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Writer: AmandaBlonde & Regis
Subject: RUSSIAN LOLIPORN 4
Story Codes: Erotic Horror
Synopsis: With a name like Paul Yakoff, you might imagine I was connected with the sex trade in some way, and I had more than a little experience in the business. My main asset was my skill in Eastern European languages, like Hungarian, Ukrainian, Czech, Polish and Russian. That got me the kind of writing assignments that kept my penis rigid and often spouting the good stuff. On one assignment in particular, I got involved in the child pornography business to do an exposé on Russian, Czech, Polish, Hungarian and Ukrainian little girls whose mothers sold them into the sex trade. This is that story.
Russian Loliporn 4
Lera started to get up. “Just a few more pictures, Lera, then you can go. Get on your hands and knees on the edge of the bed. That’s it. Put your shoulders on the bed and slide your knees as far apart as you can, to show me your best fuckin’ asset.”
She slid her knees apart until she was almost flat on her tummy on the bed.
Demetri said, “Very good, Lera. Usually when you get in these funny positions you will be at least partially dressed, or have panties on, and sometimes pull the panties aside to show the cameras your pretty puffy cunnie, but not always.
“You’re very limber. Tonight, when you’re all by yourself, I want you to practice getting your body into funny positions for the camera. Imagine you have your panties on, and then imagine pulling your panties down for the cameras.
“Then, when you’ve got your pussy on display, pretend getting in the funny position again. It’s a lot of fun. I think you’ll like being a model. Little girl models are best when they’re showing their cunnies. Are you excited about being a model?”
“Oh. I guess so.”
Dagmar said, “You’re so limber, Lera. Good girl. Stay in that position and see if you can put your hands on your fanny.”
She did.
“Wow. That’s excellent. Now see if you can pull your fanny open wider. Good girl. Wider.”
Demetri said, “You’re doing great, Lera. I’ll tell your mother that you are good at following directions and that you can come back tomorrow at 1:00 to be a model.
“I need you to practice your positions tonight, in private in your room, including pulling your bum cheeks apart.
“Your mother will leave you alone tonight so you can practice. Play music while you dance around. Ms. Persia will give you sexy panties to practice with. Practice taking them off really slowly for the camera, letting it peek at your pussy. You’ll do great.”
Dagmar added. “Yes, you’re doing great. I bet you’ll think of some funny positions to show us. Surprise us! Get up now, and I’ll take you back out so Ms. Persia can help you take off all the special make-up and get yourself dressed again.
“You did so really good. Let me give you a kiss.” She took Lera in her arms and kissed her cheek, and let Lera kiss her cheek.
“Lera, kiss me again. Kiss me on my mouth this time. Sometimes there will be another girl model with you and you will need to be friendly. You’ll need to kiss each other for the cameras. I’m talking about your tongues moving inside your mouths. Here, I’ll show you.
“I’ll kiss you on your lips and you kiss me back. Just pretend I’m a boy if you want to. Like this.” She kissed her. Lera seemed surprised and didn’t know what to do. Dagmar kept kissing Lera on her lips while hugging the girl. Because of her high heels, Lera was an inch taller.
Finally Lera started kissing back. We knew Dagmar was at least flicking her tongue across the girl’s lips. Dagmar’s hand moved downward, and her fingers found the fold of Lera’s pretty puffy little vagina, and tickled her pink clam.
Dagmar let go. “Very good, Lera. You’re catching on. You’ll be a good model. It’s only once in a while when we use two girls at once. You can watch each other undress, like you’re taking turns. We’ll want you to encourage each other, and give each other lots of kisses.
“Think about that, too. You’ll be the only model here tomorrow, but maybe you can work with another girl next weekend. OK?”
Lera was blushing brightly, thinking things over.
Dagmar repeated, “OK?”
“Yes. OK.”
We all laughed and told her what a great job she was doing. Demetri said, “Your mother will be so glad you will get to be a model. I’ll go tell her.”
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After he left, Dagmar said, “Did you like looking at the pictures of the other girls as they undressed for the cameras?”
“Yes. They are so pretty.”
I said, “And you’re so pretty, too, Lera. People will like looking at you. They will enjoy watching you pull down your panties for the cameras and getting in some funny positions. When you are pulling down your panties just imagine that hundreds of men and women are watching you. They want to see you.”
Dagmar continued my theme. “They will want to see between your legs, Lera, after you pull your panties down. But we will make them wait. We’ll take lots of pictures before your panties come off and you open your legs. Wide”
Lera seemed dazed, with a half-smile on her face. “Oh.”
Dagmar kissed her check and patted her bottom as we got ready to leave the room. “And I think you will like being a model, showing us how well you can pose and display your talents.
“And next week, when you will be modeling with another little girl, it’s lots better than pictures because then you can kiss each other and look so closely at each other while you take turns undressing. You can look at her all over while she poses for the camera.
“And she will watch you as you open your legs and hold still. She will be watching you closely. But tomorrow it’s just going to be us, Lera,” I said, and patted her on the bottom as Dagmar opened the door.
We took the young starlet over to the dressing room while Demetri continued talking with Lera’s happy mother. Demetri was explaining, “Bring her here at 1:00 PM. I’ll give you the cash for two hours if you prefer the fashion modeling at the lower rate.
“But if it is ok for the art poses,” he explained, “then we’ll keep her for four hours at the higher rate. Four times as much, for twice the time. It’s your choice.”
“The higher rate.” We heard her mother say quickly.
“Yes. Four hours. I’ll pick her up at 5:00.”
I went into the dressing room-bathroom with Dagmar and Lera. Lera was too excited to talk. Dagmar said, “So, you’ll get to do the art poses, looking sexy with your panties off, your sweet pussy on display. Won’t that be fun, Lera?”
“Yes.” She said with a big grin.
I said, “You’ll get to pull your panties down for my camera. You might be a little bit embarrassed at first, but that’s natural, Lera.” We helped her off with the leotard and she didn’t object.
“Those other girls did it. They pulled down their panties.”
She was grinning. “But I’m not wearing panties, am I!”
I laughed. “Yes, that’s right. The other girls who do this think it’s fun. They love to come back and model for us.”
Dagmar kept going, “Here are three pictures of other models who might be available next weekend. Aren’t they pretty?”
She studied the three photos as Dagmar handed them to her. Each girl was smiling into the camera, wearing only panties and high heels. “Can I see some of her bare cunnie pictures?”
The model was standing with her hands at her sides, facing the camera, with her feet together. Each girl was about Lera’s age with small, high-riding breasts.
Dagmar said, “I’ll show you some of those tomorrow. Take a look at these pictures tonight and think about which one of these girls you would like to kiss. And you can watch her pull down her panties.”
I said, “And you will pull down your panties and let her look at you, seeing everything you have to offer?”
“They are so pretty.” Said Lera, smiling.
“Well, you decide, Lera.” Said Dagmar. “Tomorrow we will take pictures of you, so we can show your picture to other girls and women, and they will want to choose you to be with.”
“Oh.” Lera said. She was squirming as she looked at the three photos, scissoring her legs.
I said, “You’re very pretty, Lera. Lots of girls and women will want to kiss you and watch you pull down your panties. I think you’ll make a great model.”
Dagmar said, “You can choose which girl you want to model with next weekend. Bring back all three pictures with you tomorrow. Don’t let your mother see them, they’re private. Maybe we could get the girl you pick, but it might be somebody else.”
“Oh.” She said, lost in her imagination. Then she noticed me looking at her. “Oh!” She said again, being suddenly conscious that she was naked; standing there in just her high heels right in front of me. She crossed her hands in front of her pussy and blushed.
Dagmar laughed. “Lera. Paul is going to be taking pictures of you between your legs tomorrow. I think he likes what he sees there. Let him look!”
Lera kept blushing, but dropped her hands and giggled nervously. I looked at her and squatted down right in front of her. Dagmar had her put one foot up on a chair.
“Let him look closely, Lera. That’s it. Open yourself to him. He’s going to take pictures of you with your panties off, and then maybe a thousand people, artists looking for pretty models, will see between your legs. You’re very pretty. Let them all see you. OK? Do you want them to see you?”
“Oh.” She said softly.
Dagmar said, “Are you embarrassed again?”
“Yes.”
“Well, that’s good, Lera.” She said. “Being embarrassed is part of being a good model. In fact, the more it embarrasses you, the better you’ll look in the photos. Let him look.”
“Yes. OK.” She moved her knee farther to the side so I could see it better. Lera was looking at the door, as if worried her mother would come in.
“Nobody will come in, Lera.” Said Dagmar. “The door is locked. Let him stare at you between your legs. Keep them apart for him. Does it make you feel tingly in your tummy?”
“Yes,” she replied, her nervousness apparent.
“Good, Lera. Now watch Paul as he looks at you. Let it embarrass you. Open yourself to him. Tomorrow, after we take lots of pictures while you’re dressed, you will pull down your panties and let everybody look at you. We’ll take pictures of you.
“We want to show your picture to people, artists who need naked young models like you. And some people all over the world who just like to see naked, pretty little girls. They will want to see between your legs, too. Isn’t that exciting?”
“Yes.”
I could see and smell her growing excitement. I looked for a full minute while she kept her knee to the side. My face was just inches from her bare pussy. It looked like she was getting wetter as I looked. None of us talked. This was her decisive moment.
Finally, Dagmar said to the smiling, blushing girl, “Yes, Lera, you will be an excellent model for us. Practice some positions tonight. Any fun positions you come up with, you can show the other girl next week, and then she will try to get herself in that position and let you look at her.”
“Oh.” She said, daydreaming again.
I could hardly wait until tomorrow.
THE END OF CHAPTER FOUR