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Feature Writer: Amandablonde
Feature Title: ALLY’S LUST-ADICTED MOM 19
Edited & Extended: Regis
Published: 29.01.2025
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 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, standing 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 19
\She pulled the naked little German girl up in the bed and spread her buttocks wide.
“I always have my staff flush kids before I play with them, because I’ve learned doing what I do, that little girls are full of shit. They’ve got to be thoroughly anally cleaned, or I wouldn’t be able to do this.”
She used her thumbs to spread the child’s buttocks, and her mouth went directly to the naked little girl’s puckered bulb of a rectum.
“I love chewing, sucking on and probing a little girl‘s tight little rectum, using my curled tongue to bugger a naked girl’s thoroughly cleaned anus ring!”
That is exactly what she began doing. I moved in on Hannah’s pretty little cuntlet and gave it intimate oral attention. She had been bathed in preparation for our little party, and her sex meat tasted fresh and salty-sweet. My tongue probed her inside her spread vaginal vestibule and quickly confirmed our squealing little beauty was a virgin.
“Wouldn’t it be fun to pluck her cherry!” I said with a naughty smile, “After all, cherries are for plucking.”
I had heard there were videos of little girls being deflowered but had never seen one, and had certainly never been involved in such an intimate and irreversible operation, except of course for approving and participating in Ally’s deflowering at Amanda’s L.A. studio.
With that Amanda reached over to her dresser drawer and pulled out a double dildo, a very long one, designed for women to mount with a broad penis head on either end. Because I had no intimate girlfriends, I had never tried one of those. I watched Amanda lift a leg, spread her lovely lust-engorged cunt and press one end into herself. Her intentions for me were clear.
“I’m sure you know these are not to be ridden alone.”
She rolled onto her side, and I got between her legs, my legs spread and presented my cunt to the offered end of the device planted in hers. My cuntlips were dampened with my natural moisture, making it easy for me to insert it into myself.
It was extra-long, and when it was fully into us both, there were still four inches of its length unused. I grasped Amanda’s hips, and she grasped mine so that we were able to pull ourselves firmly together. She locked her ankles over my upper shoulder and suggested I do the same to her.
She started a rolling bucking action, and I joined in. We were fucking each other with passion, and it was, up to that point, beautiful. Amanda abruptly thrust her hips hard and held them, pushing the dildo hard into me, and with extra grip, pushed it deeper than I found to be comfortable.
The fucking thing was hammered against my uterus with a force I was unused to. It hurt like hell, and I couldn’t avoid emitting a scream. She growled, squeezing my hips with her hands and my shoulder with her ankles, and pushed much harder, driving it in to the point of acute pain.
Then she began pounding with her hips, driving the end hard against my uterus, and persisted until I screamed. She was enjoying this punishing intrusion into my womb. I realized she was giving her uterus identical punishment, but kept up the violent fucking action.
At last, she relaxed her grip. She had crossed a line, as a test, to discover whether I was a masochist, which I am not. I hate being hurt. With her intentionally abusive behavior, I found no enjoyment in our tryst. “You’ve got a strong cunt,” she said as if it were a compliment.
“Most girls cave long before you did. I love testing a woman’s commitment to being fucked, don’t you?” I said nothing but pulled myself off the long plastic cock. Amanda lay there, the obscene artificial dick sticking out of her flared cunt. I could see a small smear of my blood on the exposed end of the dildo.
I took hold of the lovely body of little Hannah, who had sat by quietly watching the two ladies engaged in rough sex and squeezed her to me. “Do you entertain many women in your bed?” I asked, feeling I had earned the right to probe. She had hurt me, which was no way to treat a guest.
“Often young mothers who have brought me their little girls to get photos and videos of them being violently deflowered and raped, are so grateful that they are anxious to show their gratitude in bed. Most are not lesbians but want to show their respect for me and what I’ve done for them in a physical, overtly sexual way.
“Sometimes I think there’s a masculine side to me, using a cock to do it,” she said, as if sharing a very personal secret, “Of course, I’ve got to maintain my position, and a few extra deep firm thrusts of this versatile toy often do the job. If they seem to need more, or if I’m in the mood for it, I’ll mount them up the ass with this fuck toy, and use a riding crop on them while I fuck them.”
“I also have boots with spurs,” she told me, “Which I use on the true masochists. They loved being fucked, whipped and spurred at the same time. You’d be surprised at how many young mothers are into being ridden like a fucking horse. When I’ve found one, I love to leave their thighs bleeding.
“Of course, when I do this, fucking them in their rectum, there’s no chance to ensure they’re clean inside, and usually they are not, because this is impromptu and unexpected mounting. If my precious toy comes out dirty, I put it back into their cunt and give them an extra deep fuck to clean it.
“Doing that shows the bitches what filthy cunts they are. Few know it, without being shown. I often carry a leather strap to spank their cunt that does the job nicely.” She stroked the long artificial penis sticking out of her flared gripping cunt, as if the toy were a real cock and her own.
She pulled it out, damp and streaked with her moisture, and handed it to me. “Popping her cherry was your idea, my darling, why don’t you put this weapon back into your cunt. I’d love to watch you use it to fuck her, and traditionally deflower the lovely little virgin.”
I grinned at the idea.
“Fucking shit!” I proclaimed, using the word as it was intended.
Ally was asleep and wouldn’t hear my rude language.
“That’s a fabulous idea! I’m in!”
I took the long plastic double fuck tool and inserted the end Amanda had worn into my damp vagina, taking it into my cunt so deep that nearly half its length entered me.
I suddenly felt very masculine. I was now wearing a long rigid cock, and was ready to use it, as cocks were meant to be used! When I felt it pressing against my cervix, we put Hannah face down on the bed, lifted the child’s ass, and climbing up I pressed the other end of the decadent device into her spread vaginal vestibule.
“Let me get my camera, I’ve got to document this,” Amanda said.
This was bullshit, (there I go again) because I could see the many automated cameras she had mounted around the room to capture her regular trysts with both willing and unwilling partners, to share on her darknet website.
She brought a camera from a lower drawer, got it adjusted and then nodded that she was ready. I stood, my knees bent to bring the dildo into range of its pretty little target, and grasped it to point it at the puffy child pussy. Amanda moved and placed a knee over Hannah’s back to prevent the whimpering child from bolting.
She put her camera down and used both hands to spread the child’s knees, giving me great access to Hannah’s cunt. I used my fingers to spread her thick outer lips to admit the end of the dildo into her vestibule, which was lovely and tight. The little split button inside that was her urethra showed a bead of fear-piss.
I poked her with the broad head of the shaft several times to tease her, and then violently thrust my hips. The brutal toy plunged into her, easily ripping through her tightly stretched hymen, demolishing the breached band as I filled her little cock holster for the first time.
Amanda immediately picked up her camera and began shooting, capturing the streaks of the violated girl’s virgin blood as the dildo plunged in and out of Hannah’s freshly opened vulva. Her little pussy was now a cunt, a fully functional fuck-shaft ready to take in plunging cocks, as it now accepted the dildo.
I had successfully plucked the little fraülein’s forbidden fruit, and now I got to enjoy the power of taking her in her first-ever fuck! I understood what Amanda had meant about her masculinity, as I was experiencing a new and exciting sense of power I’d never before felt.
Hannah was screaming beautifully as I fucked her with all the passion I was feeling, and it took only minutes for me to reach an amazing orgasm, different from any I had experienced before, because this was through exercising my total power over another human being. This was living!
When I felt at last completed, I pulled the fuck toy out of it. The girl, and lay back on the bed, exhausted. Amanda reached over and removed the dildo from me, wiped it with a tissue and put it back in the drawer. She then brought out a different double dildo, just like the one Ally had performed with at her deflowering.
This one was the flesh color of the cock of a white man and had the same impressive dimensions as the one Ally had thrust into her little cunt and rectum. They had likely come from the same mold. Being younger, I was sure Hannah would not have the willing response Ally had shown us.
“Now that you’ve primed her, this will give the little cunt a good fuck, front and rear!” Amanda said, and without preparation, she thrust the broad head of the double device into Hannah’s now opened cunt.
Hannah again screamed as the weapon, much thicker than the one I’d used to open her, was fully planted, front and back, filling her cunt and rectum, within seconds.
“All right! Now that she’s been opened, this pretty little German is ready to swing.”
I thought that was what we were doing all along, but I had misunderstood Amanda’s use of the word. Beside the headboard was a white cotton rope that was slung down from the ceiling. I looked up as she took it, and, startled, saw it was attached by being looped through a pully.
THE END OF CHAPTER NINETEEN