Chapter One: The Audition

"Oh, daddy," she cooed, "that feels so good. Do it harder."

"Yes, angel, ah..." her father said softly.

"Oh, oh... daddy," she cried. "Ah!

"OK, honey, I'm about to cum, too. Hang on."

"Aee..." screamed the young girl as she as the waves of an orgasm began to grow. "Ow..." and she growled, "graha..."

The man plunged his penis into his daughter with one mighty push, pinning her to the bed.

The picture on the television faded to black, and then opened up with, "This is the Mature Teen and Preteen Network followed by the logo, MTPN."

Al had a huge hard-on after watching that scene. His 9 inch cock must have been 12 inches.

Then, an advertisement came on, inviting males between the ages of 18 to 60 to try-out for parts on a locally produced television series. The ad said that they should be fit and be conversant in English and not use recreational drug. "Call the number on the screen within the next 5 minutes and you will be guaranteed a slot on an upcoming show."

Al almost broke a hip getting to the telephone.

Shaky and nervous, he reached for the receiver, only to let it slip out of his hand. He furiously grabbed for the dangling device, but it eluded him. Frustrated, he aimed his opened hand at the swinging part of the phone and grabbed it, squeezing it tightly, as if it were a wiggling fish trying to escape. All the while, he kept repeating the phone number he saw on the screen, to himself, which he now dialed.

"MTPN, channel 69" The voice on the other end of the line, said softly.

"Is this the TV station that is asking for actors?"

"Yes," said the voice on the other end of the line. "Would you like to audition?"

"Yes," Al replied.

"Are you a pedophile?"

"Yes," Al replied.

"And what is your age?"

"28 and single." He volunteered.

"Very good..." The lady went on to say. "Be at the studio at 8 am tomorrow and bring a tape if you have one, if not we'll give you an audition."

He couldn't sleep that night. The idea of having a real live pubescent angel between his legs, waiting and wanting to be skewered on his joy stick was too much to comprehend. Whether it be for arts sake or raging hormones, didn't matter. The fact that she was there was enough justification. He thought, tossed, flipped and turned all over the bed until he finally fell asleep, exhausted.

The television was blaring at the foot of his bed. He had slept through that, but his trusty alarm clock, on the nightstand, next to the bed, jangled him to reality. He got up, went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and took a shower, then put on his best pants and shirt, with his dress shoes and drove to the studio. He was early, so he found a restaurant and ordered a cup of coffee and wheat toast with butter and jelly, which added to his adrenaline level and drove back to the studio.

The building was a drab, red brick building with few windows and no sign that it was a Television station, except for the address. He opened the door, which opened into a hall that had three doors. Only one had an indication, as to where it went. "Reception." He opened the door and saw a young, pretty girl, with shockingly beautiful Brunette hair, about his age, sitting behind an "L" shaped desk. She greeted him as he approached.

"Welcome to MTPN." She said with a pretty smile. "How may I help you?"

"I'm here to audition." Al stammered.

She smiled as she opened a drawer and took some papers out. "Fill these out and bring them back here." She said, handing him a pen and two sheets of paper on a clipboard.

He took the items and went to one of the chairs in the room, where he could get a glimpse of this beauty as he filled out the forms.

Name, age, occupation... the usual things required when applying for anything. Then, it got to the good part.

"At what age did you first realize you were a pedophile? Do you fantasize about having sex with a minor? Have you ever had sex with a minor? What was the sex of the minor? How old was the minor?" And, the questions ended with the question, "If you were to have sex with a minor, how old would be most satisfying to you?"

By the time he had finished filling out the two sheets, three more men were filling out questionnaires. He took the papers to the receptionist and she told him to take a seat and he would be called, shortly.

"Mr. Al Berts." Another pretty, young lady with blonde hair, this time, called him from a door across the room.

His heart started beating fast as he walked to the door. The lady put out a hand to receive him and guide him into a television studio with cameras and microphones and sets, made up like a bedroom, living room, kitchen and so on. When he saw that, that's when his heart really started beating fast. But, when he didn't see any girls and he became puzzled. He stood there in the semi darkness. Technicians were walking back and forth, stooping down, probably making adjustments to the equipment.

"Oh, Mr. Berts," a voice called from over in the corner. "If you would come over here, we could get started."

He walked in the direction of the voice and seated at a table was a young girl of about 8 or 9 and a man standing at her side. She was looking away from him, but he could tell that she was a pretty little thing with long dirty blonde hair. She had a pullover shirt on, but he couldn't tell whether she had on a short skirt or shorts. Nevertheless, her appearance was pleasing to his eyes.

"Hi, Mr. Al Berts. I would like to introduce you to Miss Skye Kidd, one of our very popular regulars here at MTPN and I'm Robert Drake from casting. Won't you have a seat?"

He sat down across from the picture perfect pre-teen. His heart was racing and he was developing a boner like the one he had yesterday, only there was nothing he could do about it.

"Now, Mr. Berts," Robert said, "I see you are nervous. Don't worry, that's normal. I just have a few more questions for you, then we'll get going. This is the first time we're working with you and we want to know specifically, what you like and dislike. It makes it easier to cast you, once we know you."

Al shook his head up and down, meaning that he understood. Robert continued.

"Is Skye appealing to you?"

"Oh, yes."

"Would you like to fuck her?"

"Definitely."

"Would you like her more if she were heavier?"

"Oh, no. She's perfect just the way she is."

"Does her hair color turn you on?"

"Most definitely."

"And, finally, Mr. Berts, what size is your penis. Long, short, fat, skinny?"

"Well, I'd say it was medium long and kind of fat."

"Do you think you could fuck Skye without hurting her?"

"I think so." He said, looking at Skye.

OK. I guess that will be all for now. He continued, "I want the two of you to get acquainted and get comfortable with each other. Be intimate with each other. Don't hold back anything. I'll leave you now and I'll return later. Have a good time."

Al didn't know what to do, but luckily Skye did.

"Do you mind if I come sit on your lap?" She asked.

"No, I don't mind, but let's go sit on that couch over there," Al suggested. "it looks more comfortable than these chairs."

"OK." She replied, brightly. " Yes."

They got up together and she cuddled close to him and walked over to the couch and she climbed up on Al's lap, straddling his boner.

"My, you work fast." She said with a smile.

Al didn't want to take any credit for his erection, so he said. "No, it's not me, it's you. You are beautiful and a real turn-on."

"And, you want to fuck me," she said with a coy smile. "Right?"

"Oh, gawd, yes." He said, sheepishly.

She reached down to his crotch and stroked the length of his cock in his pants and asked. "Can I see it?"

"Yes," He answered. "I guess so.

And, with that, she unzipped his fly and released the swollen member from confinement.

"Hmmm," she cooed, "That's nice. I can't wait to try it in."

Al was about to correct her and say. "On", but he understood what she meant and chuckled, instead.

"How long? 8, 9 inches?"

"Was 9 inches the last time I measured it."

And she stroked it up and down several times to get to know it. "It will fit perfectly, I think."

She put her other arm around him, still maintaining a hold on his willie and kissed him full on the mouth. It didn't take him long to respond, kissing her back with a hard enough tongue to lick the paint off a battleship.

She moaned.

He reached down with his left hand and felt her crotch beneath tight white shorts and wasn't surprised to find them soaking wet. He instinctively unzipped them and put his hand inside and got a surprise this time; she wasn't wearing panties. Her hairless pussy was soaking wet and his social finger slipped right up inside. His prick twitched and grew another inch, instantly. Her aroma was pure sex with a hint of "Eternity Moment" perfume by Calvin Klein. They were both breathing hard as their pulses raced and their tongues searched the abysses of their mouths. He moved his finger in a position to circle her clit and twirl his finger around the swollen knob, then change direction. She flinched and squeezed her legs together on the instant and gave a little whimper. Then he started rubbing her clit back and forth and up and down and she was almost to the point of begging him to fuck her, when Robert came back.

He cleared his throat and Skye and Al woke from their reverie, instantly, both sitting erect.

"Well," Robert said, "I see you two have gotten to know each other very well. Do you think you are ready to do a scene?"

Enthusiastically, Skye said, "Yes." and a second later, more feebly than not, Al said. "Yeah, I'll try."

"OK then. Go someplace, to either of your homes and study this script and be back here by eight tomorrow morning." He said, "And, don't be late." And then he added, "And don't spend all night fucking and be too tired to perform tomorrow. OK. Have a good night."

Skye went to get her purse and an overnight bag and suggested that she stay at Al's place and practice there, if it was alright with him and he agreed right away.

They left and drove to Al's house.

On their way home, she told him that she was 8 years old and an orphan, trying to get a place on her own and get an education and that she had been working for the TV station about 6 months.

"I really like the work, plus I get paid for fucking." She volunteered.

He said that he was a 28 year old bachelor and a confirmed pedophile, but not a child molester. He said he loved little prepubescent girls and he couldn't hurt a fly and he said, "I could fall in love with you, very easily." She blushed and grabbed his leg.

"I hope I'll be good enough to get hired. I'd love to get paid for fucking."

They both laughed.

Chapter Two: Practice Makes Perfect

Al showed Skye where everything was; the kitchen, bathroom, bedroom and living room and told her to make herself at home and that he wanted to take a shower before he did anything else. She agreed, asking,

"Can I shower with you?"

"Why, yes," he replied. "That should be fun."

He adjusted the temperature of the shower while she got out of her clothes and they jumped in.

With the water running over their bodies, they embraced and kissed each other. Her hand went down to his joint and his hand went to her snatch and they felt and fondled each other. It was a real turn on for each of them as they both liked the other a lot. After a while, the water started getting cold, so they got out, dried off and headed to the bedroom. She jumped on her back and spread her legs wide and Al jumped on top of her and they kissed.

Both of their organs were soaked with love juices from the activities earlier in the day and they added to it now. He manipulated her clit to the point of her begging him to fuck her and she had massaged his cock to the point of no return and their kissing helped compound the situation to the point that she reached down and guided his cock to her honey pot and he pushed in and pulled out, instinctively.

She moaned and whimpered as it went in little by little. His cock strained to penetrate her tight little pussy, because not only was it nine inches long, it was at least two and a half inches in diameter. It was fat and she tried to force it inside with each thrust.

They had to rest a while, because they were both fatigued with the ordeal, so they fondled each other and tried again. It felt good to Al, having his dick halfway into her tight little cunt, not being able to go further in or come out, so they just lay there and rested.

They started fucking again, hoping more would go inside as time went on, and it did. After a long while he had the whole thing in her tight little cunt, but it was hard to push it in and pull it out because of the fat size, which they both liked, very much.

"Oh..." she moaned. "Oh gawd, it feels so good."

"Mm..." he mumbled, fucking her deeper with each stroke.

They kissed as their tongues probed the depths of each others mouth and kept up a steady rhythm with their fucking; she would match his plunge with every push up making the travel that much farther and it shortened the time of the stroke so that it seemed faster; they were a team after the same goal.

"Oh, gawd," she cried. "I can't stand it!" She exclaimed.

He kept pushing in and pulling out, harder and harder while they sucked each others tongues; he rubbing and feeling her ass as he pushed against her slim little body.

"Oh gawd, please don't stop," she begged. "It feels so good, I want it to go on forever."

And then it happened, her climax was coming down and he was ready.

"Oh... grr..." She growled. "Up..." she lost her breath. "Oh..."

He pinned his prick deep inside of her, slowing the pace of his thrusts, causing her to beg him not to stop.

"Oh, no..." she breathed, "please don't stop. No!"

They were both short of breath as her contractions began.

"Oh! Oh, it fe..." and she lost her breath and couldn't finish what she started to say, the feeling was so strong. The spasms started with a very powerful contraction; her pussy bit Al's cock as if to bite it off at the base, released and bit again.

Al thrilled at her orgasm and started his own climax; exploding hot semen into her pulsing pussy, tightening inside for another shot and exploding another round.

Her pussy contracted against the swelling, pulsating cock inside the tight space of her pussy, sucking out every drop of the molten cum, magnifying reality. It sucked and sucked and tried to drain it dry.

They both shared ecstasy for what seemed like minutes, but it was only seconds of pure pleasure. They were both breathless as the orgasms diminished to twitches and finally ceased completely. They lay on the bed, exhausted and breathless; their eyes closed, with his prick still embedded in her sweet little cunt.

They went to Sam's Dinner for supper and to study after they ate, but they weren't able to get much studying in with the noise in the restaurant, so the went home to study. Al really needed to study, because he had no acting experience and Skye gave him pointers when he was deficient in an area. They studied until 11:30 when they both collapsed in each others arms and went to sleep.

They got up, showered and dressed and had breakfast at the same coffee shop that Al went too yesterday before the audition and made it to the studio by eight sharp. They went right in to Studio B, where they were yesterday and Robert was waiting for them.

"Well, good morning," he greeted them. "I hope you had a good night, because we have a lot of work to do today." "You want us to go to make-up?" Skye asked.

"Yes," he answered. "And show Al where wardrobe is and be back here as soon as you can."

They went to wardrobe and make-up and got back at 8:30 for instructions. The director was Percy Stead and he explained that this was a run through and no cameras would be rolling and for them to stop when I say, "Cut."

They both acknowledged that they understood. Al was nervous, as expected, but Skye was there to give him support.

Percy cleared hit throat.

"OK. Ready. Action!"

Skye was playing Al's 8 year old daughter and she was just coming home from school. Al was in the living room, sitting on the couch, smoking a cigarette.

"Hi sweetheart," Al said. "How was school today?"

"It was OK, I guess." She replied. Throwing her books on the floor, where she always did her homework.

"What do you mean, you guess?"

"I mean, I would rather be home, here with you." And she cuddled up next to him and put her arms around him. He bent over and kissed her on the lips.

"Cut!" Hollered Percy, "you're supposed to put the cigarette out, then kiss her.

"OK, from 'It was OK, I guess...' Action."

"What do you mean, you guess?"

"I mean, I would rather be home, here with you." And she cuddled up next to him and put her arms around him. He put the cigarette out and bent over and kissed her on the lips. She snuggled up close to him and putting her leg over him and squeezed his crotch. She unzipped his fly and extracted his semi hard cock and began stroking it. She was having an effect on her father.

"Sweetheart, we've got to stop this." He said. "What if your mother comes home?"

"She's not coming home this early."

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yes, I'm sure," she told him, "now come on let's fuck."

You could see he wanted to get it on with his little daughter, and he got up and went into the bedroom. She followed and ran passed him to the big bed and threw herself on it. He jumped on the bed next to his daughter and threw his arms around her and kissed her. His dong was still hanging out of his pants and she reached up and undid his belt and slid his pants down. He took over and took the pants off along with his underwear.

They kissed and caressed and fondled each other. He raised her dress and put his hand inside of her silky underwear and slipped it down her legs. She took it off and his finger searched the recesses of her pussy. They were both breathing heavily.

She took his swollen cock in her hand and aimed it toward her waiting cunt; she slid the tip up and down along its wet mons, to help guide it into her Virgina, but like last night, it was too big to go right in. They struggled with the huge cock and her tiny pussy. Percy was eating this up, as it would be good for the movie.

Soon, Percy said, "Cut." And the children stopped trying to get it in.

"It will go in," Skye volunteered. "It will just take a little while.

"Yeah," Al said, "It went in last night, after a while."

"So you were able to fuck last night, then.?" Percy asked. "Maybe if we let you cool off for a little while, Al, then try again."

"That sounds OK." Al, said.

They waited about five minutes and got into position and Percy said, "Action."

They were in the position they were a little while ago and Skye was able to get the head inside of her pussy before Al's dick started to swell. His dick went in, not without trouble, but that was OK, it was good for the movie and Percy was pleased when he said, "Cut."

In the next scene, Al was fucking his daughter for all he was worth and she was moaning with pleasure and caressing and kissing him. They writhed on the big bed, kissing and fondling each other and soon they were at a fever pitch.

She began tossing her hear side to side and screaming. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

"Oh yeah, that's it, bitch." He said, as she pitched wildly on the bed. He pumped his prick in and out of her smoking cunt and she pleaded for more.

His prick was burning with the feeling of being encased in her tight cunt and he couldn't endure it any longer. He was going to shoot his load.

Suddenly, the spasms hit. Spasm after spasm rocked both of their bodies. His hot sperm was expelled from his penis like molten bullets into the depths of her snatch. Shot after hot shot; spasm after spasm; the delicious pain; the exquisite feeling was great; until it rose to a crescendo, then slowly diminished; the spasms and contractions diminished to a twitch, now and then.

They collapsed. Both lying still, breathless, like a pile of dirty laundry on the big bed; the girl and her dad were pleasantly exhausted, nestled in each others' arms. The after shocks pleasantly rippled through their bodies, softly twitching their sexual organs; keeping the memories alive.

Finally, "Cut!" Percy shouted. "That's a wrap."

"You guys were terrific." Percy exclaimed. "That was some great work for an amateur. Keep that up and you'll be a porn star in no time."

He shook Al's hand and kissed Skye on the head and patted her behind.

"Good night, kids." He said.

Skye and Al picked up their clothing and started to leave, when Percy said he'd like see the dailies before proceeding, so they should come in around 8 in the morning.

"Good night, Mr. Stead." Skye called.

"No, sweetheart," Percy called back. "You can call me 'PS' after a performance like that!"

Chapter Three: Let's Celebrate

They arrived at the studio just before eight and went right to wardrobe and make-up. They found Percy looking over script pages and said, "Good morning."

Percy grunted and put the pages down. "You guys did very well yesterday and we don't need to retake anything. The trouble you guys had getting that humongous sausage into Skye's peep hole was magnificent and will probably make this picture a block buster."

They both sighed.

Percy continued. "Today, we're going to shoot a threesome with a new actor who is not hung as well as you are, Al. His name is Henry Folsom and I look for good things from him, just as I do from you."

Percy put his arm around Skye's waist as he guided them to the set.

"And, you, my little lovely, are the true star of our productions."

Skye beamed at the complement.

"Oh, here's Henry now." Percy said, as the man walked toward them.

Percy introduced everybody and explained the mechanics of today's shoot. He excused Al, because he wasn't going to be needed until later, but Al said that he wanted to watch, so he could learn something.

Everybody took their places and they began shooting.

Percy said, "Action."

Skye was dressed in a white negligee, lying on the bed reading a magazine when Henry walked in.

"Oh, hi." She said. "Come sit down." Patting the bed next to her.

Henry went to the bed and sat beside Skye and kissed her on the lips. She put the magazine down and put her arms around his shoulders and drew him toward her and kissed him deeply. He reclined and lay next to Skye, not stopping the kiss.

"Hmm," he mumbled. "You're so sweet."

"You are too." And they embraced, tenderly.

They kissed and held each other passionately, until the heat was overbearing and Henry slipped the strap of her garment down over her shoulder and she wriggled as he pulled it down. She reached for his belt and unclasped it and began taking his pants off. In a minute, they were both naked, laying side by side, embracing and kissing each other.

Percy hollered, "Cut" because he wanted a different camera angle when they started to screw. After the cameras were moved, Percy called, "Action." And the two resumed their performances.

Henry's willie was about 7 inches long and not as big around as Al's, so they shouldn't have any difficulty getting it into Skye.

Henry lay next to Skye and put his arms around her and kissed her, while she grabbed his cock and aimed it at her soaking cunt. Henry rolled over Skye so his dick was positioned at the right angle to slip into her little love hole and she took advantage of it. It slipped right in and she gave out a little squeal as it did. Henry pulled it out a little and pushed it back in and started screwing this little hottie with vigor.

He was rough on Skye as his cock went in and out of her cunt, causing her whole body to be thrust up and down as she was being fucked, but apparently she didn't mind or notice because she was enjoying the ride and started to whimper.

"Oh, gawd," she said, softly, "Oh my gawd, that feels so good."

Henry's prick seemed to hear her because it lurched forward and penetrated deeper into her sopping virgina. He changed tack, burying his cock deeper and deeper into the wanting girl's cunt.

She thrashed her head side to side and moaned and began growling, saying, "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Just then, Al came though the door.

"What have we here?" He said, calmly.

Skye stopped thrashing her head and propped herself up a little, so she could see Al and said. "I'm getting a good fucking and you fucked came in and fucked it up!"

"Well, I'm sorry, sweetie pie," he said, sarcastically, "What can I do to make it up to you?"

"Oh fuck my ass," she said, "just leave."

"Oh, no, the first part of that last statement sounded just right. I think I'll do it."

"What are you talking about?" She asked.

"I'm going to fuck you in the ass while jerk-off here, fucks your little cunt."

"You'll do nothing of the kind." She said. "My ass is virgin and it's going to stay that way."

Al unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down and slid his drawers down and took them both off and climbed up on the bed, instructing the two to roll over and give him access to her hershey highway.

"No! You can't fuck me in the ass." Skye rebelled. "No Al, you can't do that." And she swung her arm, fending him off.

"Now, come on, you'll like it." He said. "Trust me. You'll be well fucked by the time I'm through with you and you'll love it."

By now he was straddling Skye and aiming his rock hard shlong right at her tight little twat and meaning to bury it deep. He laid down flat on the girl's body and pushed and pushed. Henry felt the pressure of him pushing in, so he resumed fucking Skye's pussy.

Skye screamed, "No, don't." But it was no use, Al and Henry pumped away at the helpless girl.

Soon, she started feeling the threat of a climax from the depths of her groin and she started to moan, softly.

"Oh, my gawd," she whispered. "Oh... oh..."

Henry was on the brink, also and he started moaning.

"Oh, oh..." He moaned.

Al, moaned lightly.

"Ow, please don't stop." She begged. "Oh, oh..."

Al pumped even harder and harder and started moaning louder, until they all three could be heard a block away.

"Ahee..." Skye screamed, and her voice broke, she choked; she couldn't breathe. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming. Oh gawd!"

Percy gave a knowing smile as he watched the sight from the director's chair.

Henry was bathed in sweat as was Skye, weak and trembling, while Al thrust up and down, in and out in a steady rhythm.

Until Skye had a most splendid orgasm and Henry followed her and Al was the last to show signs of an orgasm. The three lay on the bed sweaty and out of breath, with eyes closed.

Percy shouted. "Cut!" and said. "That's a wrap. Thank you all." And he clapped his hands and some of the crew joined in.

When Skye and Al were leaving for the day, Percy stopped them and said, "That was one hell of a performance," and he reached in his pocket and produced a $100 bill and gave it to Al, saying, "You go and have yourselves a nice dinner on me. Thank you, very much."

They left and got in the car and drove to Beverly Hills and had dinner at the Brown Derby. On the way home, Skye said,

"I want to thank you for not raping me, today."

Al asked, "What are you talking about?"

"I mean, thank you for not shoving that 2 pound piece of meat between your legs up my bum."

"Are you kidding? I had all 9 inches up and it felt good as hell." He said with a little smile.

"Look," she said, very seriously. "If you had fucked my ass with that thing I wouldn't be able to walk tonight."

"Well, I gotta take care of my sweetheart, don't I?" He asked, smiling.

She slid closer to him and put her arm over his shoulder and reached up and kissed him.

"Well, you have to admit that Henry sure gave you a hell of an orgasm, no thanks to me." Al observed.

"I'm a good actor, also." She said. "With that little peanut whistle of a pecker he had, he couldn't give a gnat an orgasm. Damned I'm good." She said, smiling.

"You little shit." He said and he tickled her, hard.

"Come on, let's go home and do some real fucking!"

The End