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Subject: RP: "Custom Shoots, Ltd." Ch. 3 a Nick Price tale (Mg, inc,sex, pedo)
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Author's Note: Reposting the first 4 chapters of this rather lengthy
story complete with original headers. A NEW chapter 5 has been
transcribed finally and will be posted as well. I hope someone somewhere
will enjoy it.
Nota Bene: If you juxtapose the main characters' name's first letters
instead of Nick Price it becomes Nice Prick. Wasn't sure if anyone
picked up on that or not. Too anal retentive? <sighs>
WARNING: The following fictional tale deals with incest and underage
sexual situations. Please see the story codes to see if the story may be
illegal to read in your part of the world, for it certainly is illegal
to perform it. But hey, this is fiction, and anything goes.
DISCLAIMER: The incidents, characters and descriptions contained herein
do not identify themselves with any known living or dead persons,
places, things or events. The incest scenes in future chapters are
"posed" and as such are not actual fathers and daughters. Everything
else is game. So what are you waiting fo? Go on......read.
NOTE: This story and idea for the story was written circa 1990. I had
banged it out (no pun intended) on a 1986 Model Smith-Corona Selectric
Typewriter on 40 (forty) 8 and-a-half by 11 size Gold Bond Typing Paper
sheets typed in "Elite" letter size, single-spaced with no paragraphs
utilizing half-inch top and bottom margins. Translated that means it is
a long story.
Basically, the idea centered around a male character who is a
photographer/videographer, supplanting his income by photographing
and/or videotaping what some may call sleazy and/or forbidden subjects.
Nick Price is his name and porn is his game. Anything you want. Period.
His clientele consists mainly of wealthy men who pay top dollar for
their predilections, which sometimes runs to the illegal. But, Nick
Price has a social conscience and morals. He is no sleazy skin merchant.
His actresses are paid handsomely and are never forced to do anything
they do not wish to do. As you will see, his actresses are hard to find,
but in the world of money, anything can be gotten.
Nick considers himself to be so-so looking, and it seems that girls of
any age are attracted to him. And that suits him just fine, as he has
his own predilection for the younger ages.
This story deals with one day in the life of Nick Price, owner and
operator of Custom Shoots, Ltd. It deals with four separate photo
shoots/video sessions and describes each in detail. It also deals with a
little bit of fun for Nick after the shoots, too.
I have edited only slightly, fixing a word or so here or there, but have
tried to leave the overall story intact as it was written 13 years ago.
It may seem a bit juvenile at times, but my writing back then was still
unpolished.
Not that its come a long way since then, but............
Please, read on and enjoy!
"Custom Shoots, Ltd."
a Nick Price tale
written by Nick Price
a/k/a kids_at_play
Chapter 3: Shoot #2 (Mg, inc cons, pedo, sex)
The next set was that of a living room, with a sectional sofa in gray, a
glass oval table with a flower pot on it, a window with vertical blinds,
and a cream-colored rug. On the floor, on the rug, lay a pretty
5-year-old Asian girl with straight jet black hair hanging down her
back. She was lying on her stomach reading a book. Next to her was a
stuffed dog, brown, and some more books besides the one she was reading.
Her name was Tara Lynn Pfleger, the only daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Joel
Pfleger. Tara was home with her father on this particular afternoon
lazily reading in the warm sunlight that was coming through the window.
Tara was wearing a very pretty knee length mint green pleated skirt that
buttoned on the side, a long-sleeved slipover mint green and yellow
design-striped sweater that came down and covered the waist of her
skirt. On her short skinny legs Tara wore a pair of solid white
pantyhose. To top it all off she had on a pair of pink Mary Janes, shiny
little girl dress shoes with a strap going across her instep.
<start scene/camera rolling>
Tara was contentedly reading her storybook and didn't notice her father
walk into the living room. Joel Pfleger was 32 years old and a handsome
man with black hair. His wife was Asian, and their union had spawned a
beautiful little girl, Tara. Joel had just got done taking a shower and
was dressed in only his undershorts -- a pair of tight-fitting white
briefs with red stripes through them. It outlined his cock and balls
rather well and Joel liked to show off his ample equipment whenever he
could.
He stood at the entrance to the living room watching his little daughter
reading her books.
She was so sweet! And so nicely dressed. His eyes scanned her short
little legs sheathed in her white hosiery. Her pink strap shoes looked
so shiny in the sunlight. Her green skirt covered her behind as she lay
on her stomach.
She must've gotten tired of laying on her stomach because she suddenly
rolled over
onto her right side, resting her chin on her right hand, which was
supported by her elbow on the rug. In this position, her legs were
re-positioned so that one leg was resting on the rug and the other was
crossed over top of it, one pink shoe lying on top of the other.
As Joel watched his daughter on the rug reading, he saw her move her top
foot and begin to rub it over her other shoe. She seemed to be
scratching the top part of her foot on her other shoe through the
opening. Then she began to use her top foot to probe along on the other
foot, using the toe of her pink shoe to press all along her foot that
lay on the rug. She was pressing the toe of her shoe onto the heel of
her other shoe, trying to push the heel of her shoe off of her foot. But
since it was strapped onto her small foot, it was to no avail.
She worried her shoe like that for a few minutes while Joel watched.
Joel decided to make his entrance.
He walked into the room saying, "Whatcha readin', honey?"
Without looking up Tara said, "My storybooks, daddy!"
"Having fun?" Joel asked his daughter.
"Yep!" Tara said, turning a page.
Joel moved over to the gray sectional sofa behind where Tara was
reading. He stood there for a minute looking down at his daughter on the
floor.
Tara could feel her father watching her read and she looked up at him.
"Daddy! You're in your underwear!" Tara said, giggling.
"So I am!" Joel said, looking down at his tight-fitting briefs.
Tara went back to her reading and Joel sat down on the sofa in his
briefs.
After a bit, Joel said, "Tara, honey, want daddy to read some to you?"
"Okay, sure, daddy!" Tara said, smiling widely.
"Come on! Come sit on daddy's lap and I'll read a couple pages to you
out loud."
Tara scampered up and grabbed her book and brought it with her as she
walked over to the sofa where her father sat in only his underpants.
Joel let his daughter climb onto his lap and settle down on his thighs,
her short legs dropping down in between his naked ones. Her warm bottom
was on his crotch.
He put one arm around her waist and the other arm he rested on top of
her leg, on top of her green skirt. Tara held the book for him to read
from.
Joel started reading from the book as Tara turned the pages. He made her
laugh and giggle as he made funny voices and faces. He was beginning to
notice the softness of his daughter's bottom on his crotch. It was
beginning to affect him.
His free hand brushed against her white pantyhosed leg and he felt the
material of her hosiery. Joel slid his hand up his daughter's leg over
top of her knee. He pushed her green skirt up her legs as he did so. Her
knee was hard and bony. As he read to her, he rubbed her small hard knee
through her pantyhose. His hand slipped up higher now, pushing back her
green skirt as it went.
He was on her thigh now, rubbing her gently as he spoke. His hand went
in even more and now was dangerously close to her pantyhosed crotch. Her
skirt was pushed way up her legs, uncovering most of her thighs.
He rubbed over her inner thigh and Tara jumped and said, "Tee Hee!
Daddy, that tickles!"
Joel rubbed her there again and again she giggled and said, "Daddy! That
tickles!"
With his hand that had been around his daughter's waist he raised up her
light green sweater at her hip and bared her stomach. He started
tickling her flesh there she giggled some more. He lifted her sweater up
even more until her entire stomach was revealed, the sweater going
around her ribcage. Innocently, Joel pushed Tara's sweater up past her
chest, baring her flat shapeless chest. He saw her two tiny pink circles
and he ran his fingertips over them both.
Tara giggled and said, "Those are my boobies, daddy!"
Tara sat there on her father's lap with her green sweater up around her
neck and her green skirt pushed back to her hips. Joel felt his cock
growing hard in his tight briefs beneath his daughter's bottom.
His hand slid down Tara's legs again, down to her pink shoes.
"Are your feet ticklish, honey?" he asked her as his hands were already
busy fumbling with the strap across the instep of her foot.
He opened her one shoe and pushed it off of his daughter's dainty little
white pantyhosed foot. It hung shoeless in the air. Then he unstrapped
her other shoe and pushed that shoe off of her hosed foot, leaving both
of her white pantyhosed feet hanging in the air. They looked so soft,
small, dainty and sexy hanging in between his legs.
He lifted them up onto his leg, stretching her legs out across his lap.
He ran his hands all over her hosed feet, trying to tickle her. While he
was fondling his daughter's white pantyhosed feet he began getting an
erection. It poked up into Tara's behind and she felt it through her
skirt and pantyhose. She squirmed on his lap and moved her bottom around
on this lump that had formed beneath her.
Tara slid off of her father's lap, standing on the rug in her white
hosed feet. She turned around to look at what it was that had poked up
into her bottom.
She looked at her father's lap and saw that there was a long thing
inside his underpants that was all bent up.
"What's that, daddy?" Tara asked her father innocently.
"That's daddy's penis, honey. Here, let's get you undressed a little."
Joel slipped his daughter's sweater off of her, lifting it up and over
her head. He tossed it aside. Then, with his daughter standing in
between his legs, he went to the side of her skirt where he unbuttoned
it. The green skirt slid down her white pantyhosed legs to drop at her
feet. Tara stepped out of the skirt and Joel picked it up and tossed it
with her sweater. Now his daughter just stood there in her white
pantythose with a pair of panties underneath that.
Joel's cock was pent up inside his tight briefs.
He ached to let it free.
"Tara, honey, why don't you pull my undershorts down and let daddy's
penis free?"
Tara giggled and her tiny hands reached out and she grabbed a hold of
her father's undershorts and started to tug them down. She pulled them
down in the front and saw this long club-like object flop out and stick
straight up at her.
Joel moved his ass on the sofa and allowed his daughter to slip his
briefs out from under him.
Tara pulled her father's shorts down to his ankles. Joel was now naked
sitting on the sofa!
Tara stared at her father's upright organ. It was red at the tip and big
and thick all around. It sprouted out from the hairy base and below it
were these two large round things inside a hairy sack.
"Oh, Tara, honey, play with daddy, please, baby!" Joel moaned.
He brought his nearly naked daughter in between his legs and she leaned
against his bare thigh. She reached out and closed her small hand around
the hard pole of his penis. She squeezed it and moved her fist up and
down its length. While Tara played with her father's penis, Joel was
busy squeezing his daughter's white pantyhosed ass cheeks through her
pantyhose.
"Come up here," Joel groaned, and pulled his daughter up onto his lap,
hoisting her up by her underarms.
He pulled her up to cover his erect cock. He felt his cock rub against
her pantyhosed mound in front. Her bare chest rubbed against his own
naked chest. He cupped her buttocks and pressed her small mound into his
raging hard-on.
"This is a fun game we're playing, daddy!" Tara said, going along with
him.
Joel put his hands around his daughter's waist and felt the elastic
waistband of her pantyhose.
He slipped his fingers beneath it and started to push her pantyhose
down. He saw a pair of white panties come into view. Little girl frilly
white lace panties. He pushed her pantyhose down in the front as well as
the back, pushing them down around her knees. Now all she wore was her
white panties.
Joel's cock rubbed over Tara's panties in the front,. He poked it into
her little panty crotch. He cupped her pantied ass cheeks and squeezed
them. He felt his cockhead slide over the elastic waistband of his
daughter's panties. It got caught in the tops of them and his cock
slipped beneath the waistband. He felt his cockhead go down her panties
in the front and then he felt it touch her genitals inside.
With his hands he pushed down her panties, baring both her asscheeks and
her mound. He was pressing his cock against her hairless little slit.
Her little cunny opened and it let him slide his cock into the small
opening.
Tara felt her father's hard thing go inside her, between her legs.
Joel could only get it in halfway, then he brought it back out, before
pushing it back in again.
He was fucking his little girl!
Tara playfully rode her father's cock, thinking it was a game they were
playing.
"Ooh, daddy, that feels funny!" Tara said playfully.
She felt her father's penis go up inside her little cunny again as she
bounced around on his lap.
Joel thrust his hard cock up into his little daughter as far as it could
go. He looked down and could see Tara's white pantyhosed feet bouncing
back and forth as he fucked her hairless cunny.
He was going to come soon so he pulled his cock out of his daughter's
cunny and stuck it up in front of her stomach letting her see its whole
length now.
"Make your hand go up and down it really fast, honey!" Joel told his
half-naked daughter.
Tara gripped her father's pole with her tiny hand and started pumping
the long hard thing up and down like her father had told her to do.
"That's it, baby! Yeah! Just like that! Now keep doing it! Oh yeah,
honey! Here it comes! Here I come, baby!"
Joel cried out as his cock stiffened and his come spurted out the tip as
his daughter's little hand kept stroking it up and down.
"AAAAHHHH!" Joel groaned as he shot his come into the air.
When he was done coming, his cock fell soft and limp. Tara left go of it
and she bounced her pantyhosed feet back and forth against his bare
legs.
Joel slipped his daughter off of his lap and pulled her white pantyhose
back up, along with her panties, and then helped her get dressed the
rest of the way.
He slipped on her pink strap dress shoes and buckled them up.
"You can go back to reading now, honey," Joel said, pulling up his
underpants. "Daddy has to take another shower."
<end scene/stop camera>
The End
Chapter 4 coming next.........
Please, any comments good or bad, send to kids_at_play@webtv.net or
respond to same in ng. Thank you for reading.
kids_at_play
"Do you believe in magic in a young girl's heart?" (Lovin' Spoonful --
1965)
"We find delight in the beauty and happiness of children that makes the
heart too big for the body." (Ralph Waldo Emerson)
"He who cannot see the beauty of a child hath no beauty in him."
(Anon)
"A thing of beauty is a joy forever."
John Keats, "Endymion" 1818
Kids are our future. Kids are our hope. Please respect them. Don't
exploit them.
kids_at_play