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 Robbie The Star - Daddy's Little Angels By Jeremy Spencer Copyright 2004

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   Author's Note: The following is a fictional story.  In it, fictional
characters have hot, sweaty, unprotected, fictional sex.  They live in a
fictional world without fictional diseases.  You do not.  Be careful.  All
characters in this story are old enough to know what they're doing.  Now,
on to the show!

   *****

   Have you ever had that feeling?  It feels like a fucking icy hand grabs
you by the back of the shirt collar, and your balls tighten up in your nut
sack?  Only you don't know what's coming, you don't know what's out there,
but you know that whatever it is, it's bad?

   That's exactly how I felt.

   Amanda and I finally made it to the studio when suddenly she rushes off
and I hear her yelling to someone.

   "Hi Daddy!"

   Hi Daddy?  Her father is here?  On the movie set?  I looked around but
couldn't see who she was talking to, but I began to panic.

   Who the fuck is Daddy?  Why would be be here?  Then I saw him, and
suddenly my heart was in my throat and my panic shifted into high gear.

   Jonathan fucking Edwards.  Fucking isn't really is middle name, by the
way.

   The fucking richest of the rich.  The owner of the goddam studio
producing my movie.  This is Amanda's father?  I just knew I was in some
deep shit and started looking for somewhere to hide.

   But at the same time I was also confused as hell!  Why was Amanda the
one to come get me this morning if her dad is some bigwig?  I mean, since
when does the daughter of the richest studio head in Hollywood go
schlepping for a b-grade movie star who can't make his early morning makeup
call?  Damned if I know.

   Like I said, icy cold feeling around my neck, and my nuts had already
jumped for cover.  I felt like I wanted to puke.  I just knew this was
going to end badly.  Before I could find a dumpster to hide in, Amanda had
returned, her father in tow.

   "Daddy, this is Robert Lawson." To my surprise, Mr.  Edwards stuck out
his hand as we were old friends.  What could I do but shake it?

   "Um...  hello sir." If I was going to get my ass handed to me on a
platter I'd best be nice about it.

   "Of course, of course, I know who you are.  Charlie tells me you're
doing just grand on our film.  Says you're doing fine work.  Excellent. 
Had a bit of trouble this morning, I hear?  Amanda was able to straighten
you out though?"

   Amanda gave me a look as if she was ready to jump my cock right there on
the set, but thankfully I don't think her father saw it.  She grinned at my
discomfort, knowing she'd straightened me out all right, a couple times
this morning and once this afternoon.

   Amanda giggled as I stared into space, my concentration broken as she
licked her lips, those same lips which had recently been wrapped around my
hard cock.  I started, wondering why the two were staring at me.  What had
Mr.  Edwards been saying?  Oh yeah, apparently I'm doing a good job on the
movie.

   "He says that, does he?" I finally stammered, trying to ignore Amanda as
she slowly sucked a finger into her mouth.  I turned away as I felt my
prick begin to swell in my slacks and I prayed Mr.  Edwards didn't see it.
"Charlie says I'm doing a good job?  That's great," I said, rather
insincerely.  What the fuck?  I thought that Charlie hated my guts.  Not
that the feeling isn't mutual, of course.  Fucking Charlie, what an
asshole.

   "Oh, certainly, certainly.  Says you've been a real pro.  Says he's
getting solid stuff from you."

   Ah.  Now I got it.  Charlie was trying to impress the boss.  It wasn't
that I was a good actor, or that I was doing such a good job, it was that
Charlie the brilliant director was getting good stuff from me.

   Little fucker.  I wanted to ring his neck, but I didn't see him
anywhere.

   "Yes, well.  Thank you very much, Mr.  Edwards.  Sir," I said, trying to
break away and run for cover, but he would have none of it.

   "So tell me," he said conspiratorially, leaning in close and whispering
in my ear.  "Is my little girl as hot a piece of ass as I hear she is?" He
grinned when I started sputtering.

   "What...  um...  sir?" I was suddenly unable to come up with a single
coherent sentence.  I glanced at Amanda, but she was no help.  In fact she
seemed to be looking at me expectantly, as if she too was waiting for my
answer.

   At the moment I couldn't have lied to save my life, and I had a sinking
suspicion that my life, or at least my acting career just might be ending
sometime very soon.  I mean, this is the studio boss' daughter, for
chrissakes!  How did he know about us, anyway?  My dick wasn't hanging out,
so he couldn't see Amanda's lipstick marks.  How?

   "Come on, Robbie.  Can I call you Robbie?" I nodded dumbly.  "You don't
think Amanda went over to pick you up by accident, do you?  What kind of
father would I be if my little girl was out fucking one of my stars and I
didn't know about it?" He paused for a moment to let that sink in, then
leaned in close with the jaw dropper.  "What kind of father would I be if I
didn't approve?" He raised his eyebrows, and I felt my eyes widen at the
realization that not only was he aware of our activities, but he had,
what...  instigated them?  I broke out in a sweat, trying to shake the
clammy feeling that had suddenly come over me.

   "But...you...  you knew?"

   "Knew?  My boy, who do you think paid off the limo driver?" Shit shit
shit.  The thought hadn't even occurred to me.  We'd left the limo in the
hotel parking lot for hours.  Of course he knew what was going on, but the
dad?

   "You knew?" He nodded.  I knew he knew, but I still couldn't get my head
around the idea.  "You knew...  and you approve?"

   "Hell, boy!  Not only did I approve, but I insisted." Only the fact that
my arms were folded across my chest kept my jaw from hitting the ground,
I'm sure.

   Amanda giggled at my expression, and took one of my arms in hers,
pressing herself against my side.  She patted my hand lightly, her eyes
still bright with laughter.

   "Isn't Daddy just the coolest?" she asked, staring lovingly at her
father.

   "Um.  Yeah, I guess." I still didn't know what to say.  Finally Mr. 
Edwards himself stepped to my rescue.

   "Why don't you kids get a little private time by yourselves.  I have a
bit of unfinished business with Charlie over there.  How about you get
together with the rest of the family later.  We'll see what comes up." He
gave me one last look, gave a loud laugh, and turned to head off.

   "Wait Daddy!" cried Amanda, quickly releasing me from her grasp.  She
pouted prettily, putting her hands on her hips, and sticking her lip out.
"Don't I get my goodbye kiss?"

   Her father gave himself a quick slap to the forehead, before turning and
giving his daughter a kiss.  Now, my dad used to give my sister kisses, but
they were nothing like this!  I'm sure my sister never slipped my dad a
little tongue when they said goodbye, nor did my dad squeeze my sister's
ass like was happening in front of me.  I was in a bit of shock,
truthfully.

   I was also a bit turned on, and felt my prick hardening in my pants.  I
looked around to see if anyone was looking our direction, and thankfully no
one was.  The two finally broke their kiss, much to my relief.  They held a
short, whispered conversation, and then he was gone.

   As soon as her father had left, I grabbed Amanda and pulled her to my
trailer, which was thankfully devoid of any hair or makeup girls.

   "What the fuck?" I almost shouted, scaring Amanda a bit.

   "What do you mean?" she asked.

   "Where should I start?  This whole day has been one fucked up mess. 
First I don't get a wake-up call, then you show up and fuck me without a
second thought.  Then, not only is your dad not pissed off and threatening
to fire my ass, he asks if you're good in bed, and then you kissed him
like...  like you did!" She looked thoughtful for a moment, taking in what
I'd said.

   "What did you tell him?" she finally asked.

   "What?"

   "Did you tell him I was a hot piece of ass?  That's what he asked,
right?" she asked me, grinning at my stunned look.

   "Yeah?  Why?  How'd you know?" She rolled her eyes at me in disgust.

   "That's what he asks everybody I screw for him."

   "What!?"

   "I know, you'd think he could think of a better question than that,
something a bit less...  shocking."

   "He asks...  you said he asks everybody you fuck?" She nodded.  "How
long has this been going on?"

   "A couple years."

   "And how many..."

   "A couple dozen."

   "But, you said..."

   "I know," she giggled.  "You thought I was nervous, right?" I nodded. 
She laughed triumphantly.  "I knew it!  I'm getting good at this.  I keep
telling Daddy I should be an actress, but he says he'll never give me a
chance." I shook my head in wonder and collapsed back onto the bed.

   "You certainly had me fooled.  But, why?"

   "Because I like to.  It's fun you know!" She shook her tits as she said
it, and reached out and grabbed roughly at my cock, still semi-hard in my
pants.  "Ooh...  someone likes it too!  You wanna do it again?  Right here?
People could hear us doing it," she panted, eyes glassy with lust.

   "No...  I mean yes," I said when I saw her begin to pout again.  "I
mean, yes I want to, but...  that wasn't what I was asking...  I mean...  I
mean why does your father do it?"

   "He doesn't, silly, I do!  Did you forget already?" she asked playfully.
"I'm kidding.  He does it so his actors stay in line."

   "What do you mean?" I asked, completely lost.

   "He wants to get some big dirt on all of his lead actors.  What would
your agent do if he threatened to leak that you'd been fucking a seventeen
year-old?"

   "You're seventeen?" I gasped.  I thought she looked young, but figured
she was just one of those women who would never look their age.

   "Uh huh," she answered.  "Daddy says it helps him at the negotiating
table later on down the road.  Think about it.  How else would he get
Taylor Johnson to work so cheap?"

   She was right, nobody could understand why Taylor, who was probably the
biggest star in Hollywood, continued working on small products for Edwards,
at far less than his normal twenty million dollars a picture.  Now I knew,
or at least thought I did.

   "You fucked him?" I asked.  She nodded happily for a moment, but then
her face fell and she walked next to the bed, her pussy at eye level.  I
could smell her arousal as she toyed with the front of my shirt, stroking
my nipples with her tiny fingers.

   "Don't worry though.  It was a one-time deal with him.  He was one of
the first guys I fucked, when I was only fifteen.  You, I want to keep
fucking, again and again and again..." her voice trailed off as her tiny
hand reached for the front of my pants, stroking me through my jeans, and I
heard her gasp quietly.

   "I still can't believe it!" she said.  Her fingers curled around my
semi-hard cock through the heavy denim of my jeans, and I moaned as her
fingers dropped lower to cup my balls.  "You're so fucking big!" she
exclaimed.

   "Jesus, Amanda!  That feels good!" I ground my cock into her hand,
feeling her fingers wrap around me more tightly.

   She grinned mischievously, rubbing more insistently at my growing bulge.

   She didn't say anything, her eyes were still on my cock bulge.  I moaned
again as Amanda began to stroke and squeeze me, bringing me fully erect
inside my jeans.  I reached my hand out between her legs and gave her cunt
a quick swipe through her slacks, finding her already hot and dripping wet.

   "Feel good?" I murmured.

   "God yes!" she sighed.

   "Take your pants off, so I can really get you going."

   Amanda grinned at me and quickly dropped her hands to the snap of her
jeans, and with one motion pulled down her jeans and flimsy panties,
already sticky with her juices.  She took off her top, and stood looking at
me anxiously.

   "Aren't you going to take anything off?" she whined, licking her lips.
One of her hands had dropped down to her pussy and began teasing the wet
lips, stroking in and out as she thumbed her clit.  I dropped my pants, my
eyes glued to Amanda's mouth as she licked her lips in anticipation.  The
sight of her pink tongue glossing over her puffy lips had me hurrying to
remove the rest of my clothing, and soon we were both naked, my cock
sticking out in front of me, bouncing up and down in time with my pulse.

   I put one hand on her nearly bare pussy and fondled her small tits with
the other.  In no time, we were both panting for breath.  My fingers were
hammering in and out of Amanda's wet pussy, and she was pumping her fist up
and down my cock so quickly it was almost painful.

   "Fuck me, Robbie!" she moaned, breathing harder now, her face and chest
flushed with her arousal.  "I want you to fuck me, right here, so everyone
can hear us!" I let her push me back onto the bed, haphazardly knocking
clothes and costumes onto the floor of the trailer in our rush.

   I didn't waste time with preliminaries, and reached out my hands,
spreading her long tanned legs as wide as I could force them.  Her pussy
gaped open and I fought the urge to drop to my knees and lap up her sweet
juices.  Instead I grabbed my erection, and jacked the shaft a few times to
get my cock as hard as possible.  Quickly positioning my cock at the
entrance to her pussy, I dragged up and down her slit, collecting her
juices, and thrust inside.

   I slid in much more easily than before, and within seconds I was
plunging in and out of her tight, wet hole.  Amanda locked her legs around
my ass, pulling me closer, and our mouths met in a hot kiss, her tongue
shooting into my mouth as my tongue dueled against it.  I moaned loudly
into her mouth, our faces hot against the other, and increased the pace of
my thrusting.

   Amanda came first, and I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock.

   "Oh, Robbie," she moaned loudly, grabbing me with her legs.  I thrust
roughly into her once, twice, then pushed into her completely with my hard
shaft, our pubic bones mashing together, and began spurting my cum down her
wet tunnel.  I collapsed against her chest, feeling the hard flesh of her
nipples poking against my skin, but quickly rolled us over so as not so
squash her with my weight.  Amanda sighed and leaned on my chest, as I
stroked the firm cheeks of her ass.

   We lay motionless for several minutes, my cock still hard inside her
gently pulsing cunt, exhausted from our quick fuck.  Suddenly I could hear
the sound of quiet knocking on the trailer door.  I started to panic,
looking for a pair of pants or a robe, but before I could find anything,
Amanda lifted herself onto one arm and called out.

   "It's okay.  Come on in!"

   Shit!

   I tried to move, a task made difficult due to the naked girl plastered
to my body, but it was too late, as the door burst open and two girls I'd
never seen before bounced into the trailer.

   "Oh my God!" one of them shrieked, a hot brunette with big tits.  She
had on a short mini-skirt and a belly shirt that enhanced more than it hid,
and wasn't wearing much more.  My cock was still buried deep in Amanda's
snatch, so the girl didn't get a good look at my dick, but we were facing
the door, so she saw just about everything else.

   Obviously there was no hiding what we'd been doing.

   "Amanda, holy shit!  You bagged a good one this time.  We could hear you
guys all the way across the set you know" It was the other girl, the exact
opposite of the first.  She was wearing a long sleeved pullover and baggy
slacks, and I couldn't tell if she had a good figure or not.  She had long
blonde hair and a pretty face, and judging by the look in her eyes, I knew
she was hot for us.

   Before I could move, the two girls had crossed the short distance to the
bed.

   "I'm sorry," I started apologizing lamely.  The brunette giggled, and to
my amazement reached down and grabbed the hem of her shirt and swiftly
pulled it over her head.

   Her tits were bigger than I'd thought, and they practically spilled out
of her bra.

   "Kelly," Amanda said, having turned when I gasped, "You're such a slut!"

   "I'm a slut?" the girl answered.  "You're the one who's laying there
with his cock buried all the way up your cunt, and I'm the slut?" Amanda
giggled, and I felt my cock twitch as her muscles spasmed around me.

   "I suppose, but it's such a nice cock." She turned and looked at the
other girl, still standing near the door of the trailer.  "Isn't it,
Mindy?"

   Mindy, who I now knew to be the frumpy girl, spoke up again, and I knew
my first guess as to the level of her horniness had been correct.

   "I can't really tell if it's nice," she said.  "Pull it out and let me
see more of it." Amanda giggled again, raising her hips, and I slipped out
of her cunt with a plop.  Immediately I felt our juices pour out of her hot
snatch, coating my cock and balls.

   "Oh," cried Kelly.  "That's such a waste, let me get that!" She was on
her knees in an instant, and to my shock, I felt her tongue bathing my
prick, which quickly bounced back to attention.  By the way Amanda was
squirming on top of me, I figured Kelly wasn't limiting her tongue action
to my crotch, and I got turned on knowing this girl was licking the juices
from her pussy just as she was licking my cock.

   "So good," Amanda hissed, grinding her hips against mine.  Her entire
weight pressed against me, and I could feel her nipples, still erect with
passion, digging into my chest.

   I reached around, grabbing Amanda's tight ass cheeks, and felt a finger
already at her pussy, thrusting into her sticky hole.  My cock was once
again near full mast, due to a combination of Kelly's mouth and hands, and
I watched in fascination as a nervous, but obviously excited Mindy slowly
pulled her heavy sweater over her head.

   It turns out Mindy was packing some nice tits under her sweater, and
when she slipped out of her pants and underwear I was surprised to see the
hairiest pussy I'd ever laid eyes on.  She saw me looking at her and
blushed brightly, but her eyes were quickly back to my cock and Amanda's
pussy.

   My eyes were glued to her pussy.  It was a frightening maze of hair, but
I found it strangely erotic, in a wild-woman sort of way.  Judging by how
wet and matted her pussy hair looked, she was excited by what she was
seeing.  I could see her hand immediately slip down to her bush and start
playing with her pussy lips, and before long I started smelling her own
unique musk added to the already strong odor of Amanda's feminine arousal.

   My attention was dragged back to matters closer at hand when I felt a
pair of lips engulf the tip of my cock.  I moaned into Amanda's shoulder as
Kelly tried to swallow my shaft in one gulp.  She nearly succeeded, but
gagged on the last inch or two.  Her fingers weren't busy either, fondling
my balls and teasing my anus with the tip of a fingernail.  She was very
gentle with my balls, rolling them in her soft hand, squeezing gently as
her tongue worked over the crown of my cock.

   Not wanting to leave Amanda out of the fun, I got her attention long
enough to let her know I wanted her sitting on my face, and she eagerly
complied.  The last thing I saw was her soaking wet pussy descending on my
face, and then my world was full of slippery wet flesh and hot, tangy
juices.

   I reached my arms up, grabbing a tit in each hand, and began
rhythmically squeezing and pulling at her tender cones of flesh.  I heard
her moan her pleasure, her lust mirrored in her hips, which began grinding
into my face more insistently.

   "Fuck me with your tongue," Amanda moaned, driving her pelvis against my
chin.  I tried to give her what she wanted, stiffening my tongue and
shoving as much as I could into her tight snatch, but apparently I wasn't
providing enough stimulation.  "I'm so close, dammit," she cried out, and I
felt her hand reach down her body and began playing with her clit.  I
pushed her forward, freeing my face, and reached a hand around, thrusting
first one, then two fingers into her wet hole.

   Amanda began moaning in earnest now, her movements becoming more
erratic, when suddenly my face was flooded with a torrent of her cum.  I
lapped at the tangy liquid as quickly as I could, but I couldn't get it
all, and my face was soon coated with her sticky juices.  Before I could
move, Amanda rolled off me onto the floor, and walked over to Mindy, who
was standing by the side of the bed, furiously rubbing her pussy with one
hand, while with the other, she pulled and twisted at her rubber-like
nipples.

   Mindy blushed when she saw Amanda walking toward her, but never stopped
staring at me, my cock still buried in Kelly's mouth.  I felt my orgasm
approaching, and was soon brought to the edge, and quickly over it.  I shot
spurt after spurt of my sticky cum into Kelly's waiting mouth, as I watched
Amanda wrap the shy Mindy in her arms and give her a searing kiss.

   "God, that's a lot of cum," Kelly exclaimed from the foot of the bed.  I
looked down and saw she hadn't quite taken my entire load, and her face and
throat were covered in cum.  She reached a finger out, scooping up my thick
fluid, and eagerly began licking the heavy spunk into her mouth.

   She quickly climbed onto the bed, curling herself up in my arms, and
together we lay there watching as Mindy and Amanda locked lips.  Mindy was
the first to notice they had an audience, and tried to pull away, but
Amanda wouldn't get her.

   "You need to do this," she hissed, softly enough that I had to strain to
hear what she was saying.  "You're such a voyeur.  You know Daddy wants you
guys to take over for me.  You're going to have to do more than just
watch!"

   "What's that?" I squeaked, unsure if I'd heard correctly.  Amanda turned
and walked to the bed, pulling a protesting Mindy behind her.

   "When we were at the hotel," she explained to me, "I called Daddy and
told him what had happened, and he said if I wanted to, I could quit
fucking his actors, since I'm going to be busy with you."

   "And it's our turn now!" exclaimed Kelly, jiggling a little on the bed,
her tits jiggling with each bounce.  "I'm so excited!  Is everybody as hot
as Robbie?" I tried not to react to the compliment, but that's a difficult
thing to do when the other person is naked, and stroking your cock in
addition.

   "Some guys are pretty hot," Amanda said seriously.  "Some are better
looking, but not all of them," she quickly added, glancing in my direction.
I tried to act hurt, but couldn't quite pull off the emotion.  "I'm sorry
Robbie, it's true.  But no one fucks as well as you do."

   I was still confused, although I was beginning to understand an inkling
of what was going on.

   "Who are you guys?" I asked.

   "This is my sister Mindy and this is my sister Kelly," Amanda explained
brightly.  "Mindy is a year older and Kelly is a year younger, and they're
going to take over for me since I'm practically retired now."

   "But Amanda, I don't want to," whined Mindy, trying unsuccessfully to
cover herself with her hands.

   "Jeez, you're such a baby," said Kelly.  "It's so fun, I know I'm going
to love it!  I'm just mad Daddy wouldn't let me fuck around until my
birthday, but it's going to be awesome.  I can't wait to try it for real."

   "Yeah, Mindy," scolded Amanda.  "You need to do your part around the
house like the rest of us."

   I couldn't believe I was sitting here listening to this!  Apparently the
owner of the biggest movie studio in town was blackmailing his star actors
by getting his daughters to sleep with them, then using that to negotiate a
lower salary.

   If it wasn't so lowdown and dirty I would have applauded him, it was
that brilliant.

   Daddy's little angels, indeed!
   The End