I got to know Jack one day when the LAN went down, all of us 'Account Administrators' sort of gathered around in the isles of the cubical hell where I work. He was a new face, so I introduced myself.

"Hi, Josh Ball, I guess we haven't met before," I said, holding out my hand.

"David Charles, only been here for a couple of weeks."

His name and face were actually familiar. "Did you play for OU?:

"Yeah, four years."

"Picked up by the Lions,...right?"

"Yeah, blew out my neck first year in camp. Never got to play pro."

The system was still down at lunch time so we were part of a group at the local Chili's. It was back up when we got back, we all had to work late that evening. It was a couple of days later that I realized where else I had seen him, in a couple of downloaded movies. It took a few weeks before I mentioned this to him one Friday night at a strip club. He laughed it off but said he had left that behind but that it'd been a lot of fun before he realized that the drugs, sex, and not that much money was moving him down a pretty dangerous path. It was even a while after that that I started to get the idea.

We were making our way around the tees on Saturday morning that I decided to ask.

"Jack, what's the youngest girl you ever made a movie with?"

He straightened up from where he had been lining up a put. "They all had to prove they were over eighteen." His smile said something else.

"That's bull," I said. "Give me a guess."

He stood and made a couple of practice swings. "Well," he took a couple of short steps foreword, centering on the ball. "There was one chick," he hit the ball. "They dragged her off of Sunset Blvd." The ball fell in the cup. "Of course, I didn't do the paperwork," he walked over and picked up his ball (one over par, I had shot par, we started off for the next tee), "but, I'd bet a six pack she wasn't a day over fourteen."

"Ever thought of making any real young stuff?"

He looked at me, his expression was unreadable. "Some of the guys did for a while, pretty much shut down now. Seems it was pretty hot when you could get it. No ones making that stuff around here anymore, you have to go to Russia or Croatia or some shit like that still illegal with Interpol and all."

We were at the tee, waiting for another party to move further down the fairway onto the green. "What about something just for your personal collection?"

Jack turned to me, looked directly at me, "What the fuck's this about man? You into making kiddy porn? 'Cause that seems were you're going."

"Well," I said, "I was just wondering, my daughter's into watching porn, says she wants to get into it. Thought maybe you'd talk to her about it."

"How old's your daughter?"

"She's nine."

"And what are you doing while your nine year old's watching porn movies?"

He took a practice swing, then slammed the ball with his driver. We both watched as it rose, then started it's long arch down, over the end of a water hazard, bounced once in the fair, then landed on the green and rolled to a stop six feet from the pin.

"Sure, bring her over. I'll 'talk' to her," he said with a chuckle.

We worked our way around the rest of the course. In the end he came out with a par, I was two over. As he got into his car he said through the open window, "Come on over for dinner."

That afternoon we were on our way home from a matinee. "Honey, do you remember Mr. Charles? You met him at the picnic last weekend."

"I guess so," she said in an unsure tone.

"You remember, he was the real big guy with red hair, he picked you up and put you on top of the monkey bars."

"Oh, him,...sure."

"Well," I continued, "he used to make movies like we watch on the Internet and he thinks you're real pretty and he wants to make a movie with you."

"You mean a porno movie?!" her expression was incredulous.

"Yes." She was silent for a few moments, looking out the window.

"I don't know Daddy. I've only done it with you."

"He'll be real nice, I know he wouldn't hurt you and, anyway, I'll be right there."

"Well..."

"Tell you what," I didn't want her to finish. "He's invited us over for dinner, you can get to know him."

I paused. "Anyway, do you think you'd like to do a striptease for us? I know he'd really like that."

"O...K...," she was still a little uncomfortable with the idea.

Just in case, however, I had her take a good shower and wash her hair. Then I told her to wear something especially sexy tonight. Jenny knows exactly what I mean when I say 'sexy' (others would call it slutty) and she came down in a royal blue, very short, skirt/shorts and a yellow knit tube top that left her midriff uncovered from her solar plexus to the top of the skort that went right across her hip bones.

We arrived at his apartment at about 6. He met us at the door. "Hi Josh." He looked down at Jenny, "Hello again sweetheart, nice to meet you again." He held his hand out for her to shake.

"Hello sir," she shook his hand, looking down shyly.

"I had forgotten how pretty you are," he said.

"Thank you."

I hadn't realized how much bigger than Jenny he was. Jack is 6'4", his playing weight was 235 and I doubt he's changed that much. I'm not sure I'd be able to wrap my hands around his biceps, he has short red hair that he spikes. I knew from the movies that other parts of him were similarly larger than average but not so much as to be extraordinary.

Looking at the him and Jenny, I saw that Jenny just came up to the middle of his stomach. She was about 4'4" and a nicely proportioned 62 pounds, blonde hair down to just below her bare shoulders, sunny rounded face with a wide forehead and a few freckles around her small nose, eyes more gray than blue.

I wasn't surprised that there was a Soloflex, weight bench, and treadmill in his living room.

"Cool!" Jenny said when she saw the Soloflex, she ran over and sat down in the bench, reaching behind her to grab the handles. "I've seen these on TV." She pulled on the arms but the machine didn't budge, I noticed at least 6 bungee cords over the hooks.

"That might be set a little high for you darling, let me help you." Jack closed the door and went over to Jenny.

"You'll want to check out the equipment in the bedroom," he gave me a knowing look, "you being the amateur photographer and all."

The second door down the hall was open, as Jack and Jenny talked and he started instructing her on the exercise equipment I took a look. On each side of a queen size bed he had a softbox set up on a stand, then there was an umbrella light about six feet from the foot. On the dresser was a Sony HDVD camera with it's own lights. I turned on the softboxes and the umbrella, then tested the camera, trying to remember the film classes I had taken in college. The whole setup was awesome, not quite professional but as good as you were going to find outside an established studio. The operation of the camera didn't seem too hard, I decided to just leave it in the "auto" mode. The indicator showed three hours of memory and 110 minutes of battery, more than enough to completely tire out my little girl.

When I got back out into the living room, Jenny was doing bench presses with about 25 pounds on the bar, Jack was standing over her spotting. "Everything good to go?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'll have to remember back to my classes in college."

Jenny was grunting out her seventh rep. "I've asked a girl from down the hall over, she's got a three year old son. She'll only stay 'til eight, she's real strict about his bed time. I thought...

There was a knock on the door.

It was obvious that Michelle was interested in Jack, it was equally obvious that she didn't have a chance. She had a pretty face, nice dark hair, and an extra 80 pounds. Still, she was pleasant to talk to, her hand on my forearm told me she might like a call from me, and the kids played nicely. True to form, at eight she packed up Justin, her son, and they went out the door. As we were saying goodbye, Jenny clung to my waist from the side, when the door closed she looked nervously up at me.

"Why don't you go help Jack clean up the kitchen?" I suggested.

I sat in the living room, flipping through the channels as they worked together, I was nervous too, and horny. Jenny came out of the kitchen and went into the bathroom, when she came back through I called to her.

"Honey, you alright?"

She stopped, a serious look came over her face.

"Remember what we talked about?"

She nodded.

"Do you want to?"

"I don't know..." she said, looking uncomfortable.

"OK. I don't want make you do anything you don't want to. How about if you just give us a little dance out here."

The dishwasher started and Jack came out of the kitchen wiping his hands.

"Ok..."

I looked a Jack. Jenny is going to dance for us."

"Great!" he paused. "Can I get my camera?" he asked her.

"I guess so."

I had brought one of Jenny's 'Hanna Montana' CDs and put it on the player. Jack came out with the camera. "The Best of Both Worlds" started. With the music booming she started dancing and singing just like she had seen the sexy fifteen year old do hundreds of times on The Disney Channel. Jack started by standing filming her but then started dancing along with her as he filmed. Jenny was obviously having a great time. The next song, "I Got Nerve" started, this time she danced while Jack got down on his knees and filmed. During the first chorus I motioned to her to pull her top up.

My heart missed a beat when she hooked her fingers on the bottom of the elastic and pulled the tube top up over her head, uncovering her little cone nipples. I looked over at Jack, he had his jaw clenched and I saw a couple of nervous shakes of the camera. He was working the zoom, focusing on the nine year old's chest, then drawing back. This was followed with "Pumping up the Party" and she kept up her imitation of the videos she's spent hours watching. I nodded at her skirt and she smiled, a momentary break in her concentration. She kept up the energetic dancing and pushed it down, uncovering a hot pink thong. She kicked the skort off at me and kept gyrating, her hands over her head and spinning around. With her back to us, pushing her butt out, she worked the thong down and dropped it to the floor, stepping out of it. Jack had zoomed in on her lovely pink clam peaking out from between her thighs. I could see a bulge in his shorts. The show ended with "This is Life." Jenny was sitting on the floor, leaning back on her hands, swinging her legs open and closed for the camera. I went over and turned down the music.

"Honey, let's go back to the bedroom."

Again, the serious look came over her face. Jack had stopped filming and had a little smile. "Come on, Jenny," he said. "You're so awesomely sexy and I can take some really good video of you there."

We both looked at her expectantly. As we watched, I could see her resolve first rise but then falter, then fall. She pulled in a long breath. "Oooo kaaayy," she relented, "maybe....."

"Great," I said, taking her hand. I led her down the hall into the bedroom.

She looked around with wide eyes at the lights in the room. "Go sit on the bed, darling," I said. She went and sat down on the end. Jack came in and handed me the camera, I started shooting.

"Jenny, how you doing?" I asked.

"OooKaaa," she squirmed some.

"Do you like Jack?"

"Yeah."

"Do you like being naked for Jack?"

"I guess so..." she was looking around at the light boxes, then at the closed curtains.

"Honey, why don't you scootch back on the bed so we can see you better."

She shifted back, now leaning on her elbows but holding her knees together. Still, it was a great view of her body and her hairless slit.

"Roll over now."

She did, this time not holding her legs so tightly together, I zoomed in for a shot of her pussy down between her ass cheeks. Then I came around to the side where she was still up on her elbows. She smiled, then stuck her tongue out a me.

"Roll back over and put your hands over your head," I directed. She stretched out for the admiring camera as I panned down her length. She was getting more relaxed.

Jack had come to stand on the other side of the bed from me, looking down at my little girl. He had taken his shirt off. "Do you mind showing yourself to Jack like this?" She looked over at him.

"You're beautiful, dear," he said.

"Noooo...."

"But, you know why I brought you here, right?" I said.

"Uh huh," she got an uncomfortable look on her face again.

"And what are you and Jack going to do?"

She smiled nervously. "We're going to have sex."

"Have you ever had sex with Jack before?"

"No Daddy!" she scolded me. "I've only had sex with you. You know that!" She sat up.

"Oh, OK. But tonight I'd like you to have sex with Jack."

She looked at Jack. "I guess so."

I looked over at him and gave him a little nod.

I moved back over to the foot of the bed. Now Jenny was sitting up on her rump, her knees pulled up.

"How old are you, Jenny?" I asked.

"I'm nine."

I heard clothes rustling next to me.

"But you'll be ten in November, right?"

"Yeah, right before Thanksgiving." She was looking back and forth between Jack and me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw that he was undoing his fly.

"And, what grade are you in?" I asked.

"Fourth."

"What's your favorite subject?"

Jack was pulling down his khaki shorts.

"I like reading a lot." Through the view finder I saw her eyes get big, I looked over at Jack. He was in a pair of boxers, there was a big bulge in the front.

"Why don't you go over and give her a hug," I said to Jack. He was about to drop his shorts, but then walked up to the side.

"Stand up honey," I said. She did swung her feet off the side of the bed, then stood up. His cock was at her chest level. "Climb up on the bed." She sat back down, then scooted back, putting her feet on the covers, then stood. Now her head was at Jacks chest. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to him. Her little hands went around him and patted him on the back as she put her cheek on his chest.

"Jenny is an awesome kisser," I said to Jack. "Show Mr. Jack how good a kisser you are."

She looked up at him and he leaned down. First, their lips just brushed but then I could see Jenny open her mouth slightly. Jack responded, gently brushing his tongue along hers and they melted together, their mouths open and, I'm sure, tongues fencing as no two foils ever did. I noticed the bulge in Jack's shorts grow, pushing against my daughter's thighs.

He pulled back. "Damn," he said. Then they went back to kissing.

I filmed for about a minute, sometimes the closeup got a flash of their tongues. I panned up and down, showing their bodies clutched together as Jenny started to breath a little harder and move up and down against him.

"Why don't you feel his cock?" I said.

Jenny slid one of her hands around him, then down inside his boxers. Jack tensed and pulled back, his mouth open, eyes wide, while Jenny smiled up at him. She pulled her hand out, then started pulling his shorts down.

Jacks half hard cock bounced free as his boxers hung up around his knees where his legs pressed up against the bed. Jenny took him in both hands and started stroking him, his cock inflated quickly.

"Why don't you suck on him some?" I asked.

She looked at me, an unsure expression on her face, then looked up at Jack.

"Go ahead, honey," he said. "I'll love it if you do."

With a slight shrug, she dropped down onto her knees and, still stroking his cock, she looked at me.

"He's bigger than you are Daddy," she said.

We both laughed. "That's OK honey."

She looked again straight at his cock, then leaned forward and took his head in her mouth.

"Ohhh, fuck..." he said.

"She doesn't deep throat," I said. "She's not big enough."

That brought Jack back. He looked at me as he brushed her hair back so the camera could see. "Uh huh." He closed his eyes and leaned his head back as my nine year old moved his cock head in and out of her mouth while stroking his shaft. I filmed her sucking his cock for a minute or so when she licked the head, then lifted his tool and ran her tongue along the shaft, then licked his balls.

"Damn little girl, you really know what you're doing," he said.

She took him back into her mouth, looking up at him while working his cock head and shaft in and out of her lips, sucking hard.

"You need to get her off a few times or she doesn't get wet," I said. "Go down on her and be really wet."

Jack looked at me, then down at Jenny. He lifted her chin. "Lay down darling," he said.

Jenny moved back into the middle of the bed, again propped up on her elbows but, this time, with her legs spread and knees up. I quickly moved around to get a shot of her 'spread eagle' like this. Her bare pussy lips were pulled open revealing the clit ridge and open hole below. Jack climbed onto the bed, on his hands and knees over her. He leaned down to kiss her, she wrapped her arms around his neck.

This was when the vast difference in their size hit me, was Jack completely dominating my little girl. She looked so tiny underneath the huge football player. Surly, if he had just lay down she would have been crushed. But, instead, they went back to their kissing for a few moments before he moved down to her neck, then sucked on each of her little cone nipples. Again, the size difference was incredible, his face was the size of her entire chest. He moved down further, she giggled when he kissed her naval, but when his tongue moved along her clean, hairless slit, she caught her breath and shivered.

I moved to close up as he tongued her pussy, her legs had fallen out in a frog-like position, his ass was in the air. He ran his arms under her butt and back, lifting her slightly to give him even better access to her sex.

"Oh fuck man, this is awesome," he said when he had come up for air.

Jenny was beginning to writhe against his face. He pulled one of his arms out and, holding her butt and lower back up off the bed, her shoulders and feet only touching the covers, he pushed one of his fingers into her little girl snatch. It sunk in most of the way.

He looked up at me, laughing. "She ain't no virgin." Then, as he finger fucked her, he went down on her again. Jenny immediately started bucking and grunting, her face, throat and chest were flushed pink and her body was covered with a sheen of sweat. She pushed her pussy into my friend's face and moaned, then relaxed back down, putting her weight on his arm.

Jack lifted up and looked at her. "You like that little girl?"

"Oh...yeah..." she was breathless. She reached down and put her hands on his head, pushing his face back into her crotch.

This time, Jack lay down on his chest, his knees on the floor. Jenny put her legs over his shoulders as he ate her out again. She was shiny under the bright lights, the sweat making reflections off her sides, thighs and calves. Her hair was wet at the roots. She held on to Jack's head, moving it up and down as she built again. This time she arched her back and dug her fingers into his scalp as she came for a second time.

Jack lifted his head, spit and pussy juice making his lips and chin shine. "You ready to get fucked now?" he asked.

With big eyes and an open mouth, Jenny nodded.

Jack knelt on the bed, his butt on his heals, and pulled Jenny's hips up his thighs.

"Pull out just before you finish and cum in her mouth," I said to Jack. Then to Jenny: "Let is cum run out around your mouth, you can lick him up when he's done."

I'm wasn't sure she heard me as she was looking with awe at Jack as he pulled her hips into the air, then directed his cock at her preteen pussy. She stiffened and her eyes got huge as my friend pushed his cock into my nine year old daughter.

Holding her hips, pulling her back and forth and rocking on his knees and feet, Jack moved his cock in and out of her. She could only take the head and a bit of the shaft, when he pulled back her clit would slide along the top of his hood. Jenny was arching her back, pushing her ass down against his thighs to meet him. She reached up over her head and, pushing against the mattress, moved to back and forth against his thrusts. Again she threw her head back, eyes clenched shut, neck muscles straining, as another orgasm roared through her.

"Jesus," Jack said. "This baby girl can fuck!"

Now, with Jenny relaxed, he reached up and lifted her by her armpits, sliding her forward while he moved with her, keeping his cock buried in her pus. Now they were in the 'missionary' position. Jack started humping into my little girl. Again, she was totally overwhelmed by the size of the man who was fucking her. Her face was at the level of his collar bones, she couldn't reach completely around his shoulders, her legs were hooked up over his hips. They looked incredibly small and frail against his huge thighs. Still, her lighter skin was shiny with sweat and was a contrast against his all-over tan. They continued to rock and soon she came again, whimpering against his chest.

Now he sat up, pulling her like a rag doll with him. Again, he was on his haunches but this time she was clutching his chest, seated, impaled on his cock, only half of which would fit inside the fourth grader. He started lifting and lowering her, then looked up at me with a smile.

"Damn, this is so fucking great. She's so light I can just throw her around where I want her. He pulled her head back with his hands on either side. Her eyes were closed, he brushed her hair off her forehead.

"You like this girl?"

She opened her eyes and looked at him, "Keep going," she said weakly.

He fell back, pulling her with him. Now she was on top. I moved to get some great shots of her ass in the air with his cock pushing inside her stretched open pussy as he humped inside her and she rocked back to meet his thrusts. They fucked like this for a few minutes as I alternated from shots of my friends cock shoving deep inside my daughter and of her face"she had the side of her face on his chest. There was a serene, relaxed expression that would occasionally tense as waves passed through her.

"Turn her around, facing up," I said.

Jack lifted her head and looked at her. "Hear that girl" Stand up and turn around."

Jenny weakly struggled to her feet, bouncing on the bed as she stepped over Jack. He stayed on his back, his dick pointing at the sky. She stood over him, looking down at his cock.

"Squat down, honey," I said.

She looked down, her face hidden by her hair, then lowered herself down. She took his cock with both hands and guided it to her cunt. I zoomed in as she slid down on him, taking him inside her. She experimentally bounced up and down on her heels a couple of times, then reached foreword and put her hands on his thighs, just above his knees and started raising and lowering her ass.

I moved around, filming from over Jack's shoulder to get the view of her spread open ass and cunt, his enraged schlong gliding in and out of her. Then I moved back to the foot of the bed.

"Lay back, honey, on top of him," I directed.

She sort of twisted as she fell back, her butt landing on his belly. He pulled her back against him, now her feet were on the bed on either side of his hips, her knees were in the air, her back arched, her head laying on his right pec as a pillow. I had the most awesome view of my daughter's pussy being filled with cock from behind.

He started thrusting in and out of her again, at first she rocked on her feet to meet him but then she put her feet on his knees and reached down and held his sides, pulling herself down against him. She was laying completely on top of him. Occasionally she'd look down at me, staring into the camera as she was fucked by a man three times her age. I zoomed in on her pussy and I think this got her off"she threw her head back and grunted as she came.

I could see that his legs were beginning to tense, Jack was definitely building as he ran his hands over my little girl's flat chest, smooth belly and hairless pussy while fucking her from behind. He was moving faster and she came again, pushing her head into his collarbone.

Almost as soon as she was done he said, "I'm goin'a cum soon baby." He pushed her up, "Suck on me."

Jenny quickly stood up scrambled around, kneeling between his thighs. I moved around to the head of the bed again, filming down over Jack's shoulder as she took him in her mouth, sucking in and out. Jack was humping up into Jenny's face, breathing hard and shivering. He made two quick thrusts and then a sheet of white cum ran out from Jenny's lips and down his cock, over her hands. Jenny opened her mouth, then pushed his cock deep into the back of her throat. She closed her lips around the shaft, then pulled back, cleaning the cum off his dick. Lifting her head and closing her mouth, she swallowed, then opened her mouth again just in time for another stream of goo to shoot in. More cum ran out of her mouth and down Jack's cock. Again, Jenny sucked the jiz off and swallowed but, this time, the next shot splashed against her lips and chin. She clamped her lips over his cock head to capture his remaining semen. He kept humping as more streams of goo escaped and pooled in his short cropped red dick hair. She pulled his cock out, still keeping it at her lips and smiled at him.

"That's a lot," she said.

"Oh yeah," he breathed as she took him in her mouth again and sucked more sperm out of his dick. Then she lifted up again, her lips, chin, and hands were covered with goo. Some was in her hair were it had dragged in the small pools at the base of his cock. When she smiled there were strings between her lips and she opened her mouth to show that it was also full of jez.

"You like my cum child?" he asked.

She closed her mouth and swallowed. "Mmmm, yeah."