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by Dudester (hawkjet@hotmail.com)

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Chris heads off to Los Angeles to photograph naked 
college girls, wanting to make some bucks, and maybe a 
little exposure, so to speak. As the week is about to 
end, a very unexpected and willing model shows up, with 
a proposition. (Mf(12), ped, exh, 1st, mexican)

***

The stock was finally paying off. After the initial 
investment, the company was taking off and I was 
earning a good dividend every month. That was stage one 
of the plan. On to stage two.

I registered with a website I had found on Google. It 
was for a L.A. based firm that hooked up models and 
photographers. You could either pay the travel expenses 
of the model, or travel to L.A. I informed them I would 
travel there soon.

When I arrived in L.A., I set up shop in one of the 
prestigious hotels. I checked in with the agency and 
told them I was looking for 18 year old college girls 
with a fresh off the bus look. To hedge my bets, I 
placed an ad in the paper looking for models, but it 
was only a three line scrawl.

Taking vacation, I was set up to work Monday through 
Friday, leaving the weekend to do some tourist stuff. 
By the end of the week, the agency had sent over three 
girls, and I had two replies. 

Of course I had an ulterior motive, who wouldn't? 
Wednesday was actually the only day my ulterior motive 
worked. Judy was a five foot three model from Nebraska 
going to UCLA. With abundant light brown hair, a 
farmer's daughter face, wonderful smile, and a frame 
that fit nicely into her jeans and T shirt, I couldn't 
wait to see her undress.

As all the models, I had her pose as she undressed. 
When her T shirt came off, and a pair of firm almost B 
cup creamy mounds came into view I had to wet my lips. 
As her panties came off, I was treated to a view of a 
hairless pussy. It was more than that though. Other 
girls with a shaved snatch, even freshly shaved, had a 
five o'clock shadow. Not Judy, whose hairless wonder 
looked naturally that way.

After a dozen poses, like the other girls, I had her 
pose with her legs open, spreading her pussy lips. The 
other girls became a little defensive as I moved in for 
a close-up, but not Judy. As I moved in, what I saw was 
pink tissue peeking from a tiny hole. A lot of other 
girls I had seen had pussies that looked like a well 
traveled highway tunnel, but this one looked very 
virginal. 

I asked Judy if I could touch her pussy. "Sure!" came 
the instant answer. I touched the silk like pussy lips, 
also noticing the moisture from her tiny hole. I moved 
my middle finger and worked it into the tight and tiny 
hole. I noticed that she closed her eyes and inhaled, 
before exhaling for a long time. 

I began slowly pumping my finger. One of her hands 
moved to her clit and her breathing became deep. She 
moaned softly and arched her hips. "Faster" she 
whispered. I obliged her. She began to moan. I felt 
this had gone beyond a fingering.

I stood up and undid my pants. Her eyes opened. "You 
read my mind," she said with a smile. After undressing, 
I mounted her. Her pussy firmly, but softly, gripped my 
dick. She caressed my shoulders arms and back with her 
hands. "Faster," she groaned. "Faster."

As I increased my pumping, she let out a long moan. "Oh 
God!" she said arching her head back into the pillow. 
She let out several girl grunts. "Wait, wait" she 
begged, "I'm coming!" 

Her stomach rippled and she pressed her hips burying my 
cock deep into her. After a moment, she said "OK, OK!" 
I began pumping her again She was working towards 
another orgasm. I was working towards my first. I came 
a second before she did. 

We collapsed breathing hard, holding each other in the 
afterglow. After a long moment of silence, she looked 
at her watch. "Shit" she said, "I have to go to work 
and I don't want to." I reminded her of the modeling 
fee and offered her a bonus, but she needed both 
incomes. We made a date for Friday after she got off of 
work.

I thought that was going to be my sexual highlight of 
the week. I was mistaken.

Friday at two, I had just finished with the last agency 
girl, and I started to pack up my equipment. The phone 
rang. A Mexican male with a thick accent asked if I was 
still taking models. I specified it had to be an 18 
year old female. "Si, si," he said. I wondered if I was 
being set up for a hit. "We come soon" he said before 
hanging up.

I kept watch for an hour, then gave up. I finished 
packing up my gear and started thinking about my date 
with Judy. 

A little after four, there was a knock at the door. I 
peeked out the window to see a broken down Mexican with 
a girl. I opened the door. "We call" he said. I looked 
at the girl. She stood four six with long coal black 
hair, dark brown skin, bee stung lips and a frame that 
made it hard to judge her age. "She's eighteen?" I 
asked incredulously. 

"Senor, we need the money, please." I noticed his eyes 
were a bit swollen and that he had almost choked with 
those last words. 

"How old is she?" I asked. 

"I'm 12," the girl said in perfect English. "My father 
doesn't speak English very well. May we come in?" 

It was a simple request, and I wasn't sure that I 
wanted the other hotel guests hearing too much of the 
conversation. I opened the door and let them in. "We 
need the money badly. The rent is due tomorrow and if 
we don't pay, we're going to be homeless." 

Her father nodded. "It's illegal for me to take nude 
pictures of someone your age. I could go to jail, your 
father might. It's too risky."

A tear rolled down the man's cheek. "Please mister," 
the girl begged, "I don't want to live under a bridge." 

I felt a pang for her and her family. Even if I offered 
her a hundred, I knew it wouldn't cover the rent. She 
needed the four hundred I offered in the ad. I 
remembered that Jessica Biels had posed nude at 17, 
with parental consent and her father present.

"My father's next job doesn't start for two weeks. Can 
you help us?" she added.

I asked them both for I.D., making copies of theirs and 
producing the release making sure both of them signed 
it. The girl moved over towards the bed pulling her 
shirt off while her father headed for the door. "I go 
now," he said. 

"Wait a minute," I said, "what's going on?"

"He doesn't want to watch," Laura said. 

The man nodded. I motioned towards the door. He left. I 
told Laura I would have to set up my camera gear first 
and to stay dressed (just in case it's a sting I 
thought). I took my time setting up the gear, telling 
her how I wanted to photograph her undressing.

When I was ready, I had her begin. I became nervous as 
she unbuttoned her shirt. I felt dirty, but aroused. 
She looked at me with those doe like soulful eyes and I 
wondered what she was thinking. Next, her pants came 
down. Sitting on the bed in a tight slip and panties, I 
had her take her time taking the slip off. Tiny 
mosquito bite type tits, topped with almost black 
nipples came into view. She placed the slip next to the 
bed. I had her stand and play with the waistband of her 
panties.

Finally, I had her place her panties about mid thigh 
and I took a picture of her brown hairless mound. I had 
her slide her panties to her ankles for another 
picture, then with them off, had her stand spread 
legged. Then I had her move on to the bed. I took a 
picture from several angles of her laying on her side, 
then had her lift the leg on top.

Next, I had her lay back. I took several pictures of 
her, mostly spread legged. I had her then get on all 
fours and I took my close-ups that way. 

I announced I was finished and I began turning off the 
lights. She got up off the bed. Standing in front of me 
she asked for a favor. I gave her a go ahead look. She 
grasped my belt buckle. "The four hundred will cover 
the rent, just barely. We've eaten nothing but beans 
for two weeks, and we don't have any electricity. 

"What about if I throw in an extra hundred?" I offered.

"We owe the electric company a hundred and sixty and 
we're so hungry." she said with a pout.

"I'm not a charity," I said.

"I know," she replied, "that's why I should earn it."

"What did you have in mind?" I asked.

She ran her hand up my zipper, then touched her pussy. 
"Please mister?" she asked.

A memory popped into my mind. "Your father knew."

She dropped her eyes. "Are you sure you want to do 
this?" I asked.

"In my village, girls my age marry, or go to the city 
to work."

I took the twelve year old by the hand and led her to 
the bed. I laid her down, then undressed. I crawled up 
next to her. I let my hands roam all over her soft 
body. She briefly touched my now hard dick. I leaned in 
and kissed her. She kissed back and hugged me, gently 
stroking my neck. I ran my hands behind her ears and 
started kissing down her neck. 

Her nipples were already hard by the time my lips 
reached them. I continued kissing, going all the way to 
her mound. She spread her legs. I started kissing her 
tiny pussy. I forced the tip of my tongue into her slit 
and found her clit. She hissed and drew up. I drew my 
finger back and forth, finally finding her vagina 
snuggled right next to her asshole. 

She let out a wail as I got my finger in.

"Are you OK?" I asked.

"Yes," she said with almost a sob.

I felt the resistance of her hymen. I pushed past it. 
She let out another wail. I started working my finger 
back and forth. After a few minutes, she got into it as 
she raised her hips to meet my strokes. I was so ready. 
I moved in to mount her, but found her size to be 
difficult.

I laid back and had her climb on top. She positioned 
herself on my dick. I saw her wince as the head slid 
in. She paused a long moment, then slid forward another 
couple of inches. I felt her cervix, and knew I was all 
the way in. The pressure on my dick was intense, and 
painful.

I began working her hips. She leaned forward with her 
hands on my shoulders as she met my thrusts. My arms 
began to tire. Keeping myself inserted, I rolled her 
onto her back. I began thrusting, banging the head of 
my dick against her cervix. Every thrust was met with a 
wince. She was letting out small girl "ehs" with each 
thrust. 

Her breathing was rapid. She had her eyes closed. I 
felt the pressure building and I had a mighty orgasm, 
making sure to pump my cum directly into her cervix. My 
dick softened and popped out of her tight little pussy 
along with a rush of fluid.

I laid beside her and caught my breath. I noticed her 
wince, curl up in a ball and lay still for a long 
moment. I got up, walked over to the checkbook and 
wrote a check for a thousand bucks. I handed it to her. 
She looked at the check and smiled. She motioned me 
closer and gave me a long meaningful kiss.

She sat up, moved over to the edge of the bed and got 
dressed. I noticed she gingerly put her panties and 
pants on. "Can I use the phone?" she asked. She dialed 
a number and said "five minutes." She gave me another 
kiss. "Will you be here next week?" she asked. I shook 
my head no. 

"Why?" I asked.

"I need a computer for school, and other stuff."

"You don't have a phone, do you?"

She shook her head no.

I gave her a kiss. "I'll come here next Friday," I 
said.

A big smile crossed her face. "Thank you," she said 
with another kiss before dashing out of the room.

I can't wait for next week.

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.