The Making of "Night Storms, Part III"
  By Leslie Schmidt


This is a sequel to my story "Night Storms." I suggest you read 
that story first so you will know what's going on here. Of course, if 
you are offended by the subject matter, don't read either.

It should be obvious that this, as with all my stories, is entirely a 
work of fiction. Although I wish some of it had, everything here, 
as with every one of my stories, is entirely fictitious. I hope you 
enjoy the story but, please, don't try this yourself.



"She's still really sore and swollen," Joanne said to Steve as they 
walked down the dock toward the real Magic.

"I figured," he replied. "There's a Santa Anna blowing up today, 
they're predicting small craft warnings by this afternoon, so it's 
probably our only chance to get the storm scene on location." The 
continued on for a few more steps before stopping beside the boat. 
On the other side of the dock the diesels of the film crew boat 
bubbled the water, "Will you go over the script with her? I know 
it's out of order, but, well, if I can get these shots on location 
instead of in front of the blue screen..."

"Sure, hopefully she'll pay attention, you know how much she 
likes to sail."

The shooting went well and Steve was very pleased with the film. 
The only unusual problem was, when they were filming a few 
short shots of Val before the storm hit, he realized that her pussy 
lips were quite red and had to order makeup to tone down the 
color. Valerie giggled when she had to sit down and spread her 
legs for the makeup girl. That's when they all saw the bruising, her 
lips around her vagina were blue and purple. Doug looked quite 
concerned but Valerie laughed at him and told him she couldn't 
wait to heal so they could do it again. Steve decided to call off the 
shooting for the next day, claiming he had too much editing work 
to do. He did, however, have Doug come in to voice over his 
mistake, calling Valerie "Valerie", instead of Lessa.

On the following day, Thursday, Steve again changed the shooting 
schedule. Rather than risk causing Valerie pain by having her fuck 
Doug too soon, he decided to shoot the Cazamel woods scene. The 
part from the beach, where Lessa watches a nude beauty walk by 
and notices Don's admiration, would have to be shot later, but the 
blow job in the bushes would, he hoped, not be a problem. As he 
expected, Val was eager to film the scene, Doug, of course, had no 
objections to the idea. So, the film crew moved into a wooded area 
behind the studio and set up while Val and Doug were in makeup.

It started with Val leading Doug through the trees and 
undergrowth, giggling and bantering with him on the way. When 
they approached a fallen log, "Sit down here," she said. Doug 
complied and the cute ten year old knelt between his knees. Doug 
was half hard in anticipation. Valerie ducked down and pulled the 
head of his cock into her mouth without using her hands. She 
sucked it into her, lifting up as he grew and rose. She pulled away 
and smiled up at him (a camera was positioned to look down from 
his perspective), "This is for you."

She grasped his shaft with one hand and started sucking again. 
"Oh, you're wonderful," Doug moaned.

He was fully hard now and Val licked the full nine inches of his 
shaft, then took the head again. After two more bobs, she again 
licked him, moving down toward his balls. First she kissed the 
right one, then sucked lightly on the left before opening her mouth 
and taking them both into her mouth. Instinctively, Doug lifted his 
legs slightly in a defensive move as she swished his nuts around, 
holding his cock against his stomach, her eyes laughing up at the 
camera. She released his balls, leaned back and took his cock back 
into her mouth.

Doug was beginning to breathe hard and hump to meet her, the 
muscles in his thighs and stomach tensing. "Do you want to try 
deep throating him?" Steve asked.

Val, her mouth still filled with cock, looked off to the side at Steve. 
Then she rose up and stood, bending over sharply at the waist, 
sticking her ass in the air, putting her hands on Doug's thighs to 
support herself. Then, straightening her back as much as she could, 
swiveling her neck up, she slowly leaned forward. The head and 
the light colored skin behind the hood passed her lips, then another 
inch of his shaft. She stopped.

"Just relax your throat and lean forward honey," Joanne said from 
off camera. "Hold your breath and slide it in."

Valerie looked forward and down, then took a deep breath through 
her nose, and then started to slowly move forward. Inch by inch, 
Doug's cock passed by her lips and disappeared into the preteen's 
face. Doug moaned as he watched his child-lover swallow his 
entire cock, her nose pushing into his dick hair. She stopped, 
holding there, her forehead against his stomach, his balls against 
her chin, then she rocked back and forth just a little, pistoning only 
an inch inside her throat before she pulled back, pulling him 
completely out of her face. She looked up at Doug, "Did you like 
that?" 

"Oh yeah."

Val went back to sucking cock, squatting down, making little 
burping sounds when the vacuum around her lips leaked. Again 
she licked Doug's dick from his balls to the glans, then she twirled 
her tongue around the head before straightening her legs again and 
pushing it deep into her throat. Doug, watching his entire cock 
disappear into Valerie's mouth, groaned, "Oh God, honey, I'm 
going to shoot."

Valerie pulled Doug's cock out and considered it as she jerked him 
with both hands. Doug started to hump strongly, "I'm cumming."

The ten year old clasped her mouth around his cock head and, 
instantly, she was flooded with sperm. She pulled back, still 
jerking him off, her mouth open, and he shot a thick string of 
semen into her face, then another splashed on her cheek and into 
her hair. Again she jammed him into her mouth as his cum 
overflowed, running in a large sheet over her lower lip and down 
her chin. He humped three or four times more into the child's face 
before sinking back.

Valerie looked up, releasing Doug's dick. Her face was covered 
with his semen, drops hung in her hair and on her right eyebrow. 
She smiled and opened her mouth, it was filled with his white 
slime. Val moved her tongue around her teeth and lips, moving the 
goopy jez. She smacked her lips, then laughed, spitting a drop of 
cum which ran down her chin.

"Ooops!" she said, catching it in her hand. She wiped  her chin, 
then, with a sultry look, licked the sperm off her hand, closing her 
mouth and swallowing deeply, working the cum out of her mouth 
and down her throat. Again, she opened her mouth, showing Doug 
that she had swallowed almost his entire load.

Doug reached down and lifted her up, kissing her deeply, smearing 
his cum on his face from hers. She pulled back, smiling, "Good, 
huh?"

"Oh, yeah." Doug lowered his hand, bringing it up between her 
legs.

Val pulled away and stood up. "No, that was for you."

She turned and ran back down the trail in the direction they had 
come.

"Cut!" Steve called. The crew broke into spontaneous applause.