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Feature Writer: Amandablonde
Feature Title: ALLY’S LUST-ADICTED MOM 1
Edited & Extended: Regis
Published: 11.01.2025
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 1
As a single mother, I prefer to take my ten-year-old daughter with me whenever I’m required to attend work conferences around the country. I’m a sales rep for Naughty Nities, a French lingerie firm with two dozen reps in the US. I live in Sacramento, and my area is Southern California.
Conferences occur around the country, but because of Hollywood and the hundreds of small film companies in the State, most of them surviving by producing pornography, where erotic scanty clothing is a must, my sales are top in the country, and we often get to host the monthly get-togethers, designed to increase sales performance of the reps.
This time, the conference happened to be in L.A., and like always, I tugged Ally along to accompany me on the trip. I home-school her, so taking her along is never a problem. Usually, she prefers to stay in our hotel room watching kids’ shows while I’m working, but this time, she wanted to come along and enjoy the sun and pool at the place we were staying.
We had reached the physiology part of the grade three curriculum, and I decided to make it a show and tell. We got undressed in the hotel room and sat on the bed, while I got her to show me each of her body parts. When we got to the groin, I had her touch her little cunnie and my adult organ, and describe to me what she saw as different.
It was delightful. She slipped a finger, then two, and then her whole hand into my vagina, and said she couldn’t do that with hers. She was a bright kid and of course, a virgin, as I never let my boyfriends ever get too close to her, other than to perhaps kiss but never deep tongue her bare little pussy, knowing what was likely to happen if any of them did.
Every day during our stay, we enjoyed some great food and pool time after my meetings ended in the early afternoon. On one occasion, there were two women sitting next to us at the pool, and we became acquainted with them. It turned out that Amanda, a gorgeous, sexy-looking blonde, was a well-known professional photographer, and her associate Sue, a bit younger, was one of her assistants.
As regular customers who also often referred guests to the hotel, they had privileges at the pool and would take advantage of this when they finished work for the day at their nearby studio. I said that Ally and I had often talked about having a real professional photographer take several pictures of her in her youth that she could enjoy in later years.
Ally was a beautiful, precocious girl for a ten-year-old, and I had wanted a photographer to capture the beauty of her body ever since she was seven. As a rank amateur, the photos I had taken never did her justice. Besides the usual pictures of her in a dress or swimsuit, I also had a secret desire.
I had, in the privacy of our bedroom, photographed her pretty little vagina, but my shots were very amateurish, with poor lighting and questionable focus. I am not a photographer, just a mother who likes the physicality of my gorgeous little daughter, and enjoys her delightfully naughty little body.
I thought it would be amazing to get some private boudoir shots of her, perhaps pretending to be an adult, and even have the photographer take a couple of provocative though tasteful nude shots of her, just because I thought that would be a lot of fun, having her show off her developing body, including her immature slit of a vagina, to a professional photographer. It turned out Ally wasn’t so sure.
Wouldn’t it be special to get some professional photos of her wearing false eyelashes, lots of makeup, bright lipstick, and only some tiny see-through lingerie? To make it memorable, we might even get some tasteful nude pictures of her, some shots with everything showing.
She was developing such a beautiful body, so beautiful and stimulating when naked, and had innocently developed some highly erotic moves at gymnastic classes, from a teacher who at night was a nude pole dancer, known for lap dancing on the rigid poles of her customers.
I had never mentioned my secret desire to Ally, because I knew for certain she would be reluctant. I was sure she would be embarrassed if someone else saw her slender naked body, with her little pubic mound, with its delightful split, exposed in the photographs we got.
Even if they were tasteful, highly discrete and private shots, Ally would be nervous about them, as she was a highly private little girl, who by now seldom seen naked. She was too private for that, and shy as well. I have no idea where her being shy came from, as I certainly wasn’t.
As her mother I was used to seeing her wonderfully sexy body developing, every year since she was six looking more attractive, but I never made an issue of it. I also didn’t interrupt when she struck provocative poses naked in front of her mirror, standing up on her tiptoes, looking so daringly erotic in her sexually explicit innocence.
Sometimes we were both naked in the evening at home, watching TV and cuddling on the couch, but she was usually a very private girl, curious but never overt with her interest in sex, and I was certain she would never allow herself to be photographed by a total stranger with see-through clothes, or better, naked. When I had a boyfriend or two over, and we were naked in bed together, Ally would only join us if the lights were dimmed or out, and she would only let a man kiss her cunnie if his penis were buried in me. That was a curious rule, but she stuck to it, only allowing a cunnie kiss while I was being fucked.
As I visited with the women, Ally came out of the pool to join us, and upon seeing her in her tiny wet bikini, Amanda remarked that she was quite a lovely girl, and indeed she was. The tiny bottom of her dripping suit grasped the slit puff of her pubic mound, displaying a prominent slit and the water dripping through it made it appear she was peeing.
The bikini bottom had a deep crease in the fold where it crossed her pubic mound, commonly called a cameltoe. Amanda’s eyes were momentarily glued to it, which didn’t surprise me. After all, she was a photographer, always on the lookout for the unusual to photograph. This was unusual but under the circumstances only marginally acceptable.
Ally was very attractive for a girl of ten, with a pixy face and the finely-toned body of a gymnast, a perfect example of a young model. In fact, she loved her gymnastics classes. I liked her to take them, because like ballet, it gave her poise, and contributed to her general fitness and confidence. Her pole dancing instructor also made her more erotic in appearance.
She had lovely bumps on her chest that were mostly her sensitive nipples, a flat and skinny tummy with a set of six-pack abs from exercising, and long beautiful tapered legs. I especially liked her round bottom, and never tired of caressing and feeling its soft shape when we were alone and naked together.
I was concerned that soon she would start to become a teen and lose her youthful charm. Certainly, she would grow out of liking the physical contact I so enjoyed with my naked daughter. It was a fleeting thing, something to be enjoyed while it was possible, without her objection.
I asked Amanda what type of photography she did, and she said mostly fashion. She told me she shot almost exclusively women and children, and she did models in all manner of attire, including dresses, sports clothes and lingerie, for boudoir sessions, and even nudes, all depending on what the various magazine editors who bought her work wanted or stipulated.
She said in her early years while they were still a leading men’s magazine, she had done some nude sessions for Playboy, which included some additional intercourse images, done by request for the owner’s private collection. She appeared to blush when she said she had done much more than that.
She told me that, in addition to the gorgeous young ladies she photographed copulating with highly-developed studs, she had photographed some of the highly regarded and well-known Playboy bunnies and amazingly built female models engaged in highly erotic and stimulating inter-species sex.
She had even, she confessed, done special assignments for the highly guarded Girlie-Pose, a slick New York underground monthly publication depicting children, featuring erotic nude poses of girls Ally’s age, and confessed to me that it got her highly turned on while working.
She winked as she said although not entirely legal, particularly the fornication images, to say the least, it paid very well, and when it came right down to it, everything was about money, wasn’t it, including sex, particularly highly stimulating images of little girls exploring the full range of sexual activity.
Amanda reminded me that capturing erotic sex images was quite simple with the right models, and although enjoyable, was all in the past, during a time when she had been struggling to develop clients for her photography career. Now she was so busy she had to fight clients off.
By this time Ally was attentively listening to our conversation, her ears perking up with the mention of sex. After she’d had a good look at Ally, I asked Amanda if she could do some professional photos of my daughter. Amanda hesitated and then said she might be able to work her into her schedule, in a month or so, and I asked how much it would cost.
She quoted ten thousand dollars for a session, far beyond my price range, which was disappointing, as what she was asking was understandable, as well as far outside my budget. She was, I assumed, one of the top Los Angeles photographers, and had earned the right to charge those very high prices for her services.
I watched Amanda appraise Ally again, her eyes noticeably returning to the prominent cameltoe in her groin that had not diminished as the clinging fabric partially dried. It was at that point that Ally did the unexpected, and peed. My little girl grinned and then jumped into the pool to clean her bikini bottom of piss.
Amanda then surprised me when she changed her mind and said she could do it if we signed off on all of the pictures. The gorgeous photographer winked as she said she might interest one of her special kiddie-pic publishers in using a photo or two if we had a few that went a bit beyond bordering on the risqué.
At first, I thought she might mean us getting involved in doing some kind of child pornography or something similar, but realized that was absurd. A woman of her standing in the industry would never stoop to that level, now that her career was established. Her days of shooting sexually explicit images of little girls were behind her.
Whatever would make me think a thing like that? This woman was a real professional in the photography business, with a well-established reputation. Of course, she might know of publishers who would be so unscrupulous they would print photos of naked little girls, but she would never do business with them.
I was careful to not make a big show of it, but must confess I was very enthusiastic, and I asked Ally if she would like to pose for Amanda. Ally was at first reluctant and shy at my suggestion, but when I persisted, telling her big producers might discover her once she was published, she finally agreed.
Amanda checked her calendar and said that she could do some shots the next evening after her regular schedule was completed. She added that she did not supply clothing for the shoot, and suggested we look over the clothes and lingerie that Ally had at home, and perhaps shop for additional items. She said I should consider getting some things that were somewhat revealing.
When Ally heard this, she protested about the lingerie, expecting I might pick things that were too skimpy, but I said I would love to have some tasteful shots of her in some lovely clothes for women, even if it makes her a bit embarrassed. Amanda said she would look good in some lacy and sheer lingerie.
She also suggested both tiny tight panties and some that were too large for her and hung loose. That sounded like we were both on the same page. We parted and agreed to meet at Amanda’s studio the next evening at seven. She suggested we eat first, as the session might be lengthy.
THE END OF CHAPTER ONE