Without watching where it fell, Betsy dropped her dress and stood dressed in nothing but her tight blue panties. The lovely girl stared at her reflection in the full length mirror that stood in the dingy, crowded dressing room of the Majestic Theater.
Betsy wasn't certain how she felt about what she saw. The slim twelve-year-old stared at the firm but terribly small globes of her breasts and sighed unhappily. Compared to Grace's large, smooth breasts, hers were pimples!
Oooohhhhh, you shouldn't have done that Betsy told herself but it was already too late. The lovely little girl tried not to think about the older woman, but no matter how hard she tried a small, secret smile began to tug at the corners of her mouth. You know how it makes you feel when you think about her, a little voice whispered in her ear. But Betsy ignored the whisper and a soft, dreamy look crept into her large dark eyes.
She felt a funny, soft feeling in her belly and rubbed her open palm over the firm outline of her little pussy. Far in the back of her mind, Betsy Morrison knew that what she'd been doing for the past three days was nasty and perverted, but the memory of how Grace's firm, slick tongue could make her gasp and squeal for what felt like hours at a time was so strong that Betsy knew that she couldn't stop seeing her.
Since that first night that they'd spent together Grace had been with her or on her mind every second. Julia hadn't minded. She was so wrapped up with Mr. Henry that she didn't notice that Betsy was never home.
The pretty little girl giggled happily when she remembered how she'd managed to evade Rick and Mr. Simpson. Each time that either man tried to corner her and talk to her, Grace would manage to show up and cramp their styles! Ohhhh, it felt nice to squeeze and play with her moistening pussy. Lazily Betsy watched her fingers press and wiggle against the silky material of her panties. Grace had taught her to do this, she'd always felt sort of funny and embarrassed when she masturbated before, but the older woman showed her how nice it was. Grace even showed Betsy how she played with her hairy nest when there was no one else around.
Betsy saw a dark spot growing at the front of her panties and it made her feel warm and melty inside when she realized that it was her own love juice squirting out of her tight vagina and oiling the tender membranes of her vulva.
It was so early. Betsy felt funny being at work at ten in the morning but this was her first chance to work the film club and she didn't want to pass up the extra twenty dollars that Newton Simpson promised her for working it. Kathy was already dressed and downstairs so reluctantly the smiling little girl stopped touching and squeezing her tingling sex and slipped into the form-fitting uniform.
Betsy was down the stairs and moving through the lobby before she realized that there was something very unusual about the members of the film club, they were all men! Everywhere she looked the little girl saw men, older men for the most part and many of them wore overcoats, even though it was summer.
As she bustled about, opening doors and helping Rick take tickets Betsy slowly became aware of the warm, lingering glances that the patrons gave her. At first the twelve-year-old was flustered and upset but slowly she realized what those looks were trying to tell her and the firm, smooth lips of her vulva grew hot and moist.
Betsy turned, looking for Kathy, but when she saw the older girl she was standing in a dark corner of the lobby, a tall man in front of her. The shocked little brunette wasn't certain, but she thought she saw Kathy's hand pressed against the front of the tall man's slacks!!
Before Betsy could even be sure of what she was seeing, the music for the first film blared to life in the theater and all the men in the lobby hurried inside. Acting automatically, Betsy moved down the aisle doors and closed them. She was so caught up in her private thoughts that she didn't bother to look up and see what was being shown on the screen.
What is it? What is going on? The questions in her mind bewildered the little girl because she could think of no answer. Grace would have the answer, but when she turned to the candy counter the little girl was amazed to find it dark and closed down. Grace wasn't there.
"What's the matter, chick? You look like something just bit you."
Betsy whirled on her heel and found Rick standing before her, a knowing grin on his handsome face. "Didn't your precious Grace tell you about the film club? That's not a very good sign, is it?"
Betsy didn't know what he was saying. The pretty little girl stared at the young head usher and helplessly shook her head. A slow, pleased smile creased Rick's youthful face. Moving confidently Rick caught Betsy by the arm and led her to one side of the lobby. "What I'm saying is that dear old Gracie has done her part and now she's throwing you back to the wolves."
The little girl was more confused than ever and she hated that smile on Rick's face. She jerked her arm free of his grasp but he moved in front of her and barred her escape.
"Let me go," Betsy hissed angrily. "I don't have to let you make me… do things."
Rick just grinned.
"I'll tell Mr. Simpson. He won't put up with you bothering me!!"
Rick scowled. His face looked cold and angry when he answered her. "You stupid little twat! Who do you think runs this mess? You'd better wise up and do it quick!"
Before she could protest, Rick caught Betsy by the arm again and forcibly pushed her towards the main aisle of the theater. "Take a look at what the film club is watching this morning and then tell me about what Simpson won't put up with around here!"
The head usher jerked the doors open and shoved Betsy into the auditorium, stepping in behind her so that he could keep his painful grip on her elbow.
Betsy didn't have any idea of what she was supposed to see but when the pretty little girl recovered her balance and looked up at the screen she thought that her heart would stop!
The lovely brunette felt her knees shake and knew that she was crying silently as she watched a pretty blonde bend her head and pop the swollen, leaking head of some faceless man's penis in her open mouth! Betsy's belly lurched and she wanted to scream, but before she could make a sound Rick had clapped a hand over her open mouth while he whispered urgently in her ear.
"How do you like it? This is the film club, all the perverts and nuts in town come here two mornings a week and watch this shit! Do you think that the man who runs this will give a damn if I screw around with you? You're just another cunt, honey, and all he cares about is that you be around and in good shape for what he has in mind for you!"
Betsy heard the words but their impact was softened by the flashing images on the screen. The camera was focused on a pretty little girl. She was only nine or ten and she sat naked on a man's knee. Betsy felt a chill race up and down her spine when she realized what would happen. The man in the movie was naked too and the giggling little child was stroking and squeezing his erect prick with her tiny fist.
Oooooh, nooooo, that voice whispered in Betsy's mind. She's just a baby, she's too young for him to do that to her. Betsy hadn't given a thought to the obvious fact that she was only a few years older than the little girl in the movie. Her entire attention was focused on the screen and the terrible thing that she was watching.
Betsy didn't notice when Rick drew her down in a seat and sat beside her as they watched the naked man lift the little girl and swing her high over his rampant cock before bringing her down. The giggling little girl sat with her plump thighs spread wide on either side of the man's thighs. She sat with her back to him and in such a way that it looked as if his upthrust cock was growing up from between her legs.
There was no sound but somehow Betsy knew exactly what was being said when the man leaned forward and began to whisper in the little girl's ear and stroke her naked body at the same time.
The pretty little blonde giggled again and nodded. Her small hands clamped around the swollen, vein wreathed shaft of the man's prick and made obscene frigging motions on it. The man threw his head back and Betsy was sure that she could hear the echo of his pleased moan. One of the man's hands pressed down over the naked child's belly and then he inserted a finger in the pink and white slit of her bottom.
Betsy's own little love box began to burn and drip. She was disgusted with herself, but the images that she was watching were so strong and so exciting that she couldn't help herself.
On screen the little girl giggled again and turned her head to whisper something to the man. Strong hands gripped the blonde child by the waist and she was lifted about a foot off the man's lap. The camera zoomed in and when the focus settled the audience was awarded with a terrible close up of an adult, bloated cockhead entering the little girl's slit.
Betsy heard a groan rise up from the men in the audience and that sound set something off inside of her and before she knew what she was doing she was moaning along with them! The shaken little usherette watched with sick fascination as the huge knob of the man's cock forced aside the soft folds of the little girl's hairless vulva and disappeared inside of her. Betsy could see gleaming drops of love lube squirting out of the little girl's gorged cunt and knew that a flow of her own was wetting the crotch of her panties.
The slender twelve-year-old was so engrossed in the awful, delicious scene before her that she offered no resistance when Rick pushed her forward and undid the zippers to her top and the short skirt that she wore.
The camera panned upward and the entire screen was filled with the grimacing face of the little blonde girl. Betsy knew what she was feeling, the memory of Newton Simpson's big, hard prick filling her was still fresh and terrifyingly hot in her mind.
"You like it, don't you? I thought that it would shake your day but I guess you're a little tougher than I thought you were."
She couldn't answer him. Betsy's attention was fixed on the screen and she shivered as she watched the man's hands slowly guide the twisting, jerking body of the nine-year-old up and down on his massive cock. Betsy was sure that she could make out the outline of his prick under the flesh of the little girl's flat belly and watched with growing excitement as it moved up and down, stretching and pulling her baby vagina, making room in her small body for itself.
The top of her uniform was loose and Betsy was aware of Rick's hand as it slid upward, over her fibs. She gasped, then moaned when his fingers closed around her firm little breast and squeezed it. But even then she couldn't tear her eyes away from the screen.
A third performer had appeared. It was the blonde woman that she'd seen sucking the naked man's prick. She was on her knees before him and, as he raised and lowered the groaning little girl on his prick, the woman leaned forward and began to lick and flick at the child's hairless pussy with a long, red tongue!!
A couple passed between the screen and the first row, catching Betsy's attention for a moment. It was the other usherette, Kathy, and she was taking a man back behind the screen! For the first time Betsy realized the purpose of having that bed back there and she was shaken beyond words!
The pretty twelve-year-old's eyes flickered back to the screen and then she shuddered as a close up of the woman's tongue waggling and slithering over the little girl's clit assaulted her senses. Memories of how good it felt to be licked like that shook Betsy and made the flames that were already burning inside of her leap high and out of control.
The pretty little usherette felt insistent hands tugging at her loosened skirt and she gave no thought to the fact that she was in a hall with close to two hundred men. She lifted off the seat and let Rick slip her clothing to the floor.
Betsy fell back in her seat. The pretty girl's panties and skirt hung at her ankles, her uniform top was loosened and had been rolled up over her belly so that from the waist down she was naked.
"You want some of that, don't you?"
Rick's question stung and burned in Betsy's brain. The pretty little girl shuddered as she watched the man on the screen increase the pace and cruelly slam the little girl down on his blood hard cock.
"You need the feel of a prick, I know you do," the handsome head usher whispered.
Rick's fingers pressed in between her own slender thighs and the girl spread them as wide as she could, hampered only by the wadded clothing that still clung around her ankles.
Rick's forefinger found the lube slick lips of her own hairless little sex and while Betsy watched the other man fuck the little girl, the finger sank deep into her newly opened love sheath. A long, shuddering sigh oozed out of the little girl's mouth and her hips began a shameless wiggling as she worked the tight mouth of her pussy around the finger, clamping down on it as if it was a long, slender prick working in and out of her.
"Ooooohhhhh, I can feel that old Newt has been busy," Rick breathed in surprise. "He fucked you! He broke your cherry didn't he?"
She didn't want to tell him. It was private and personal, but the feel of Rick's slick finger working back and forth over her stiff clit loosened Betsy's tongue and the humiliated little girl heard herself babbling to him in response.
"Ooooohhh, yesssss!! Annnnggghhhhh, Ricky it feels so nice, do it faster!!"
The head usher snorted angrily and fumbled with his own clothing. Betsy wasn't surprised when her hand was jerked forward and her fingers were pressed tight around the young man's erect, throbbing cock. "Ahhhhhh, it feels so long and so hard!"
She loved it. Betsy's eyes were riveted on the screen and while she watched the man cum in the little girl and followed the thick rivulets of cum squirt out of her tiny cunt, her fingers rapidly jerked up and down on Rick's cock.
"Do you want to cum? Do you need it now, baby?" Rick's question was crude and to the point, but Betsy didn't care. The little girl was past embarrassment and shame. All she could do was obey the hot, urgent demands of her body.
"Ohhhhhhh… yessssss, I want to cum, Ricky. Make me cum, please!" Before she finished her plea the pretty, half naked little girl was pulled crosswise in her seat and her head was pressed down in the head usher's lap.
All that she could hope for was that she would make him so happy that he would give her what she needed. Betsy didn't hesitate. Her lips formed an oval and she dropped her head, forcing the tangy knob of Rick's erect penis deep in her mouth. At the same time her cheeks hollowed and she began to eagerly nurse and pull on his prick.
The handsome usher jumped and then groaned. Betsy felt both of his hands on her head guiding her up and down over his pulsating shaft and she was shocked to realize how happy and delighted she was to feel his hard meat pushing and bumping against the roof of her mouth. For days Grace had been telling her how awful and disgusting men were, but now she remembered how exciting and fulfilling they were as well!!
Betsy was lost in a rapture that left her open and defenseless. Another pair of hands was moving over the naked spheres of her bottom, but she didn't give it a thought until she heard Rick laugh and push harder at the top of her bobbing head, then she realized what was happening. It was someone else's hands. Rick couldn't have four of them!
The pretty child moaned and tried to lift her head away from the drooling head of Rick's long, jerking cock but the excited usher wouldn't let her. She tried to turn her head and see who was playing with her bottom but all she could see was the vague outline of another man.
A finger moved down between the firm cheeks of her ass and found the wet mouth of her pussy. Betsy moaned again and shuddered as the stranger's finger slipped into her already wet and lubricated cunt and began to move around and around. She knew that she should fight it, but the warm delicious feeling that the finger gave her was too much to ignore and the pretty child moaned and wiggled her exposed bottom while she eagerly sucked and pulled on the hard prick that filled her mouth.
It only took a few knowing strokes and she was on fire!! Betsy squealed, the sound muffled and muted by the fat spear of flesh that she was sucking on. She shook her bottom and rolled her hips, helping the faceless man's finger twist and turn inside of her. But Betsy's moans of pleasure turned to groans of fear and pain as another finger wet itself in the drool that was pouring out of her and began to press hard against the wrinkled rosette of her tender anal passage!!
"Ouuuuwwww, dun't du thut," the pretty child mumbled. But the man behind her ignored Betsy's garbled plea for mercy and pressed again. This time his lubricated finger popped past her clenched sphincter and slid deep in the hot, pulsating grip of her rectum. "Ouuuuuwwww, ut hurts. Pluze, dun't du thus tu muh!!!"
The man's other finger was still working back and forth over her swollen distended clitoris and each time that it mashed it flat Betsy would gasp and suck a little harder on the cock that she held in her moist little oral cavity.
The worst part, the part that frightened and bewildered the small brunette, was the fact that she liked it! The feel of the thick finger twisting and turning in her rear made the lovely twelve year old jump and buck. She couldn't resist the impulse to respond and soon she was ramming her defenseless ass back against the stranger's hand, helping him force the full length of his two fingers into the slack and softened openings in her tender bottom.
Betsy groaned and snuffled. Her wet tongue lashed back and forth over Rick's hard prick while she sucked on and on. The taste of the head usher's penis filled her mouth and the thought that soon she would taste his white, creamy cum only made her more excited than ever.
"Aggghhhh, that's the way," Rick panted as he pressed Betsy's head even deeper into his lap. The little girl moaned, her wind was cut off when the fat head of his prick filled her throat but before she could fight her way clear of it the knob jerked and a warm stream of cum shot straight down her throat and into her waiting belly.
The lovely little twelve-year-old gasped for breath. When she was allowed to pull back, she felt a hot shower of cum hit her cheek and managed to stuff the cockhead back into her pursed mouth before the next hot jet of semen spurted out.
The fingers in her pussy and her burning ass continued to twist and turn and as she greedily sucked and nursed on the spouting cock they brought her to her climax and she howled. Long strings of cum dangled from her mouth when the little girl lifted her head and called out. She was aware of the cum hitting her eyes and her nose and aware of the heads that were turning in her direction, but that didn't matter. What did matter was the brilliant stabbing pains of her orgasm and the lovely, melting way that she felt. "Aaaaaaiiiiieeee, keep it up!!! Oooooooo, please do it faster and faster… Unnnnngggggg!!!"