My name is Tansy Cummins, and I was one of the most popular preteen pornstars in the world. It was shortly after the passage of the Child Sexuality Act that President Cliton signed that I first started. As you know, that was the bill that made parental consent of children under the age of thirteen legal. I was living with my parents in Pasadena, California back then. It wasn’t very far from where many of the well-known pornographic studios did their filming.
It was surprisingly easy to start in the industry. I don’t know how my father knew of Little Cherry Boxxx Productions or knew that they were looking for a star. Maybe he just took a shot at it to see what would happen. It did take a lot of work to gain a reputation in the industry. It really was a full-time job.
People have been asking about my story now that I am retired from appearing in any pornographic films. I think we should start at the beginning. It all started a long time ago on my seventh birthday…
It was the morning of January 27, 1996, which also happens to be my birthday, my seventh birthday. It was a Saturday, so there was no school for me. I didn’t wake up until after 9 AM.
I was dressed in my pink Rugrats pajamas. I wasn’t that big of a fan of the cartoon, but my mommy bought it for me anyway. I didn’t bother to change my clothes. I headed straight downstairs to the kitchen to get myself a bowl of Waffle Crisp. After I poured some milk in the bowl and grabbed a spoon, I made my way to the living room.
I turned on the television to Nickelodeon, and then plopped down on the sofa to watch The Muppet Babies. I wasn’t really into that cartoon either, but at least it was something to watch. A few minutes passed as I dug into my bowl of cereal until my mommy called out from the kitchen.
“You didn’t put away the milk and cereal box,” she called out to me. “How many times do I have to tell you to put it away after you are done with it?”
“I’m sorry, mommy,” I answered back.
“Come over here. I need to talk to you.”
I got a little nervous thinking that I was going to be punished. “I’m sorry, mommy,” I said to her pleadingly. “I’ll remember to do it next time.”
“I know you will,” my mommy said to me reassuringly. “But that’s not what I want to talk to you about. Let’s sit at the dining room table.”
I climbed up the chair and kneeled on top of it. “How do you feel about becoming an actress, sweetie?” She asked me.
We lived in Pasadena, California which is close to Hollywood. We’ve been there a few times. One time we even took a tour of Universal Studios. It looked like a magical place to me. “I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up,” I answered her. “Do you really think that I could be an actress?”
My mommy smiled at me. “I think you’d make a very beautiful actress. Your father and I discussed this last night. There is a studio that is looking to hire an actor about your age. We’ll need to make an audition tape to send to them.” I could tell that my mommy was excited about doing this. Her excitement made me excited too.
“I want you to know, that this is for a very special type of acting role,” my mommy continued. “It will involve you doing sexual acts. We know you don’t know much about it, but you’ll learn.”
Being in the first grade, my sexual education just started. I learned about “good touch” and “bad touch”. I never felt the difference between the two before. My teacher said that I would know it when I feel it. I was curious to know what they both felt like, but I didn’t know how to do it. I explored around with myself before, but I never felt good or bad. Maybe this will be my chance to finally figure it out.
I nodded my head. “Yes, mommy.”
“Good! Now why don’t you take a shower? Then we can get started.”
I was in the shower rinsing my hair off when I heard the door to the bathroom open. I peeked out from behind the shower curtain in see my mommy. She picked up the clothes that I left lying on the floor.
“After you’re done,” she informed me, “come to mommy and daddy’s room so I can help you get dressed.”
“Okay, mommy,” I replied as I got behind the shower curtain.
After I rinsed all the soap off my body, I turned off the shower and got out of the tub. I pulled a bath towel down and wrapped it around my body as best as I could. I am usually not allowed inside mommy and daddy’s bedroom, so I stood at the door uncertain if I should be able to come in.
“You’re dripping water everywhere,” my mommy said as she shook her head. “Come here, let me dry you off.”
I walked up to my mommy. She was standing next to a desk with a mirror on it. There were diverse types and colors of makeup neatly arranged up against the mirror. In the middle of the desk was a hair dryer and a brush. I looked up at mommy as she took the towel wrapped around me off. She then started to vigorously dry my hair.
“I’m going to fix your hair, put you in some clothes, and then we’re going to head to your room,” My mommy told me.
When she was satisfied that my hair was dry, she had me sit at the desk. I looked at myself in the mirror. My long blonde hair was still damp and a mess. I could see my blue eyes sparkling back at me. Before I could admire the rest of my face, my mommy turned on the hairdryer and started brushing out my hair.
My mommy was talking but I couldn’t understand what she was saying with the loud hairdryer so close to my ears. I just nodded my head every now and then in understanding. After a couple of minutes, she turned off the hairdryer. She brushed my hair a little more before she was satisfied with how it looked. It was straight and flowing over my shoulders. She put some hairspray on it to hold it in place.
“I laid your clothes out for you on our bed,” I looked over and saw the sundress and panties she had laid out for me. “Now don’t forgot what I told you. We’ll be waiting for you in your room.” I had no idea what she wanted me to remember. I didn’t want to ask her what it was because I didn’t want to get into any trouble.
I picked up the sundress from the bed. It was a sky-blue color with yellow sunflowers all over it. I slipped it over my head and ran my hands down the skirt. The hem of the skirt came a few inches over my knees. I sat down on the bed and picked up the panties. They were also light blue but had pink hearts all over it. I slipped them on, stood up and pulled them in place.
I made my way down the hall towards my room. I could hear my mommy and daddy talking as I approached the door. I found my daddy next to a camcorder mounted on a tripod. He was putting a VHS tape inside of it. My mommy was standing next to him. There were a couple of poles with lights on them. They were both pointed to one side of my bed. My parents stopped talking to each other when they noticed me standing at the entrance to my bedroom.
“Come over here and sit down,” my daddy said to me while pointing at the edge of the bed. I sat down and squinted at the lights beaming in my eyes. I knew that daddy was by the camcorder, but I couldn't see him. “Now, we are going to call you Tamera, okay? It will be your pretend name.”
“Oh, it can’t be Tamera,” my mommy said interrupting him. “It must sound more playful and child-like. How about Tansy?”
“Okay, okay, fine,” my daddy replied. “Your name is Tansy, okay honey? That’s what we are going to tell you while we are filming.”
“Why can’t I go by my real name?” I asked.
“Because all actors use a pretend name when they perform,” my daddy answered me.
“Don’t forget to spread your legs a bit,” my mother added.
I did as my mommy told me to do. I could see the red light of the camcorder come on. I knew that meant we were now filming. “Now, Tansy,” my daddy stated. “Tell us how old you are.”
“I’m seven years old today,” I answered back. “It is my birthday today!”
“You want to be a pornographic actor,” my daddy stated. “Isn’t that right, Tansy?”
“What’s pornographic mean?” I asked.
“We just went over this,” my mommy informed me. “It means you have sex on camera.”
“Yes, I want to have sex on camera,” I really didn’t know what that meant but I knew that I wanted to try sex.
“Take off your clothes,” my father told me.
I stood up and took off the sundress that I just recently put on. I let it fall to the floor at my feet. I put my fingers in the waistband of my panties. I lowered them down my leg and then kicked them off to the side. I slowly twirled around for the camera, showing off my body.
“Very nice,” my daddy praised me. “Now sit back down and spread your legs for us.”
I plopped down on the edge of the bed. I parted my legs, exposing myself to the camera.
“Have you ever played with what is between your legs?” My daddy asked me. “What do you call what is between your legs?”
“Yes, I play with it,” I answered not fully understanding what that meant. “I call it my kitty.”
“Go ahead and play with your kitty for us,” my daddy tells me.
I spread my legs a little bit further apart. With one finger I run it up and down my slit. I don’t really feel anything good or bad doing it this way. I glance up trying to see daddy with the light glaring in my eyes.
“Do you see that little piece of skin at the top of your kitty?” I hear my mommy ask me.
I look down between my legs. “Yeah,” I reply. “I touched it before, but it felt like it would hurt, so I left it alone.”
“Yes, it is sensitive to touch, but it shouldn’t hurt. That is called your clit. It should feel good if you rub on it. Go ahead and try it for us,” my mommy encouraged me.
I gingerly placed the tip of my index finger on top of it. It felt as if I gave myself an electric shock. I slowly started to rub it. I could feel the electric feeling getting more intense. It didn’t hurt at all. Rather, it felt really good. I began to quicken my pace rubbing it with more determination. I let out a soft moan.
“It feels so good,” I informed no one in particular. This must be what good touch feels like. I could feel my kitty starting to get wet. I could feel the electric feel travel down my leg. It felt tingly as if some mild electric shocks were running all over my legs. I could also feel it travelling up towards my nipples. I pointed my toes out as I felt the sensation reach them. I let out a soft moan, louder than my first moan. My body started to shake. I closed my eyes enjoying the feeling. After a few moments the feeling died down.
“I think our baby just had her first orgasm,” my mommy said to my daddy.
I saw the red light go off and I knew daddy stopped recording. The lights were then turned off and I could see my mommy and daddy better.
“We should give her a last name as well,” my daddy said. “I think since she had her very first orgasm in the demo tape it should be Cummins.”
“Tansy Cummins,” my mother tested the word. “I think that would be a good name for her.”
Now you know the origin of my name.
I was playing with myself every chance I could get once I knew about my clit and the pleasure it gave me. My mother and father would catch me sometimes remarking on how sexual I was at such an early age. My father thought that I would make a great pornstar.
I didn’t go with my father to the studio when he personally delivered the tape. It would be a week later until my father heard back from them. They wanted me to come in for an audition.
| The First All-American Preteen Pornstar Table of Contents | |||
| Chapter | Chapter Title | Words | Chapter Story Codes |
| Chapter 1 | "Tansy Turns Seven Years Old" | 2,231 | masturbation |
| Chapter 2 | "The in Person Audition" | ||
| Chapter 3 | TBD | ||
| Chapter 4 | TBD | ||
| Chapter 5 | TBD | ||
| Chapter 6 | TBD | ||
| Chapter 7 | TBD | ||
| Chapter 8 | TBD | ||
| Chapter 9 | TBD | ||
| Chapter 10 | TBD | ||