Daughter Does
Beth Evans didn’t see the woman right away and really, there was no reason why she should have seen her. If she’d noticed her at all, it would have been to see that she was handing something out, and since Beth was at the mall to have fun with her friends, it wasn’t like she was interested in having someone hand her some kind of promotional material.
Of course if she had noticed her, Beth would have noticed something else. The woman wasn’t really handing out stuff to just anyone. In fact, she was being rather selective about it.
The woman caught up with Beth and Mary Anne just as the two girls were about to leave. “Can I speak with you girls?”
“What is it,” Beth asked.
“My name’s Tiffany and I represent a modeling agency. I can’t tell you which one right now, but we’re on a search for new talent and for fresh faces and I think you might just be what we’re looking for.”
“Us,” Mary Anne asked incredulously.
“Sure. Why not?”
“But we’re not like ... you know ... we’re not like cheerleaders or anything.”
“So?”
“So why would you want us and not them?”
“That’s easy. We want girls who are real. We want girls who are wholesome. What we don’t want is little Barbie dolls.”
“I don’t know,” Beth said cautiously.
“You could make lots of money,” Tiffany said.
“Lots of money? How much,” Mary Anne asked.
“Well it depends.”
“Depends on what?”
Tiffany grinned. “Like anything, it depends on just how much you’re willing to do. The right girl, if she’s really willing to go all the way, can make a lot of money.”
“What do you say,” Mary Anne asked.
“I don’t know,” her friend replied. “It seems to good to be true.”
“Maybe,” Mary Anne said, “but it sounds like fun.”
“But—”
“Come on. It’ll be fun.”
“I don’t know,” Beth said hesitantly.
“Listen, ladies. We don’t need an answer right away,” Tiffany said. “Take some time and think it over but I’m telling you we’d love to have you there.”
“And I know we’d love to be there, too,” Mary Anne said.
Tiffany grinned. “That’s good,” she said. “We’ll look forward to seeing you there.”
It was a party really. Beth still wasn’t sure why she’d come. Well, that wasn’t exactly true. She’d come because Mary Anne had made her come.
The girls were all sorts of different types and yet there was a sameness about them, too. All of the girls were young. Some were perky and others were shy, but all had a sort of cuteness to them, Beth thought. None of them had big breasts. None of them could be called drop dead gorgeous and yet there was a sameness about them and Beth couldn’t help wondering if the way she saw the others was the way people saw her.
The lead man was a guy named Lenny Longfellow. Beth wasn’t sure exactly what it was the man did. He gave them a welcome speech and invited them to have a good time but Beth couldn’t help but notice that he said absolutely nothing about modeling or what it was he wanted from them and before she knew it, the man was stepping away from the microphone.
Beth couldn’t help but notice that there weren’t any guys there. She wasn’t the first to notice that and she wasn’t the last either, but it was strange. If this was supposed to be a party, where were the guys?
Beth was off to the side when she felt someone tap her on the elbow. It was the girl named Tiffany. “Mr. Longfellow wanted me to ask you if you could stay.”
“Me,” Beth squawked. “Why me?”
Tiffany shrugged. “He said he liked your look. He said that I should tell you if you needed a ride home, that we could definitely do that for you.”
“What about my friend?”
“Mr. Longfellow said she didn’t have the look we were looking for so he said we wouldn’t be asking her to stay.”
That explained that, Beth thought. That was why they were offering her a ride home. It was because Mary Anne wasn’t going to be asked to stay.
“What about it,” Tiffany asked. “Can I tell Mr. Longfellow that you will be staying?”
Beth sighed and then she nodded. “Sure,” she said. “I can stick around.”
She’d been right. Her friend was hurt when Beth told her that she wouldn’t be going home with her. Then she got mad and she accused Beth of doing something behind her back, and then finally, she just turned and stomped off before driving away.
Beth was surprised to find that of all the girls at the party, she was the only one who’d been asked to stay. Maybe she wasn’t like all the others, she told herself. What she couldn’t figure out was whether that was a good thing or a bad thing.
“Do you know why I asked you to stay,” Lenny asked.
“Sure,” Beth said glumly. “You’ve got me pegged for an easy mark.”
“I’m afraid I don’t understand.”
“What is it you want me to do. Pay for pictures? Maybe a really expensive makeover?” Beth shook her head. “Am I really that easy a mark.”
The man shook his head. “I’m afraid I still don’t understand. I don’t want you to pay for anything. In fact, I want to pay you.”
Yeah right, Beth thought. There had to be a catch.
“But first things first,” the man said. “I assume my assistant had you fill out some paperwork, didn’t she?”
“Yes.”
“And did you complete it all?”
“Yeah.”
“Good, and did Tiffany get a copy of your drivers license.”
“I guess so. I mean I gave my drivers license to her and I guess they took it away and made a copy of it.”
“Well all right then. I guess all that remains is to do a little background. It says here on your questionnaire that you’re eighteen. Is that right?”
“That’s right.”
“And you’re going to the local junior college?”
“That’s right.”
“Do you have a boyfriend?”
“I don’t see what that has to do with anything.”
“Boyfriends have a tendency to get possessive, you know. Their girlfriends start modeling and maybe they do something like an underwear shoot and suddenly they start to think that other guys are seeing their girlfriends like that and suddenly, they get all weird about it.”
“An underwear shoot,” Beth squawked. “I don’t ... I mean ... I didn’t think you’d want, you know, that,”
The man exhaled slowly. “I’ll tell you the truth,” he said finally. “That’s what we like about you. You have a wholesome innocence about you but from time to time, you might have to do something like that.”
“Listen, maybe I should go.”
“No, don’t go.”
“But I don’t think I want to do a lingerie shoot.”
“Why? You’d be a natural at it.”
“I think I should be going.”
“Well, I certainly can’t stop you,” the man said, “but before you go, I’d like you to do something for me.”
“What?”
The man took a small bauble from his pocket and he handed it to the girl. “Would you hold this for me,” he asked.
Beth eyed the thing. “Why?”
“Humor me,” the man said.
Beth looked at the bauble and then she shrugged even as she took it in her hands. “Okay,” she said. “Now what?”
“Now, I’d just like you to listen to what I have to say.”
“All right.” Beth Evans wasn’t sure why she was doing this but she figured what was the harm in hearing the man out.
“I take it you thought I wanted to rip you off, didn’t you? You thought I was going to make you pay me money, didn’t you?”
Beth nodded.
“Well, you were certainly justified to be worried about that. In fact, no one should ever make you do anything you don’t want to do. Isn’t that right?”
Beth nodded. She could hardly disagree with what the man was saying.
“And I would never make you do anything you don’t want to do. You’ve got to know that.”
Beth was feeling a little bit better about this. At least the man wasn’t going to try and make her do something she didn’t want to do.
“Just to make sure but you’re eighteen, right?”
Beth nodded.
“So tell me, have you had sex before?”
Beth shifted nervously. There was a part of her that wanted to tell him but there was also a part of her that kept telling herself that it was none of the man’s business.
“You don’t want to say,” the man said. “You think it’s none of my business, don’t you.”
He got it, Beth thought to herself. He understood.
“I understand,” the man said, “but I think we’ve already established that you can trust me and I think we both know I’m only trying to help so I’ll ask it again. Have you had sex?”
It was still a rather forward question but it wasn’t like she didn’t trust him. After all, he was only trying to help, so she could answer him. “Yeah,” she said. “I’ve had sex.”
“So you’re experienced then.”
“I wouldn’t say that.”
“No? What would you say?”
“Well, Jimmy and me—”
“Jimmy?”
“He’s my boyfriend. Jimmy and me have done it a couple of times. I mean I’d sucked his cock a few times before that but he kept saying we should go to the next step and I guess I just kind of got tired of saying no.”
“Go on.”
“So the first time hurt like hell. I told Jimmy I wasn’t going to do it again but Jimmy kept pestering me until finally, I had to tell him if he kept talking about it, I wasn’t going to talk to him anymore. That shut him up for a while, but it was only for a while, and I guess I was starting to feel a little guilty about it, because I said we could do it again.”
“How’d that go?”
“It was fast. I mean, I’d barely got my clothes off and suddenly, it was over, and I was like, what the hell. And then I found out that Jimmy hadn’t even worn a condom, and I was totally pissed.”
“Did you do it again?”
“Yeah, once more but it was almost as quick as the other time, but at least Jimmy wore a condom that time. He kept telling me that it wasn’t his fault, that my pussy was too tight, but I know he’s already starting to ask again, and I don’t want to do it if I’m not going to get anything out of it.”
The man nodded knowingly. “I think I understand. What you need is an experienced man. What you need is a man who can show you the ropes, a man who can show you all the positions. What you need is a man who can appreciate you for who you are.”
He was right, Beth realized. She wasn’t sure why she hadn’t realized that before.
“Fortunately, I can introduce you to such a man.”
Beth knew there was something wrong here and yet she seemed unable to object.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? You’d like to meet a man who could show you the ropes.”
It would be nice, Beth thought, to find someone who could ... no wait!
The man’s eyes narrowed as he saw her try to resist. “It’s nice, isn’t it?”
“Nice?”
“Nice to be so innocent. Nice to need a man to show you what he knows, and nice to be so hot that guys want to give you what you need.”
Beth nodded her head. It was nice.
“You want a man to show you what he knows. It’s better than having some boyfriend who doesn’t know anything.”
That much was true. Jimmy liked to act like he knew things but Beth knew he didn’t know as much as he thought he did.
“What you need is a porn star.”
Again, Beth was silent.
“What you need,” the man said again, “is a porn star to show you the ropes.”
Beth nodded. It made sense. She needed a porn star.
Lenny could see that the girl was finally accepting what it was he had to say. She’d tried to resist but that resistance was waning so it was time to move on.
She was supposed to call herself Kimmie. That in and of itself was strange enough, but she was at a party.
Well, not exactly a party per se. She could see the lights and cameras so she knew what it was. It was a set and the weird thing was that people wanted to film her.
It was a party at her house only it wasn’t her house. She was just pretending it was her house. Well not her house exactly. It was her mom’s house and these were her mom’s friends and somehow that just made it so hotter because she felt so naive around all these other people.
She wasn’t sure why but her pussy was wet.
She held the tray out in front of her. “Would you like a drink, sir?”
The man looked at her and he shook his head.
The girl was unfazed. She went on to the next patron. “Would you like a drink,” she asked again.
This time, the man looked her up and down before finally taking the drink.
It wasn’t long before her tray was empty. Why was she doing this, she wondered, even as she turned to head back to the kitchen.
That was when the man caught up with her. He came up at her from behind and put his arms around her waist. “What, nothing for me,” he asked.
She could feel his cock pressing up against her ass and she couldn’t help but moan. She liked the feel of his cock. “I ... I’m sorry,” she stammered. “I can go get you something.”
His hands were around her waist and then they were working her way down under her skirt. “That wasn’t exactly what I had in mind,” he said.
She fought back the urge to moan. She shouldn’t look too easy, she told herself although she already knew she was going to do whatever he told her to do.
His hand was now stroking her panties against her cunt. “What I was thinking was something more like you letting me in here.”
She was supposed to be playing hard to get but she knew what she wanted. Oh geez, she wanted it bad.
The man’s name was Jack, Jack Splat, and he was a porn star. She wasn’t sure how she knew his name. She just knew she knew it and she knew she wanted him to fuck her.
She knew she needed a porn star to show her the ropes.
He’d managed to pry her panties to one side and now he was rubbing his finger against her cunt. “What I want,” he said, “is something like this.”
She was supposed to play hard to get but she knew what she wanted and ...
And fuck it. She needed it. “Okay,” she told the man.
Cameras followed her and the man as he took her to one of the bedrooms but she didn’t care. She needed to be fucked by a porn star.
He took her into a bedroom and then he was taking off her clothes and when she was naked, he pushed her down on the bed, even as he started to remove his own clothes while she watched. “Yeah,” the man growled, “you like this, don’t you.”
Beth didn’t even realize she was fingering herself even as she nodded at the man.
The man stroked his cock even as the girl stared. “I’ll bet you want this,” the man said and Beth nodded her agreement. “Well, you’re not going to get it,” the man said and suddenly, the girl looked hurt. “You’re not going to get it before I get my drink.”
And that was when the man slid in between the girl’s legs and Beth couldn’t help but moan as his tongue found her pussy. Oh geez, the girl thought. Oh geez, that was good. Oh geez. Jimmy had never done anything like that to her.
She couldn’t help but moan as his tongue found her clit and the weird thing was she thought absolutely nothing of the camera that seemed to be following the man in between her legs. Oh geez, that was good. Oh geez, she loved having her clit licked.
Her hands gripped at the sheets even as she looked down at the man. Oh geez, he was going to do it. Oh geez. He was going to make her cum.
Her body was on the verge. Oh geez. Jimmy had never done that before. Oh geez.
And that tongue just kept on coming as it wagged itself against her clit. “Oh geez,” the girl moaned. “Oh geez.” She moaned again and then she was cumming even as the man continued to lick her quivering cunt.
And then the man was pulling back and as much as she wanted him to keep on doing what he’d been doing, Beth knew she couldn’t be selfish and besides, she knew what was expected of her.
The man stroked his cock as he looked back at her. “Let’s see what you can do with this.”
It wasn’t like she hadn’t ever sucked a cock before. She’d done that for her boyfriend. Heck, she’d even done that before they’d had sex, but this was different. She didn’t have to be talked into it. She wanted to suck the man’s cock.
“Oh yeah,” the man groaned as her mouth took his cock. “Oh yeah. That’s it. Suck me like that.”
Beth knew what she needed. She needed this man to show her the ropes, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t show him a thing or two herself and all the while, she knew someone was filming this but that didn’t stop her from doing what she needed to do.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “Oh fuck. Take it easy. Oh fuck. Take it easy. You’re going to make me cum.”
Make him cum, Beth thought. Why shouldn’t she want that?
The man pushed her back. “I said take it easy, or maybe what you’re telling me is you want to move on to the next step.”
“The next step?”
“You know. The next step.”
The girl shook her head in confusion.
“Lie back,” the man told her.
Beth did as she was told and the man pushed her knees apart and he stepped between her legs.
His hand stroked his cock as he moved in. “You know,” he said. “The next step.”
The girl moaned as she took that cock in her pussy. Oh yeah, she thought. Oh yeah. This was what she needed. She needed to get fucked by a porn star.
This was certainly better than anything Jimmy could do to her. Heck, Jimmy would have cum from the first moment, he stuck his cock between her legs, that is if he’d even have gotten that far. Hell, he might have cum in her mouth before he’d ever gotten to her pussy. He’d already done that once before and she’d totally blown him up for that. The funny thing was she’d known she’d been mad before but for the life of her, she couldn’t remember why. In fact, the more she thought about it, the more she realized just how much she needed to taste his cum.
“Do you like this,” the man asked.
“Yeah,” the girl groaned.
“Yeah,” the man taunted her. “Yeah? Is that all you can say?”
“I ... I ... yeah.”
The man grinned. “Maybe we should show you something else. What do you say to that?”
“I, um, I ... okay.”
And that was when the man pulled out of her and Beth panicked. She hadn’t wanted him to do that.
“Turn over,” the man told her and Beth did as she was told.
“Get up on your hands and knees,” and Beth did that, too.
She could feel the man coming up behind her and then she could feel him working his cock between her legs and then she could feel him pushing his way inside her and Beth couldn’t help but moan. Jimmy had never fucked her like this but she liked it.
“Yeah, little girl likes this, doesn’t she?”
She did like it, but Beth wasn’t sure she was supposed to answer. Hell, as much as she was moaning, she wasn’t sure she could answer.
The man didn’t seem to care whether she answered him or not because it seemed as if he was going to fuck her no matter what.
“Oh God,” the man groaned. “Oh God.”
He was going to cum, Beth told herself. There was a part of her that was telling herself that she shouldn’t want it even as there was another part of her that was telling her that she did want it.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned.
Any moment now, the teen thought. Any moment now, only—
Only he was pulling out. What was he doing? He couldn’t be stopping. Not now. She needed him to fuck her. She needed him to make her cum.
But he was stopping and he was pulling out. He was telling her to get up and then he was lying down on the bed. “Come here,” he told her. “Get on my cock.”
Beth scrambled to mount the man and then she was reaching down between her legs and she was taking hold of his cock and she was guiding him to her little, aching hole. Oh yeah, she told herself. Oh yeah. This was a lot better.
It felt so good to be riding his cock. It felt so good to feel his hands reaching up to grab her ass. It felt so good to see him looking up at her.
Oh yeah. This was a whole lot better.
She couldn’t help it. She could feel it happening. She could feel her pussy clamping down on the cock inside her. She could feel her pussy start to cum.
She’d never cum like this. Certainly, Jimmy had never done anything like this to her. This was why she needed a porn star to show her the ropes.
And yet, there was still one more thing left to do and instinctively, Beth knew what it was. She climbed down off the man’s cock and even as the man pulled himself up off the bed, she knelt before him. She needed him to cum. She needed him to cum on her face. She wasn’t sure how she knew what she needed. She just knew she needed it.
It was almost as if knowing she needed it was enough to make it happen because no sooner had she knelt before him than there was the man stroking his cock and within moments, the man was groaning even as he did it, even as he started to cum all over her pretty, little face.
It was the next morning when Beth woke up in her apartment. She was sore and she wasn’t sure why that was until ...
Oh my God, she thought. Oh my God.
She could remember everything. She remembered how she’d gone to the modeling party and she remembered how they’d asked her to stay behind. She remembered the man. She thought he’d said his name was Lenny, but what she really remembered was Jack Splat.
Oh my God. She’d let him fuck her.
No, it was more than that. She hadn’t just let him fuck her. She’d practically begged for it, and she’d let them film her.
She’d wanted him to fuck her. No, it was more than that. She’d wanted him to use her. That was it.
And it was worse than that. She’d let the guy cum on her face, and when it was all over and done with, she’d wanted him to fuck her, but they’d told her no. They’d told her they already had what they needed.
Oh my God, she told herself. She’d been such a slut.
What was she going to tell Jimmy?
Who said she was going to tell Jimmy anything, but that wasn’t the worst part of it. The worst part was what was she going to tell her mom?
Oh my God.
But she was going to have to tell her something, and the worst part was ... the worst part was as bad as it all was, Beth couldn’t help but worry that she’d actually enjoyed it.