Looking Back
(A “Cum Diaries” Story)

The “Cum Diaries” are occasional fictionalized accounts of stories told to me by my readers, in this case of my short story “Dave's New Job”. That began an ongoing conversation with L&M in Oregon about their experiences.

Part 19

1978

“So, is this your new digs?” Lisa asked from the doorway to the small studio.

Mike looked up from the table where he was examining a number of proof sheets, the photographic results of his afternoon with Mati and Monique and the other two prostitutes. He smiled brightly and beckoned her to enter, giving her a tender kiss when she reached him.

“Yeah, or at least the base of operations for a while,” he replied. “So how did it go today?”

“Oh god, I thought getting land deals through zoning commissions in the states was bureaucratic and slow,” she sighed, flopping down on the battered sofa and dropping a paper bag with handles at her feet, “but these people today are on a whole different level. It will still be at least another week until I get my official permit to fuck...for money anyway.”

“Well, look on the bright side, we can concentrate on making films,” he chuckled, going to a small refrigerator and pulling out a couple of beers, “besides, we still have to do that auction thing. You up for a few photographs? Jan's getting pretty insistent.”

“Oh, yeah, that's while I brought these,” she grinned at him dumping the contents of the bag on the floor at their feet, “I've got a really good idea for the invitation.”

Mike looked at the items on the floor then back at Lisa, a broad smile spreading across his face. When he bent forward to give her a kiss, Lisa responded fiercely, ramming her tongue into his mouth and pulling him down. It only took a few seconds for her to have his pants down around his knees and his cock in her mouth. When he slid his hands down between her legs, he found the panties she was wearing were as drenched as her warm pussy.

The mattress on the floor reeked of Monique and Mati and the other prostitute's cheap perfume, Aimee and their pussy juices, Mike's cum and god knows what else. That made no difference to Lisa as she pushed Mike on his back and straddled his hips. He dragged his cock head through her dripping pussy slit a couple of times before she growled and pushed down. He immediately plunged as deep into her as he could go, thrashing wildly.

Lisa leaned forward with her weight on his chest, grinding her cunt around his throbbing cock. When he reached up to pull and pinch her stiff nipples, she let out a mournful howl, clamping her cunt walls around his dick as her orgasm erupted. Seconds later he flooded her pussy, flailing wildly until his dick deflated and slipped out of her.

For a few moments, they lay cuddled together letting the aftershocks of their orgasms slowly ebb from their bodies. Mike finally propped himself up on one elbow and grinned at her.

“Since you're already naked, why don't I take some of those pictures right now?” he murmured, leaning over to lick her stiff left nipple.

“Sounds good, but let's not forget to use the stuff I brought with me too,” she answered, twirling the tip of his soft cock in two fingers before standing and wiping away the drops of his cum trickling down the inside of her thigh.

“Set out whatever you want on the floor over there and I'll load the cameras. Pietr has a kid in the darkroom who will develop the film and print the proofs while we get some dinner.”

Lisa had forgotten how mesmerizing Mike was when he photographed models. His quiet directions...the soft sound of his voice...the way he moved...and had her move. He had her practically in a trance within minutes...a trance only broken when she realized she was furiously masturbating herself as he stood over her finishing the last of the film in his fourth camera...and Aimee was leaning against the open doorway slowly clapping her hands.

The thirteen year old was wearing a particularly slutty dress, her stiff little nipples two dark spots pushing out against the filmy lime green fabric. The hem, stopping at exactly the point her ass cheeks melded with her thighs, barely covered her pronounced pussy mound with a matching colored lace panties. When she walked over to the mattress, Lisa looked right up between the teen's thighs at those lacy panties with a little darker wet spot. Still naked, Mike smiled at her and continued reloading his cameras.

“That was quite the show,” Aimee grinned down at Lisa who continued to casually finger herself. “Do all his models get that...um...involved?”

“Usually,” Lisa responded with a laugh, “you should give it a try.”

“Oh I intend to...in every way,” the thirteen year old murmured, the wet spot incrementally growing between her thighs, “but I can't right now since I'm on my way to the desk. My father just wanted to know if you have the pictures he asked for yet?”

“We were working on them just now,” Lisa replied and got to her feet, walking over to give Aimee a warm hug, pressing her bare perky tits firmly against the teen's, “but since you're already here, let me know what you think about another idea I had.”

Lisa took Aimee's hand and stepped over to the items she dumped on the floor earlier. She explained to the young girl what she had in mind and even before she was done Aimee was expressing her enthusiastic support, prancing around in her excitement like she really needed to pee. Lisa and Mike both kissed her passionately, groping her damp pussy and panties before she left to get to work.

“I think we need to take some more pictures,” Lisa grinned, fondling Mike's swelling dick, “and then we can decided whether we want to fuck again before or after dinner...or both.”

For the next few days, Lisa found herself with very little to do. She couldn't try working regularly in the brothel since she didn't have her license yet. Jan didn't want her to be in any films until the auction was decided. Mike got occupied doing some other projects and all she could do was occasionally help out behind the scenes. With Aimee at school when not working, and Jan and Anja and Mike seemingly always busy, she didn't even have anyone to play with to pass the time during the day.

She was starting to have second thoughts about making the films, not due to the sex but because the process was so boring. She attended a few sessions where mostly the actors sat around waiting for things to be set up just right to the director's satisfaction...lights...cameras...sound...and everything else. Then the actors would suck or fuck in whatever way the director wanted for a few takes and everything was changed around again. The actors sat around talking or eating or whatever else they did to pass the time until called back to do it all over again. Lisa realized making porn was nowhere near as exotic as she imagined and wondered if she could stand it.

The more she saw of the way these films were made, the more she appreciated the way Mike worked, not as long as the full length features the others made, but much more intimate and intense.

Then he made a short one with Sassa that more than emphasized that point.

As he promised, Jan walked in a few days after his talk with Mike with two young models, Sassa and a freckled redhead who could not have been more than eight years old. Both wore what looked like a standard Catholic school uniform...a pleated blue and tan tartan skirt, ending just above their knees...white blouse...dark blue blazer...and knee high white socks.

Sassa broke away from Jan and rushed over to Mike as soon as she came in the studio. Lisa looked up from examining some proof sheets as he and the eleven year old girl embraced tightly with Mike swinging her around before sharing a passionate open mouthed kiss.

Jan stood in the doorway, grinning brightly still holding the other little girl's hand. Lisa walked over, gave Jan a tender kiss on his cheek and smoothly swiped her hand across the bulge in his trousers before dropping to a knee in front of the girl.

“My aren't you a pretty little one,” Lisa told the girl with a bright smile, “and what's your name?”

“Her name is Evi,” Aimee responded in her stead, coming up next to them and placing one hand on the little girl's head and the other on Lisa's. “She's kind of shy at first and doesn't speak much English yet.”

Aimee was still dressed in her school uniform, much the same as the other girls but with a different color scheme for the skirt. She had the three top buttons of her blouse undone, enough that Lisa could see the top of her lacy bra.

Before anyone could say more, Jan dropped the little girl's hand and announced he needed to take care of some business elsewhere. With that, he leaned forward to kiss the top of the Evi's head then turned to give his daughter a tongue lashing kiss while Aimee gleefully groped his stiff dick through his pants.

Lisa smiled watching them, thrilled she was partially responsible for Aimee and her parents finally having sex together. She wondered how often Jan and his wife now fucked the thirteen year old before turning her attention back to little Evi. The young girl watched Jan and Aimee intently as they kissed and even smiled wanly when Aimee fondled her father's growing bulge.

Lisa took a better look at the eight year old, feeling her pussy twitch a little in anticipation of the filming and photo shoot to come. Evi was about four feet tall and no more than fifty pounds. Her little ass had just the hint of some fullness beneath the loose fitting skirt. Someone braided her less than shoulder length hair into two pigtails, making her look even younger than she actually was.

And the freckles!

They covered her face and arms and legs and everywhere else her skin was visible while fully clothed. Lisa felt another pinch in her pussy just imagining how they looked on the rest of that little girl's body when she was naked...and that time was coming very, very soon.

Mike was only expecting Sassa and had planned a scenario so lewd, Lisa masturbated herself to an orgasm even before he completely finished telling her about it. Little Evi was adding an element that would make the situation even more erotic...and neither one of them even thought about Aimee being present too.

When she heard Mike call them over, Lisa took one of Evi's hands and Aimee took the other to walk closer. He explained to them what he wanted to do, first with Sassa and then with Evi. The film would be done with one take from start to finish for as long as it took, using just one stationary camera on a tripod and another he would hand hold as he moved around. There was also a microphone suspended above the spot where he wanted the girls to stand.

“I have a suggestion,” Aimee piped up when he finished, “I'll stand next to the camera on the tripod and talk to the girls as the filming goes on, give them something to concentrate on besides you moving around.”

“Good idea. It will make it more realistic, especially with another girl's voice barely audible from off camera,” Mike replied with a bright smile. “Start off asking their name and age and such and then just go with whatever seems right. I'll be editing the two sets of film together and can do the same with the sound.”

“I have a question,” Sassa said, smiling sweetly as she looked directly at Mike. “Are me and Evi going to end up naked?”

“Sure,” he answered, “that's the whole idea.”

“Then you should be naked too,” the eleven year old announced, grinning more impishly, “and Lisa and Aimee too.”

“How do you figure that...I'm the one making the movie,” he asked in surprise.

“It will make the movie better if we have something to look at,” Sassa replied, reaching out to brush her hand over his crotch, “especially something we both really like to look at.”

Lisa and Aimee just glanced at each other, giggled and started to strip off their clothes even as Mike just stood with his mouth agape.

“She has a point...fair is fair,” Lisa laughed, dropping her jeans around her ankles then bending forward as she pulled her panties down over her knees, “and if this shoot is half as hot as you described to me, you'll want to be naked by the time you are done filming anyway.”

“Oh...what the hell,” Mike sighed, pulling off his shirt and dropping his jeans and briefs so he was as naked as Aimee and Lisa, his deflated cock dangling beneath his legs above his loose sagging balls.

“Now I'm ready,” Sassa giggled, bending forward to kiss the head of Mike's dick then turning to take her assigned position.

Aimee took up her place next to the stationary camera while Lisa took Evi's hand and sat down on the couch. The little girl immediately climbed up into Lisa's lap. Lisa wrapped her arms around the eight year old, feeling Evi nestle in against her bare tits.

“Now pay attention to what Sassa does,” Lisa whispered into Evi's ear, letting her hands fall to the insides of the little girl's smooth spread thighs, “you're going to do pretty much the same things next.”

Mike stepped behind the tripod to make some final adjustments to the camera, checking the field and slightly sharpening the focus. Aimee reached over and cupped his balls while pinching her left nipple.

“Stop that...not while we're working,” he hissed, pushing her hand away as he picked up the hand held camera and walked over to turn on the sound recorder.

Aimee just giggled then sensually began sucking the fingers with which she held his balls. Despite being cross with the thirteen year old girl, his cock clearly twitched before he turned back to the filming.

“OK, Sassa, look down at the floor and lift your head up and look at Aimee when she starts talking to you. Just answer her questions in a normal tone of voice and keep looking at her regardless of what you may see me doing.”

With that, he gave a hand signal to Aimee and brought the camera up to his eye, beginning to film what later Lisa was sure was one of the most erotic films she ever saw....

….”Hi there little girl, what's your name?” Aimee said softly, her voice barely audible as if speaking from some distance away.

Sassa raised her head and looked right at the camera, smiling angelically.

“Sassa,” she said in a low shy voice, leaning back against the egg shell colored wall while slowly swaying her hips back and forth and twirling her hair in one hand.

“How old are you, Sassa?”

“Eleven...I just turned eleven last month,” Sassa responded running one hand down over the outside of her skirt along her right thigh and the other across her flat chest under her blazer.

“What kind of uniform is that?”

“Catholic school...I'm in the fifth grade,” Sassa murmured, squirming around more while pulling the hem of her skirt upward a little as she rubbed the outside of her left thigh.

“Do you like it...Catholic school?”

“It's OK, but Sister Katrina is always telling us not to do things,” Sassa cooed, slowly removing her blazer, tossing it to the side before brushing a hand across her flat chest.

As she spoke, Sassa kept swaying her hips with one knee crossing over the other before she thrust her pelvis forward a little. Her hands started rubbing both of her nipples through her blouse. She smiled devilishly and undid two of the buttons.

“What does Sister Katrina tell you not to do?” Aimee murmured huskily.

“Sometimes I itch...up here...and down there,” Sassa went on rubbing her flat nipples even harder “but she tells me it's a sin to touch myself or scratch that itch.”

“You can touch yourself there if you want, anywhere you want,” Aimee said softly.

“It feels better without my blouse.” Sassa moaned lowly, sliding her hands up under her shirt to thumb the hard little nubs of her nipples, all that protruded from her nonexistent tits.

“Then take off the blouse and let me see what makes you feel good.”

Sassa grinned wickedly, continuing to sway her hips while occasionally thrusting them out as she slowly unbuttoned her white blouse. With the last button undone, she again slipped her hands up and over her nipples, pinching each of the tiny tips in two fingers. After a moment, she shrugged the shirt off her shoulders and kicked it off to the side to stand topless.

“Your little titties are beautiful,” Aimee cooed.

“It feels so good touching them...pulling them...pinching them,” Sassa whimpered, her eyes closed and her hips thrusting even faster.

“What else does Sister Katrina tell you not to do?” Aimee asked, her own breathing a bit ragged.

“She tells me not to show my panties.”

“Do you like to show your panties?”

“Oh yes. I like it when somebody looks up my dress...when a open my legs or bend over.”

“You can show your panties here if you want. We all want to see them.”

Again, Sassa smiled wickedly then lifted the hem of her skirt up her left side until she exposed the lacy white panties crossing her hip. She kept the hem in her hand and moved it across to her left side, keeping it raised to give the camera a glimpse of the protruding wedge of her crotch with a little silky bow above the almost visible crevice going down between her legs.

“Those are very pretty panties,” Aimee muttered, “can we have a better look at them?”

Sassa smiled and pulled the skirt up under her chin. She reached down with one hand, brushing if down across the front of her panties and continuing down between her thighs. With her other hand she rubbed the tips of her little nipples.

After a moment, she slipped her finger between her now puffy pussy lips through the silky fabric. Her eyes closed and she took in a sharp breath, pulling the panties up so tight they split her pussy lips and disappeared briefly into her smooth bare slit.

Without a word, she unzipped her skirt and let it fall around her ankles. Her breathing became more ragged as she fingered her pussy harder with one hand and pulled her nipples in turn with the other. She looked directly at the camera, grinning wickedly with her tongue outlining her lips standing in just her panties and knee high socks.

She used both hands to pull the panties back up into her pussy slit again, obviously rubbing the fabric against her still hidden clit. She slipped a hand inside the waistband and for the next few minutes fingered herself with her knuckle pumping in and out through the lacy fabric, all the while moaning softly.

Then she pushed the panties down over her thighs far enough to expose her puffy hairless mound completely. She leaned back against the wall, writhing, moaning a little louder and slipping a finger into her cunt as the lacy panties fell down around her ankles.

Her body began to tremble and she cried out when an orgasm began to surge through her body. Her fingers moved faster and faster, one hand pumping in and out of her tight cunt entry, the other roughly massaging her developing clit. She looked directly at the camera, a devilish grin on her face.

Sassa's eyes rolled back in her head, her back arched and she let out a loud groan, slowly sliding down the wall as another orgasm flooded her body. She kept frantically fingering herself until that climax finally ebbed away and she sat whimpering on the floor with her legs spread wide, an unexpectedly large puddle of pussy juices pooling beneath her ass cheeks....

….Lisa watched in awe the way the eleven year old girl brought herself to a mind numbing climax. When her hand finally stopped moving, Mike put the camera down and announced that was a take. His six and a half inch cock was rock hard standing straight out from his body.

Evi was aroused as well. She opened her thighs even more the longer they watched Sassa, pushing Lisa's hand on top of her warm mound then turned and took one of Lisa's nipples into her mouth. Lisa brushed a finger down between the little girl's legs, feeling the damp soft cotton covering the eight year old's warming pussy.

Lisa gasped and slid her free hand into her own cunt when she looked down to see the tigers and lions and bears imprinted on Evi's panties. Evi pulled the soft material to the side and pressed Lisa's fingers into her warm slit and the tight little hole leading deeper into her welcoming cunt.

Aimee flopped down on the floor, looking through her raised spread knees at Evi and Lisa as she furiously finger fucked herself. Mike stood over the thirteen year old for a few seconds, stroking himself while watching her play with her pussy and pinch her nipples. He turned and stepped in front of Lisa and Evi, grinning devilishly.

Lisa knew that look. She smiled back at him, slumped back on the sofa with her legs spread wide and pulled Evi back so the little girl was practically laying on her back on Lisa's chest and stomach.

Mike knelt, reaching up to take Evi's hips and adjust her position just a little, enough that the little girl's still hidden pussy slit lined up directly above Lisa's. He leaned forward, inhaling the aroma wafting to his nose from both their aroused cunts. Lisa slipped her hands under Evi's blouse, thumbing the tiny nubs of her undeveloped nipples as Mike slowly pulled the eight year old's panties down over her hips.

For a few moments he just stared at the sight of those two pussies lined up in front of him...one tight and smooth and totally hairless...the other puffy, gaping and drizzling watery juices. Then he bent forward and licked them both very slowly a few times, starting at Lisa's asshole and ending at Evi's clit.

Evi shuddered the second time Mike's tongue split her tight pussy lips, squirming around so that they gaped open far enough he could see the bright pink inner flesh and dark inviting hole leading to the deepest recesses of her cunt. Mike rose up far enough he could drag the head of his cock up and down in both of their pussy slits, smearing some of his precum inside both of those warm wet crevices.

When he looked up at Lisa, she smiled wickedly, spread the little girl's pussy lips even further with her fingers and nodded her head. Mike quickly pushed his cock into Lisa's cunt, thrusting three times hard and deep, coating that hard shaft with her pussy juices. As he pulled out, Lisa reached down, wrapped her fingers around his dick and guided it to Evi's waiting hole.

Evi smiled and pushed her hips up toward his dick, taking half of the throbbing head between her warm lips. For a few seconds that seemed like an hour, he held still, feeling Evi's pussy lips pulsing against the tip of his cock.

When slowly he pressed forward. Evi squirmed and let out a soft cry, stopping him again for a few seconds with his six and a half inch dick about half way inside her eight year old cunt. It was far too late for him to stop by then. His cum was beginning to surge up from his balls to erupt inside Evi, her cunt walls clamped around his cock the tightest he could ever recall.

He plunged the rest of the way into the little girl's pussy quickly, thrusting twice before his sperm exploded from the head of his cock to more than fill her small tight cunt. Four or five more spasms pumped from his cock as he continued pouring his warm spunk deep in the young girl's vise like pussy. With the last burst, he sank to his his knees and sat back on his heels, a steady stream of his creamy cum oozing from the eight year old's pussy and down through Lisa's gaping slit.

“I think I got it all, at least from when you started licking their pussies,” they heard Aimee say gleefully from off to one side.

Mike turned his head to see Aimee had positioned the camera to take in everything that happened in the last few minutes. He looked back at the warm creamy sperm still seeping from Evi's swollen pussy. He immediately jumped up, grabbed the hand held camera and started shooting a close up. Lisa reached down, smearing some of that warm cum on her fingertips and began rubbing the gooey jism on both Evi's, and her own, clit.

Evi cried out and writhed against Lisa's fingers. Soon both of them were cumming, flailing and moaning as their mutual orgasms coursed through their bodies. Aimee kept the stationary camera pointed at them while Mike filmed up very close until Lisa and Evi both slumped back grinning happily.

As they came down from their frenetic orgasms, Sassa sat leaning against the wall, smiling brightly and clapping her hands slowly.

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