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Feature Writer: Amandablonde
Feature Title: ALLY’S LUST-ADICTED MOM 2
Edited & Extended: Regis
Published: 12.01.2025
Author’s Notes: This is a work of fiction, containing both graphic sexual descriptions and language. If you are a minor or if this is illegal in your area you must leave this page immediately. Under the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
Synopsis: Amanda is, in this story, a professional photographer, whose business is built around her ability as an accomplished child pornographer. She has a studio in L.A. that is perfectly private, where anything is possible, and she lures mothers with young daughters who might want a few somewhat risqué photos of the little darlings, for their private collection, and to remind the little girls of their growing desires once they have matured and gained experience with men. She has a crew of five, which includes a male and two female adult photographers, and two teenage girls who are adept at videography. The male photographer is also a professional stud, with a very impressive set of male equipment, that he proudly refers to as his undercarriage, comprised of a massive cock and a large pair of swinging testicles. He has the skill to make his penis work wonders on the daughters of women who, bit by bit, agree to progressive exposure of their little darlings, moving along to the male photographer undressing, to stand beside them, and then to lay his erection beside her little vagina. As the photos are taken, more and more is shown, the man’s penis becomes more active, until the mother gives permission for it to be inserted into the virgin cuntlet of her child, and then the naked little girl is aggressively raped. At this point things are just getting started.
Ally’s Lust-Addicted Mom 2
That night we looked over Ally’s clothes, and some of my lingerie, and decided to shop in the morning. Amanda had mentioned a great place to find what we were looking for, and it turned out to be perfect. It carried a full range of the things my company stocked, but these were all in little girl sizes.
Most of the products it carried were more than a little revealing, designed for little girls, and I was surprised to see they catered to girls as young as five. They also had on display some particularly stimulating sex toys and insertion objects that I thought only adult women might use, but here they were.
The company I worked for, Naughty Nities, had nothing in these sizes. I’d have to recommend we make some additions. With the tiny tots they were providing micro garments for, there were things about today’s society I had yet to fully comprehend, but it would be wise for my company to get ahead of the curve.
We purchased a couple of small dresses for Ally, with particularly short skirts, and blouses that were worn loose, and of course some very attractive lingerie, with lots to choose from in Ally’s size. We also bought sheer slips, tiny bras, camisoles, sheer lacy panties, both regular, lace and open-legged in pink, beige and white, including an open crotch pair, just to be quite naughty.
In addition to those, I bought her some erotic sheer stockings her size and also a couple of child-sized garter belts. I also found a beautiful red pair of small-sized adult-style spike heels she could wear. They had 3.5-inch heels, which in her size was the equivalent of 5-inch heels.
She looked amazing in those spikes, nylons and garter belt with her shapely legs. When I had her put them on before the panties, she protested again about the photo shoot and people seeing more of her than she liked. I reminded her that she didn’t mind wearing her bikini at the beach, with her cunnie outlined.
I knew better than to mention her skimpy gymnast outfits she happily wore to perform in front of an audience, which at best, in the modern style, was quite immodest form-fitting and high-cut attire. In those her puffy cameltoe was prominent for all to admire, and at the competitions I regularly saw people’s eyes glued to her barely hidden sex organ.
She always seemed to be comfortable in a bathing suit, which everybody wore in public. I told her she would be glad when she grew up to have the photos we would get, both to enjoy herself and to share with her family, as she is only ten years old once, and I reassured her again that she would make a great child model with her wonderful fit body.
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We arrived at Amanda’s studio with her new costumes carried discretely in a pair of travel bags. Sue answered the door, escorted us in, seated us, and soon Amanda appeared. She sorted through the clothing that we brought, and nodded approval, especially at our lingerie choices.
Then she introduced us to another female assistant, as well as one of her male helpers, Carol and Karl. Amanda said the two women would pose Ally, and the man, Karl would help with the lighting and also some of the camera work. “Sometimes it’s handy to have a man around,” she said, winking.
Amanda mentioned she had another male helper, Steve, who also did some camera work and some editing. He was not present but had said he might pop in later, to see if he could be of some help. “You never know when some extra help will come in handy.”
I could see Ally was nervous with all these people, especially the two men in the studio. Amanda was very understanding and reassured her that the men were there because they were needed and that both were very experienced and were totally professional. Besides, Steve wasn’t even there yet.
The female assistants put some makeup on Ally, did her eyes, glued on amazing false eyelashes, added some bright red lipstick, adjusted her hair, and then took her behind a dressing screen and worked with her on clothing. I couldn’t see what they did, but they soon had Ally giggling.
The men busied themselves with the camera and the lighting, the painted backdrop, the placement of a sofa and some props. At last, everyone was ready, and they posed Ally, now in a short black dress, with her beautiful red spike heels on, perfectly matching the color of her lipstick, and she was either standing or seated in various positions, as the shooting began.
They did several shots, the woman bit by bit raising her dress to expose more and more of my daughter’s shapely legs and thighs. Ally had some mixed feelings about that. Next were some shots with her shorter skirts and sexy low blouses I had selected, to expose her bare shoulder and some of her upper chest.
When the woman wanted to expose even more leg, so as to show all of her sheer stockings and straps of her garter belt, Ally blushed, protesting and looking with her pleading eyes for me to intervene. Sensing Ally’s growing humiliation and embarrassment, Amanda halted the shoot to chat with her.
Everyone took a short break until Ally was relaxed again and shooting could be resumed. This time they were chattier, and the girls were posing her more suggestively, getting her to giggle with them, while showing her lovely stocking-clad legs up to and including her sheer panties.
I noticed that with the lighting they were sheer enough that it was possible for the cameras to get a good view of her pretty child cunt through them. Ally was blissfully unaware of what the cameras could see and was more cooperative than I thought she would be with the increased exposure.
Then Amanda said it was time to do some lingerie shots, so Ally was taken behind the screen again, and now they put on her a sheer beige skin-colored camisole top. She also wore a sheer lacy half-slip with her tiny nylon panties visible, still with sheer stockings and a garter belt.
Ally was blushing again when she became aware of the men looking at her, but I kept reassuring her with my smile that they were all professionals. As she was being posed in her lingerie, I found my heart pounding. My innocent youngster was looking incredibly sexy.
Even though she was only ten years old and was my daughter, I was becoming sexually aroused by the highly erotic interaction that grew as it played out before me. Amanda continued shooting as more and more of Ally’s small beautifully sexy body was exposed to the cameras,
The knowledgeable female photographer quietly expressed pleasure with what she was capturing, purposefully speaking loud enough that Ally could hear what she said. Her job at this stage was to not only capture great images but to coddle her subject to ensure she would continue to pose and to go further.
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The girls managed to make Ally look incredibly erotic as they posed my child with her lean legs spread to show her pretty if thin tiny panties, and with her camisole continually lowered at the neck, beginning to expose her budding nipples. Amanda and Karl’s cameras were busy capturing my sweetie.
They continued to advance the immodest exposure and were soon getting pictures of her with her slip pulled above her waist and below her ribcage so that it covered nothing. Even the dimple of her navel in her slightly rounded tummy was fully revealed, and I had to admit looked quite sexy.
I watched the camera’s screen as Amanda checked a close-up of my child’s groin, and was impressed at how cute her barely hidden ten-year-old cunt was, and how well the camera lens could see the naughty pinkness of her sex organ peeking through the insignificant thin and nearly transparent fabric.
This photo session was working far better than I had expected, and I was pleased. Despite her professional venire as she worked, the distinguished photographer was as much a child cunt fan as I was, and I knew we’d have to get many more and more revealing images of that delightful little girl sex organ to satisfy us both.
The sheer see-through panties we’d bought failed to hide the plump, pink lips of her pretty child-cunt, or its prominent slit, as I knew would be the case, but thankfully Ally couldn’t see that. The women took her behind the screen again, and they soon had her changed into pink lingerie.
Ally now wore a half-slip, a pair of transparent hide-nothing panties and a camisole, this one even more sheer than the beige one that it replaced. From every angle, my little girl was now completely naked, and enormously appealing to see in her new highly transparent outfit.
This time the minuscule panties they chose to put on her had a sheer plastic strip over her pubes, a clear cunt cover, hiding nothing of her pretty cuntlet, and the view they provided was very arousing. As I looked, my eyes wide, I could see the lady, while behind the screen, had applied lipstick to her sex organ!
Her little pink inner lips, now with the bright red makeup along their flared edges to highlight them, were spread as they pressed against the clear plastic, fully revealing the moist meat of her vestibule, and her urethra’s swollen little dented bud of a piss-slit most enticingly. Ally was a gorgeous little cunt!
Just as the woman wanted to put her in further erotic poses, Ally looked at me embarrassed and humiliated for guidance. She was torn between what I was so agreeably allowing and what her teachers at school had taught her was just wrong. My little girl was confused.
I couldn’t understand how young school teachers, most of them not yet mothers, thought they had the right to impose their standards on the children in their care. It was invasive of them, to say the least, to impose their moral standards on my little girl’s blooming sexuality. I could not remember ever teaching Ally anything about a false sense of modesty.
Her body was her own, and she had a wonderful female form that should only inspire pride. Since we practiced no false modesty when we were at home alone and naked together, I was certain it was those prudish school teachers in their early twenties who were the source of my child’s confusion.
With a reassuring smile, I comforted her with the statement that the crew was doing a great job, getting some amazing photos, which even as an outside observer I could see was completely true. I also pointed out that they were not infringing too much on her shyness, so it was all right for them to continue.
They were indeed professionals, and without any sense of force, they continued to gently encourage my gorgeous little girl to push her boundaries. To do so was, I noticed, a fun thing to do, and she was getting more and more comfortable with her growing exposure to the cameras.
I told her I approved of what was going on and was genuinely interested in seeing what would develop with her in the hands of these consummate professionals. Knowing I had her trust, I further promised her everything would be fine. I thought this was true, while I realised it would be incredibly exciting if it were not.
I didn’t know these people at all, but had placed full trust in them. They were Amanda’s charges. What if they went too far, and pulled me along with them, encouraging unacceptable conduct by my little girl, with her thinking they had my approval? How far would they go, having an encouraging mother present? What limits did any of them have? I couldn’t wait to find out.
THE END OF CHAPTER TWO