ASSTR Code: Mg8, ped, sex, rom, con.
	
"MTPN Channel 69" is the story of a man who saw the end of a TV
program and called the studio to audition as a porn actor with
pre-teen girls. With the help of his assigned partner, sexy
little 8 year old Miss Skye Kidd, he was hired and resulted in an
adventure Al Scroeter would not soon forget.

"MTPN Channel 69" is a fictional story written by Frenchie. This
story is entirely fictional and is not in any way real, suggested
or connected to anyone real at any time or place. Nor does this
story mean that the author condones the actions of the characters
in this story. The story is pure fiction and fantasy and nothing
more.

If you are not 18 years of age or older, please leave now. If sex
between adult males and underage girls is not your cup of tea,
please leave now. Otherwise, stay and enjoy the party. Frenchie.



MTPN Channel 69
By
Frenchie



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..."

In an instant the contractions and spasms struck and he jammed
his
pelvis into hers; planting his penis deep into his young daughter
to
prevent the glans from moving and causing friction against the
walls of her
tight little cunt; the feeling was so grand that he couldn't
stand it.
Suddenly, 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 slowly diminished and they finished.
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.

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
40 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 drugs. "Call the number on the screen within the
next 5
minutes and they would be guaranteed a slot on the shows."

Al almost broke a hip getting to the telephone. He dialed the
number.
The phone on the other end of the line began to ring.

After a few rings a lady answered. "MTPN Channel 69." She said.

"Is this the TV station that asked for actors?"

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

"Yes," Al replied. And added, "Please."

"Are you a pedophile?"

"Yes," Al replied.

The lady told Al to be at the studio at 8 am tomorrow and bring a
tape
if he had one, if not they would give him an audition.

He couldn't sleep that night because of the hard-on that he was
sporting. He tossed and flipped and turned all over the bed until
he fell
asleep, exhausted.

The next morning, he 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.

He filled out 2 pages of information and was told to go to a
particular
door when his name was called, then he sat and waited to be
called for the
actual audition. Apparently, there weren't many people at the
audition,
which made him feel good about being accepted. He figured he was
the first
or second to be called, as he got there right at eight o'clock
and three
applicants arrived after he did.

"Mr.  Al Scroeter." Called a loudspeaker.

His heart started beating fast as he walked to the door. He
paused,
turned the knob and went in.  It was a television studio with
cameras and
microphones and beds. When he saw that, that's when his heart
really
started beating fast. But, 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.

"Mr.  Scroeter," 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 and a man standing at her side. She was
looking away
from him, but he could tell that she was a pretty little thing.

"Hi Mr.  Al Scroeter. 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.  Scroeter," Robert said, "I see you are nervous, so I
want the
two of you to get acquainted and comfortable with each other, so
I'll leave
you now and return later."

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

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

"Let's go sit on that couch over there," Al suggested. "it looks
comfortable."

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

And they 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, 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 is nice. I can't wait to try this 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.

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 inside. His prick twitched and
grew an
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. 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 and went inside.

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.

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.



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,

“May I join you?”

“Why, yes,” he replied. “Be my guest.”

He adjusted the temperature of the shower while she got her
clothes ready 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. They made
a little progress at about half way in, so they left it at that
and started fucking hoping more would go inside as time went on,
and it did. She 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.


They kissed as their tongues probed the depths of each other’s
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…” she moaned. “Oh gawd, it feels so good.”

“Mm…” he mumbled, fucking her deeper with each stroke.

“Oh, gawd,” she cried. “I can’t stand it!” She exclaimed.

He kept pushing in and pulling out, harder and harder and sucking
her tongue and feeling her ass as he pushed against her.

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

And then it happened, he 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 and pulsing 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.

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.” He paused.

“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.

“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 virginals; once in she helped guide it in
all the way and he began pumping it in and out.

She started 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 and he shot his
load into her waiting cunt, holding on for dear life.

“Aee…” she screamed as she climaxed in pulsing exquisite pain.

They lay on the bed, out of breath and weak. They both fell
asleep in each others arms.

Finally, “Cut!” Percy shouted. “That’s a wrap.”

Skye and Al got up and 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, kids.” He said.


 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 well
yesterday and we don’t need to retake anything.”

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
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 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 lied 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 virginals.

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 propped herself up a little, so she could see Al and said.
“I’m getting fucked and you 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.

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.

“Now, come on, you’ll like it.” He said. “Trust me.”

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, but Skye wanted to get up and leave it
behind.

“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.

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 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 have been 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 couldn’t give a gnat and orgasm.
Damned I’m good.

“You little shit.” He said and he tickled her, hard. She giggled
loudly and snuggled up to him.

The End

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