-cum glistened on the head. Mat ran his finger in a widening circle on the head, spreading the goo, then he picked up the tube of KY and spread some of that on his dick too.

Ming watched with large, fearful eyes as he then squirted a dab on her slit, then ran his finger along it. He even pushed his fingertip inside her, forcing some of the lubricant into his daughter’s cunt. Then he leaned forward and, with his right hand, guided his cock to her.

Joe and Charlie had planned how they’d film. Joe was on one side of the bed, focusing on Ming’s cunt while Charlie stood back some and zoomed in on the girl’s face. As Mat gently pushed his cock against the nine year old's sex, Charlie watched as her eyes, large and fearful, looked up away from her father, and then she shut them and pursed her lips.

Mat desperately wanted to just shove his dick in to the child, ramming deep and tearing open her sex, then slamming inside her. The pressure of his cum was going critical behind his balls, he knew that if he didn’t concentrate he’d just blow his jiz at the entrance, like he had hundreds of times before. Instead he carefully rocked his hips and, with each movement, a little more of his dick head moved inside the girl. Her vagina opened and closed on the tip of his cock, the excess KY was pushed back, leaving a ring that, each time, was moved a little farther back on the head. When half of his cock head was inside the girl, with a whimper she tried to push away but Mat held her, his thumbs pressing into her hip bones.

The child bit her lips, squeezing her eyes closed. With his next small push, Ming whimpered again and jumped with the pain. A tear ran down the side of her face, across her temple, and a line of red appeared around Mat’s dick head.

The pulse roared in Mat’s ears when he felt the sudden release in pressure. He pulled back and saw his dick was stained with his daughter’s blood. He pushed again and was amazed as almost half his cock slid into the girl.

Ming’s eyes were now open and more tears ran down her face and into her hair as she stared at the ceiling. She blinked some away, then ran the back of her hand across her face and sniffled. As Mat started moving back and forth she was rocked up and down on the pillows. She looked down at her father, his eyes were locked on hers. The child smiled up at her dad. The stinging was still too much for her to feel any pleasure but she could see the force building in her father’s face. He pushed harder and she squinted her eyes closed again with pain but gave herself up to it. Mat was now pistoning in and out of the girls ruined cunt, his dick red with her blood—some was being smeared on her pussy and the insides of her thighs, more was on the top of his thighs.

Very soon he couldn’t hold it any longer and with a rattle in his breath he arched his back. Pushing in as far as he could go, his dick twitched and pulsed as he pumped sperm into his daughter’s womb. Pink tinged goo squeezed out of her cunt and ran down her ass crack as he shivered.

After a few seconds, Mat relaxed, sank back, and looked down at his destroyed little girl. Her face was puffy, her nose red, as tears flowed out of her eyes. She was breathing hard, gasping and sniffling. Her cunt and his dick were covered with goo and blood—KY, cum, and their own mucus made her sex a smearing, reddened mess.

“Pull out slowly,” Joe whispered.

Mat pulled his hips back and his cock moved out of the girl. Her bruised and bloodied slit stayed open and a stream of sperm ran out of it and down into her ass crack. More dripped off the end of Mat’s blood stained cock.

Now Mat leaned forward and gathered his little girl up, pulling her up, seated across his thighs and he held her face to his chest. Charlie quickly moved around the bed and, using the LCD viewfinder, was able to position the camera so that it looked up at Ming’s bloodied ass. Another big dollop of cum dropped out of her vagina onto the top of her father’s thigh.

A new set of sniffles and tears escaped the girl as she cried into her daddy’s chest. He kissed the top of her head. Ming pulled back and looked up at her daddy. She sniffled again but also smiled.

“I love you, Daddy,” she said.

“I love you too, Babe,” he replied. Then he kissed her lips and again held her face to his chest.

****

Ming was back in the bath tub, soaking while Mat sat with her, feeling rather uncomfortable.

Charlie and Sara were both dressed, Joe and Sally were busy downloading files from the cameras into Joe’s editing system in his office. Joan really didn’t have much to do, so she stripped the blood-stained sheets off the bed. In one of the closets was a washer, so she put the linens in and started it—cold water. When she turned around she saw Charlie and her daughter slipping out the door. She went around and started picking up empties.

The studio cleaned up, she went looking for Sara and found her in the office, reviewing the raw footage with the others. She was sitting on Charlie’s lap; he had his hand in her lap but stopped any movement when Joan opened the door.

On the computer, Ming was sucking her father’s dick.

“Honey, it’s time we go,” Joan said to Sara after walking up next to her and brushing her hair back around her ear. She saw a look of disappointment pass across both Sara’s and Sally’s faces.

The door opened behind her and a strange woman, leading a dark little girl who looked not a day over five, came in.

“Joey!” the little one said and she ran over and hugged Joe.

“¿Cómo estás mi amor?”

“OK,” the little girl said.

“Joan,” Joe started. “This is my housekeeper, Gabrella, and this,” (he tustled the little girl’s hair), “is Esparanza.”

Gabrella held out her hand. “Hello,” she said in a thick Mexican accent.

“Gabrella usually cleans up after we film,” Joe said.

“Oh,” Joan said with suprize, “I already did a lot of it.”

“Gracias,” Gabrella said. “I go look.” Then to Joe (now holding Esparanza on his lap) “She been wanting to see you all night.” Then she turned and went out the door.

The conversation started again, now in Spanish, between Joe, Charlie and Esparanza. Sara slid off of Charlie’s lap and went to her mother.

“Mommy?” she looked up plantively. “Charlie wants me to go to his house.”

Joan was shocked—her eight year old was asking to spend the night with a thirty something man. For a moment she was totally speechless.

“It’s alright,” Sally said. “I live only a couple of minutes away from Charlie.”

An hour later, just as Joan let herself go with the feeling of Sally’s tongue, she wondered if her little girl was feeling the same thing.

END

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