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Thursday, April 03, 2014

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Filename: messes.txt
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story_codes: MMMM+, mmmm/gggg(5), first, semi-cons, cons

story_intro: It seems like a fairly straightforward day for Jim and his cohorts. They are to make a hardcore video featuring four little girls getting their cherries popped. When the girls arrive, they are very curious about all of these new things and offer their own takes on the action.

story_language: English




Messes

Written by madvlad


	"They're here," one of the guys announced.

	Jim looked up from his computer, his cock hardening at the prospect of the cute little packages about to be delivered. It was so easy to make children disappear from the state custody rolls and there were enough civil servants in Family Services who were willing to alter records in exchange for some extra cash.

	Today was just a rental - a quartet of five year-olds from one of the children's centers who were about to learn what little girls were good for while being videoed. Jim had been shown files of various girls, complete with facial photographs and their personal backgrounds. 

	Aside from being photogenic, he wanted all virgins so the drippy little details of their first defilement would be caught in the movie. He had rejected a few comely tykes because they had already lost their cherries to family members, neighbors, or whoever. Not that he wouldn't use them for other videos, but today's action was to be for first-timers.

	Having memorized them all, Jim mentally ticked off their names. Bailey was first into the room, happily skipping and making her pageboy-cut mop of light brown hair bounce in response. Kayla's hair was longer and darker in shade, contrasting well with Hannah's blonde locks as the girls walked in together. Bringing up the rear was Christine, a delicate little thing with porcelain skin, light blue eyes, and a cascade of dark curls that hung well past her shoulders. 

	"Guys," Jim said to the other men. "Why don't you wait in the room while we get our young starlets ready for their debut?"

	Everyone left but Jim and Paul, his partner. 

	"What's a starlet?" Kayla asked.

	"It's like a star, but with a lot more twinkles," Bailey said with an air of authority. 

	Jim grinned - Bailey's profile had notes about the girl's very outgoing personality. She could be a lot of fun while getting jammed with cocks at each end.

	"Yeah, and starlet rhymes with harlot," Paul added with a grin.

	"What's a harlot?" queried Hannah while Christine shyly nibbled on a thumb.

	"I know that one," Bailey quickly announced. "It a big, loud bike like my mommy's boyfriend rides. You don't need pedals 'cause it has a motor on it. And it has a really long name - Harlot Davey's Son."
"Very good," Jim said after choking down a laugh. 

	Seeing how the other three girls silently regarded Bailey as their new leader, Jim focused his attention on her. 

	"Today, we're going to make a movie and you girls get to be in it with the men you saw and some boys who are thirteen or so," he started.

	"Since starlets twinkle a lot, can I sing 'Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star' in the movie?" Hannah asked. 

	"Sure, if you want to," Paul replied. "We'll probably have you singing a different tune by the time we're done, though."

	"I like learning new songs!" Hannah gushed. 

	"I'll sing 'Mary Had a Little Lamb'," Bailey piped up.

	"How about a version called 'Bailey Had a Big Cock'?" Jim countered.

	"I like that one - it must be about me!"

	"It certainly will be. Do you know what a cock is?"

	Bailey started to reply, but was at a loss (for once) to explain what a new word meant. Reluctantly, she shook her head.

	"No problem," Jim replied easily. "I'll teach you all about cocks. And your friends can watch and learn from you. But you'll need to take your clothes off first so the cock will come out."

	Jim and Paul exchanged a quick look. This would be the first indication of how the girls would react. They were at the age where they could either be still unconcerned about being seen in the nude or could be aware of a need for 'proper' decency.

	Jim had apparently played on Bailey's sense of importance by selecting her first. She had shrugged off the red coverall dress she was wearing, followed by the purple shirt when she noticed how the two men were looking at her. Her thumbs were hooked in the waistband of her panties when she stopped and gave Jim a suspicious look.

	"Are you a child messer?" she asked.

	"A what?" Jim asked, just before realizing she meant child molester.

	"A child messer."

	"What's a child messer?" Kayla asked, suddenly concerned.

	Bailey turned to the other girls and lectured them.

	"A child messer is a man who touches little girls all over. Even where their panties are!"

	"Why?" a curious Hannah wanted to know.

	"It's a grown-up thing," Bailey explained. "They really like to touch where the panties are, but also everywhere else. I think it's to make sure we took a bath."

	"I think Cynthia McGrath has to see a child messer a lot because she sometimes pees in her panties and needs to be washed," Kayla noted solemnly.

	Jim knew who Cynthia was. She might have been here today if she hadn't been gang banged on several occasions by her older brother and his friends and now lacked this afternoon's requisite hymen. But even if he wanted to mention her, he couldn't fit a word in between the Bailey's, Kayla's, and Hannah's chattering. Only Christine remained silent until she finally spoke up in a small, lilting voice.

	"Dr. Green is a child messer," she reported, referring to the child psychologist on staff at the children's center where this group was living at the time. 

	This caught Jim by surprise. Stephen Green seemed like an officious prig who acted like he and he alone knew what was best for each child. But now it looked like he was sampling the goods, too. It was nice information to have.

	"How do you know?" Bailey asked.

	"When I had to see him and tell him about my feelings and stuff, he put his hands in my panties and rubbed my pee-pee."

	Hannah was aghast.

	"Christine!" she whispered fiercely. "Don't say pee-pee - that's a baby word! The grown-up word is kitty."

	"Oh," Christine replied, her cheeks turning pink with embarrassment at her faux pas. 

	She turned to face the others and took a deep breath before revising her tale.

	"He put his hands in my panties and rubbed my kitty," she recited as Hannah nodded in approval at her more mature terminology.

	"What was that like?" asked Kayla.

	"Okay, I guess. But I think Dr. Green didn't feel good. His face was all red and he breathed loud. I asked him why he was touching my pee...my kitty and he said he could because he went to college and had lots of pieces of paper on his wall."

	"What's college?" Hannah asked, but Christine only shrugged.

	"It's a school where kids go when they are really old and kind of like grown-ups," Bailey interjected. "That's where they learn to be child messers."

	"Did you go to college?" Kayla asked Jim.

	"Oh yeah," he replied. "Harvard School of Pedophilia."

	"Okay," Bailey said, satisfied.

	With no further delay, she slid her panties down. They were tangled around her sneakers, so she sat on the floor and pulled her shoes and socks off and then her panties. Jim and Paul were treated to the sight of her plump, hairless twat as she kept repositioning her legs as she finished disrobing. Then she stood up and faced Jim, planting her hands on her curveless hips.

	"I want to see the cock now."

	"You got it, Sweetheart," he said as he unzipped his fly.

	Four pairs of small eyes grew large at the sight of a man's hard meat. Three of the girls had never seen such a thing, but Bailey nodded in understanding.

	"Ohh," she drawled. "So that's called a cock. Bull has one."

	"Who's Bull?" Paul asked.

	"That's my mommy's boyfriend. He rides a Harlot Davey's Son and he has a cock too. He got a boo-boo on it once 'cause I saw my mommy kissing it."

	"Would you like to kiss my cock?"

	"Does it have a boo-boo?"

	"No, but getting it kissed makes it feel better anyway."

	Bailey thought that was just fine and peppered Jim's prick with light, feathery kisses. The girls giggled at how Jim's cock jumped when she did so. 

	"Can I try?" Hannah asked.

	"Me too!" Kayla cried.

	Christine didn't say anything, but stepped closer while keeping her eyes locked on Jim's member. Bailey turned to the others and held a finger up.

	"You have to be all naked to kiss a cock," she explained, clearly exasperated that the others didn't know these rules. 

	As the girls quickly got undressed, Jim got Bailey to progress from kissing to licking. The five year-old's delicate little tongue swept along the length of his shaft, leaving a trail of spit. Once she had covered him with saliva, he maneuvered her head in front of him and carefully pressed his glans between the soft lips of her mouth. 

	The other girls watched in rapt attention as a wide-eyed Bailey learned to suck cock. Her mouth flexed as she slowly bobbed her head back and forth, orally caressing nearly half of Jim's prick. He guided her hands to his dick. With her small fingers holding his member in place, Bailey was able to increase the power and speed of her first blowjob. The sensation of her soft hands and wetly luscious mouth quickly brought Jim near the breaking point. Seeing the little girl's sweet face stuffed with his meat while she stared at him set him over the edge.

	Surprised, Bailey coughed and pulled her head back as she got her first taste of semen, the rest of Jim's load landed on her face and torso. The other girls squealed in surprise and Bailey was no less shocked than they were.

	"That's called cumming," Jim explained. "That's what happens when a little girl makes a man's cock feel good."

	"I wanna make you go cumming!" Kayla said. "My turn!"

	"Aw, your cock fell down," Hannah observed as she noticed Jim's wilting prick.

	"If you use your mouths, you can fix it," suggested Jim.

	He was immediately set upon by both Hannah and Kayla who hungrily put their mouths on his dick. A few minutes later, the tots were cooing as his cock hardened again. Both girls remained in place, sharing Jim's meat between their busy young mouths.

	Paul approached Christine, brandishing his erection.

	"Here's one for you," he offered.

	Christine managed a shy smile before she timidly extended her tongue to taste her first prick.

	"I suppose we should get the others in here and get the cameras rolling," Jim said to Paul while Kayla and Hannah devoured his prick, their lack of skill offset by their curiosity and enthusiasm.

	Paul had just guided Christine's mouth onto his cock head and jerked his head toward the door leading to the next room. Jim turned to see Bailey walking to the door, her tiny buttocks bobbing as she moved. She opened the door and stepped into the other room.

	The men were playing cards when they saw the naked, cum-splattered five year-old enter.

	"We need more child messers," she announced. "If you went to college and know how to be child messers, come here. And if your cocks fell down, we can make them hard 'cause we're experts."

	Chairs scraped against the floor as the men hurriedly abandoned their game and followed Bailey back into the first room. As he watched the Bailey-led parade, Paul looked at Jim.

	"How does it feel to no longer be in charge?" he asked with a smirk.

	The cameras were running, capturing the scene as naked little girls stood before grown men, orally serving them. Close-ups showed details of small hands grasping the thick-veined members while plump red lips sealed around the meat and slid back and forth from the heads down further. None of the girls were ready to take the men down their throats, but they worked their little mouths furiously, receiving gooey rewards for their efforts. 

	They did their best to swallow, but also got sprayed every where else when their partners pulled out in mid-cum. Christine's dark curls were festooned with pearly drops of cum while Hannah's nose always seemed collect a heavy smear of the stuff. After getting a cum bath on her chest, Kayla rubbed it all over as she was told. Her tiny pink nipples stiffened and gleamed beneath a thin, milky layer of semen. 

	Bailey held court, as of course she would. While sucking one prick, there were two or three others in the camera frame, waiting their turn. She swallowed in big gulps and might have been able to eat all of the jism she was given. But every man made sure to yank his prick from her greedy mouth and give another part of her face or body a whitewash. 

	Once finished, she would grin and look at the other cocks like choosing from a buffet line. When she selected her next, she grasped it in her hands while enclosing the head in the wet, plush recesses of her little mouth before commencing with new suction. 

	Jim came around again and Bailey was put off by the fact that he wasn't getting erect quickly enough for her. When she asked him why he wasn't cooperating, he scooped her up in his arms and told her he needed a longer break. But in the mean time, there were other things to do. Bailey made a sour face when Jim dropped her onto one of several beds on one side of the room.

	"I don't wanna take a nap," she groused as one of the cameras was brought closer.

	"Don't worry, I don't think you'll fall asleep," Jim assured her as his finger grazed the hairless surface of the five year-old's pussy.

	Bailey had a pleasingly fat little pussy tucked between her young thighs. Her mound had appeared quite full when she had earlier stripped to her panties and now the naked thing fulfilled all of its earlier promise. The child shifted her hips as a finger slid between the tiny round labia while the other digits caressed her soft mound. 

	Bailey spread her legs wider and sat up to watch. By her standards, Jim was a very good child messer because her kitty was happy enough to purr (if little girl kitties could purr like kitty cats). Then Jim nuzzled his way into her crotch and swept over her cunt with his tongue. 

	Bailey fell back onto the mattress as she was eaten. Now Jim was nibbling her cunny flesh while digging at her hole with his tongue. A tiny button of flesh at the top of her slit became erect and Bailey was speechless as her bald cunt was enticingly ravaged by the man's mouth. Silently, Bailey though he must have gotten straight A's in college.

	Jim attacked the child's pliant twat with vigor. Her baby-plump cunt flesh compressed beautifully between his lips and teeth. After several minutes of munching, she began to produce some juice, flavoring Jim's snack perfectly. Bailey's exhalations were punctuated with harsh explosions as her pussy revved with arousal.

	By now, the other three girls had also been bedded with cameras capturing the oral attacks between their flailing little legs. Hannah was whining anxiously as her snatch poured her nectar over her man's tongue. While her clitty was being sucked, Kayla writhed on the bed, arching her back and raising her sweaty chest and tummy in the air and displaying her cum-coated nipples to the camera. 

	Christine was silent, her heaving chest the only sign of life while her legs were draped limply over her man's shoulders while she stared open-mouthed at the ceiling. But when she came, she produced a surprisingly loud grunt for such a tiny girl. Having already cum and now receiving her second pussy-eating lover, Kayla her head to look at Christine in the next bed.

	"Did your kitty do something fun, too?"

	"Yes," Christine replied weakly. "Child messers must do lots of college to get those pretty papers on the wall like Dr. Green has."

	Over the next hour, the rented tots received post-graduate training, squirming and moaning in high voices as their cuntlets quivered and drained with repeated climaxes. As per Jim's plan, it left them relaxed and ready for the next stage of entertainment.

	A quartet of thirteen year-old boys came in, their adolescent dicks hard and ready. The sight of little bald twats gleaming with spit and their own juices made the boy's cocks twitch. Jim didn't want to risk injuring the girls, so the young teen boys were a perfect solution - cocks that weren't too large but would also regain their hardness quickly thanks to the raging hormones of that age.

	"Hi, my name's Hannah," Hannah was one boy crawled on top of her.

	"Hey," the boy said, more intent on sinking his prick into a wet pussy than he was in conversation.

	"Did you go to college?" she asked as he lined his cock up to her quim.

	That stopped the boy.

	"Huh? No, I'm only thirteen."

	"But how can you be a child messer if you didn't go to college?"

	The other boys were confounded as Bailey and Kayla overheard this and asked their boys the same thing. Christine didn't say anything but gave her partner a questioning look that clearly stated her concern about his qualifications.

	At least one camera shook for a moment as the men tried to contain their laughter. Seeing Jim nearly doubled over as he shook with mirth, Paul stepped into to save the day.

	"Don't worry, girls. These boys are in, uh, Advanced Placement classes so they can get college credit now."

	Even if not completely understood, that explanation sounded sufficiently important to satisfy the girls. The boys continued to get themselves in place.

	Bailey craned her neck and watched as her hairless vulva bulged as the head of the boy's dick wedged in and pressed against her inner labia. She thought it was fascinating, but was still worried about his lack of college experience.

	"Your cock is in my kitty," she informed him, in case he didn't know what he was doing.

	"Yeah, but not enough," he breathed harshly as he gave a sharp shove.

	Bailey cried out as her virgin membrane tore. Hannah's scream was higher pitched when her cherry was shredded. When her maidenhead gave way, Kayla whined and clutched at the bed sheet, clawing it and bunching it in her hands as she felt the hardness sink into her. Christine made a low, pained "ooooh" when her virgin cuntlet was unsealed and penetrated. 

	Now skewered in their pretty little cunts, the kindergartners were pinned to their beds while the boys began to copulate with them. The camera's zoomed in on each one, taking in the luscious details of tiny bald cunts stretched and leaking a little blood around the hard teen cocks that were pounding them.

	The hurt sounds faded to low moans or nothing at all, replaced by the wet slapping noises of dicks slamming in and out of slick, five year-old twats. The boy inside Kayla came first, making the little girl quiver as he seeded her undeveloped womb. The others soon followed, inseminating the tykes with heavy loads of adolescent sperm that would find no ready eggs waiting for them.

	Within five minutes, the boys were ready again. Changing beds, they quickly resumed their eager work, filling the little girl's slippery baby tunnels with hard cock before making them overflow with more jism.

	"Turn 'em over," Jim directed after the second round of kiddy-fucking was over.

	The girls were placed on their hands and knees, their snatches draining the sex fluids down the smoothness of their sturdy little thighs. After switching beds again, the boys knelt behind the girls and reamed their gooey cunts with more cock. A man approached the edge of each bed with an erect cock aimed at each girl's face. 

	The doggy-style fucked tots knew what this meant and opened their mouths to receive their new helping of man meat. As he stood away from the action, Jim's dick became painfully hard as he watched the compact little bodies of the girls swaying and jerking as they were each double-fucked from the front and back. He also enjoyed watching the swell of the gorgeously rounded young rumps - there would be other opportunities to enjoy those treats some other day. It didn't take much to imagine how those little ass cheeks would jiggle while the tiny assholes got reamed.

	The girls' throats flexed as they swallowed man cum while more teen jism surged into their over-filled pussies. The boys switched one more time from behind as another four men took their turn sinking their shafts into the sweet little faces of Bailey and her friends.

	Jim watched Bailey carefully, waiting for this current round to end. He would take her in the final pairing, this time only with four men and four girls. The tired but happy boys, having each had a turn cumming in each girl, stepped away from the beds as Jim, Paul, and two others rolled their respective girls onto their backs. After repeated cums and prolonged pounding with the young teens, the five year-olds' pussies should have been temporarily stretched and loose enough to make a full-grown man's cock. There was only one way to tell for sure.

	Bailey whined as her fuck-lubed snatch stretched even further as Jim pressed into it. She felt as if everything in her lower belly was being pushed upward and outward as her pussy was forced to expand. Jim was careful as he sank his shaft into the child, letting her sex tube slowly adjust to his cock. At last the barrier of her cervix was reached. Looking at Bailey's crotch where her normally chubby mons was pulled thinly around his prick, Jim saw that the she had taken about half of him inside of her. 

	Around him, Jim could hear the groans and whimpers of the other little girls as their kindergarten cunnies were plugged full of cock. Satisfied that all was going to plan, Jim slowly fucked Bailey. The five year-old's slippery twat compressed around his member from all sides as he moved in and out. The inward push made her cunt squelch lewdly as fluids were forced from it. While pulling out, the tyke's quim grasped at Jim's meat, creating a vacuum that tried to resist his movement. Although tempted to hammer Bailey good and hard, Jim kept his pace to avoid injuring her. 

	With her pussy so tightly filled, Kayla's clitty was pushed up, wet and red. The man with his cock wedged inside her reached down and rubbed her button with no remorse, setting the tot to a squealing fit as she as came, the force of her climax amplified by the hard member already straining her tiny snatch.

	The others were subjected to the same. Hannah's feet batted against her man's ribs as her body shook in orgasm. Bailey was screeching and flailing her head before Jim punctuated her climax with a load from his balls. 

	There was no loud grunt from Christine this time - just something that sounded like quiet hiccups while her eyelids fluttered while Paul made her cum. But on the inside, her cunny walls convulsed wildly. Paul kept up his rhythm, spearing the steamy, meaty vice of the child's cuntlet until he slammed her womb with one last generous wad of semen. After he popped his cock out, the girl's pussy lips snapped shut and her little mound resumed its dainty shape although the outer labia would remain red and swollen for a while longer.

	None of the exhausted girls tried to move when they were left on the beds. Even Bailey, who had earlier stated her defiance at a nap, did nothing to fight the sleep that took hold. The video cameras panned each girl, taking in their cum-stained bodies and the bald little cunts oozing fuck juice. Then the men left, leaving the girls to their hard-earned rest.

	Two hours later, they were stirring. It was long before each girl had a hand on her throbbing twat, pressing or rubbing at the soreness that remained. Despite the discomfort, each of them wondered when they might get the chance to do this again. Gradually, they gathered around Bailey's bed. 

	Hannah carefully spread her mound and made a soft noise when more of the trapped semen trickled out. They looked at each other, seeing the dried remains of sex fluids all over themselves and each other. As in Hannah's case, all of them were still sticky where the thick goo was caked on their cunnies and thighs. Bailey looked thoughtfully at her friends before looking down at her own well-used snatch. She put a finger in her slit and pulled it out covered with semen. A stubborn thread of fuck juice hung between her finger and her cleft. After another moment of consideration, she made a final declaration for the day.

	"They're called child messers because they're very messy."




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