Short Stories by Hope/Children for hire

I am really nervous as I turn into the road by the park. My head is on a swivel as I look around for hidden cops or hidden anyone, but there’s no one in sight. The old Victorian cemetery is next to the park and I drive past. Still no one. The guy said any time between four and five, and it is just after four as I circle, back to the cemetery gate and blip my horn once. I’m so nervous my hands are gripping the wheel and I lay them on my thighs, trying to relax.

“Once for a boy, twice for a girl,” the man had said. Well typed really, since we were on a paedophile site on the dark web at the time. We’d exchanged videos and links to sites for a while, so I did trust him.

Just as I am about to give up and drive off, a boy comes out and walks over to the car. I buzz the window down. The boy looks to be around nine or ten years old, with black hair and a sharp face. He’s skinny, but the jeans and hoodie he’s wearing look clean and fairly new. He looks me up and down. “Fifty,” is all he says. I nod and hand him a twenty, which vanishes into a pocket.

Just as he’s about to get in I have a mad idea. “I want a girl as well,” you say. That gets me a grin and he disappears back into the cemetery, emerging a few minutes later with a small girl who looks about three or four. Like the boy, her hair is black and cut fairly short, but she is wearing a short denim dress, with white socks and trainers. “Your sister,” I ask as they slide onto the back seat and I pull away. The whole thing took less time than it takes to read about it.

“Yeah. Carmen,” he says. I can see her in the mirror because she moved right in the middle next to her brother. She looks almost as nervous as I feel. I don’t care that they aren’t strapped in. I also see the man taking a photo of the car, but the plates are cloned, so won’t trace to me. The rear windows are tinted so no one can see them, and I have no intention of doing anything that might get me stopped by a cop. Apart from telling me that his name is Stephan, neither of them speaks as we head out of town.

My house used to be a farm once, but most of the land, apart from five acres or so was sold years ago. Most of what’s left is covered in trees. I drive up the track to the house and straight into the garage. I don’t want the kids to be able to describe the house if they were ever asked. In the kitchen, I offer them drinks and snacks. Then, carrying fizzy pop and bags of sweets, we all troop through to my studio.

I have been watching kiddy porn for years and have a pretty good idea both of what makes a good film and how to stay anonymous. The room is bland, with no significant features to identify it and I have three camcorders. One is fixed at a good angle to catch anything that happens on the big bed. Another is on a remotely controlled arm that can pan, tilt and move. The third is a lightweight handheld. There are also three floodlights positioned to eliminate shadows as far as possible

The kids sit on the bed, looking around and waiting to find out what I want them to do. My original plan had been to bring a boy and film myself fucking him, but having two children increases the possibilities. “You’re brother and sister, right,” you say. They both nod. “So, how old are you?” Carmen is four, though she looks younger, and Stephan is nine. They come from some East European country I’ve never heard of and their mother is a prostitute.

Time to set up the first scene. I tell Carmen to strip and the sight of her chubby little body gives me an instant hard-on. “Not yet,” I tell it and tell Carmen to get into the bed. The mattress is covered by a waterproof sheet with a light blue cotton sheet on top of it and there is a thin cover over that. She climbs up, giving us a nice peep at her little kitty and slips under the covers.

“Right. Carmen, I want you to pretend to be asleep, and Stephan will creep in and give her a surprise. Don’t worry about speaking because there’s no sound and I will give you instructions as we go. Okay?”

I get Carmen on her side, facing towards me and then pick up the hand-held. The other cams are already running. “Walk over and stand by her,” I tell the boy, and he stands facing his kid sister while I move to the foot of the bed. “Just stroke her cheek,” I order.

A few days later, I review the final edit. Editing was a lot harder than I expected, but I assume it gets easier with practice. The film starts with the boy stroking his baby sister’s cheek and then he shows her his dick. It’s fairly impressive for a lad his age and Carmen is obviously used to sucking it. A minute or so of that, and he pulls the covers down to reveal her naked body. I can’t see anything because of the way she is curled up, but Stephan rolls her onto her back and spreads her legs to reveal a tender young pussy.

The scene dissolves and Stephan is naked and stretched out on his front so he can lick Carmen’s kitty, something she obviously enjoys. There is a closeup of him trying to get his tongue in her cunny and then he moves up to get on top of her. He needed very little direction as he pushed his knees under her thighs and shuffled forward until he lodged the head of his circumcised dick at the entrance to his sister’s cunny.

He fucks her missionary style and then doggy, at which point they have both climaxed. In reality, I gave them a break, but in the film, he finishes off on his back with the cute little girl riding his cock like a seasoned whore.

After the film ends, I got to fuck her. I had mostly concentrated on boys, but I wasn’t going to miss the opportunity to fuck a four-year-old and it was every bit as good as I had hoped. My cock is not over large, so she took it easily. After I filled her with spunk, I got Stephan to lick us both clean. Back in the car, I pay them an extra ten each as a bonus and Stephan gives me a phone number to call if I want them again.

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