Darlene's Uncle's Hobby (Part #4)

In this episode, Philip is paired with Ashley, another flat-chested, sexually experienced girl. He admits he has a quirky fondness for this unusual body type!

Introduction

As you can tell by its title, this is the fourth installment in this collection of short stories. Set in the spring of 1977, they are about a very attractive eighth-grader named Darlene Blackmoore, her paternal Uncle Bill who produces porno movies starring his niece, and a classmate of Darlene’s named Philip Giffner. Philip is willingly lured into the world of porn because he enjoys having sex with beautiful young girls. Philip narrates this story.

Part One

It had only been about a month, but in that short time, I, Philip Giffner, had gone from being a typical eighth-grade pupil to being an “actor” in independently made pornographic films. Along those lines, I had enjoyed the great pleasure of bedding three fetching girls, two of them longtime schoolmates of mine whom I had long desired.

I hesitate to use the words “actor” or “acting” to describe what I was doing. I really had not “acted” in any of the three films I had appeared in; I willfully had sex in them and I’d loved every second of it. Uncle Bill (who wasn’t my uncle, he was Darlene’s) had insisted he wanted natural lovemaking in the films, not scripted sex. He wasn’t, however, averse to making suggestions as the silent cameras rolled, but that was the extent of any acting on my part. I was having the time of my life. Moreover, since these movies were being sold only to rich, private collectors in foreign countries, I had been keeping my part-time “acting job” a secret without much trouble at all. I just explained my absences to my parents by telling them I had been regularly visiting Darlene’s home a few blocks away to assist her with math homework. They bought it! I had also stashed away the cash I had been paid for each scene I did.

My debut had been as Darlene’s partner. She had coerced me into having sex with her on film. Darlene was easily the prettiest girl in the eighth grade at my school. In fact, she was drop-dead gorgeous, so it didn’t take much arm-twisting on her part to convince me that being paid to fuck her was an appealing proposition. It was utterly fantastic—considering it was my first real sexual experience with any girl whatsoever. During that first romp with Darlene, I learned I had a talent for powerful cum shots. Uncle Bill immediately noticed that gift, too, so he promptly made me a regular performer in his films and upped my pay.

The fourth film for me was a sequel with Darlene which, of course, I eagerly awaited. I had always liked Darlene as a classmate. The feeling was apparently mutual because Darlene and I created a certain magic when we screwed on camera. We didn’t just fuck; we made passionate love together, an intangible quality which those cameras caught. We’d happily have sex all day, if we could.

The sequel, shot on a Saturday morning, was even better than the original, as my cum shot was far and away the best I had ever produced in my 14 years. It literally covered Darlene from her chin to the entrance to her pretty pussy. I couldn’t help but utter “Wow!” with delight when I surveyed the result. That same, positive verbal expression came from Uncle Billy’s lips, too. Darlene just laughed with merriment as she used her hands to wipe the huge ejaculation from her beautiful body. “Good one, Philip!” she finally exclaimed and then resumed her playful laughing as she lifted my ropes of semen off herself… and then sexily dropped them back onto herself. My male ego was absolutely soaring.

When the scene ended, Darlene and I merrily spent another 90 minutes on the huge bed just enjoying each other, with ongoing sexual touching combined with plenty of hugging and kissing. Uncle Bill chose to keep the stationary cameras running just in case they captured something special he could add to what he had already recorded before my magnificent orgasm. After about 75 minutes, I was physically revived and eager to fuck Darlene for a second time that Saturday morning. Uncle Bill stopped me just as I was about to mount his niece.

“No, please don’t do that, Philip,” he said as kindly as he could under the circumstances. The head of my penis was about two inches from Darlene’s waiting vagina when I got the untimely order to halt. “Give your dick a well-deserved rest. I need you again to be at your best on Wednesday night, Philip. I want you to stay celibate until then.”

“Oh, you have another girl for me to love?” I asked eagerly. I deliberately used the verb “love” because my gentleness was allegedly an endearing quality that came through quite clearly in the final edits of the three (now four) movies in which I had appeared.

“That’s correct, Philip,” he said with a smile. “Good guess! When you and Darlene have finished your fun, take a shower and I’ll explain who will be your sex partner in four days.” Darlene and I spent another 15 minutes just kissing and caressing each other before we finally left the bed. We did shower together, which is always a fun thing to do with a sexy girl whenever you have the opportunity.

Darlene seemed to have taken as much interest in my career as a porn performer as I had, so she was as eager to hear her Uncle Bill’s plans for Wednesday night as I was. We sat together on the large leather couch stationed not too far from the filming area. Darlene sweetly grasped my hand. Uncle Bill sat across from us in the same canvas director’s chair he preferred while filming his cinematic masterpieces.

“Philip, last Wednesday’s shoot with Evelyn was an obvious success,” he began. “You two were simply terrific together.”

Evelyn Vance was a highly oversexed, flat-chested, 14-year-old girl who was likely a nymphomaniac. Her mother, having learned of Uncle Bill’s enterprise, had brought Evelyn to the studio conceding that if her daughter was going to be extremely sexually active at that age, she might as well make it profitable for herself. I was hoping Uncle Bill was going to tell me that Evelyn was returning to do another movie with me. That would be a real treat! (I didn’t have the heart to tell Darlene that even though she had a fabulous body at age 14, Evelyn had her beat in the fucking department. Horny Evelyn was that good at it!)

“I have to agree,” stating the obvious. “Evelyn was a fabulous fuck.” I quickly glanced at Darlene and said, “Not that the gorgeous female presently sitting beside me isn’t—she certainly is!” I kissed Darlene on the cheek and playfully copped a feel of her left breast.

“Well, I don’t have Evelyn for you this Wednesday, but Evelyn’s mom knows someone who has a similar daughter, who is also age 14—and remarkably flat-chested, too. Her name is Ashley McConnell. Apparently, Ashley likes to fuck the male cousins in her family and a couple of middle school boys on her street. Like Evelyn’s mother, Ashley’s mom figures her daughter might as well earn some money doing what she loves. Ashley lives about 25 miles away, but she’ll be here Wednesday night at 7:30 if you are available, Philip.”

I enthusiastically said that I’d be there well in advance. Furthermore, I promised to stay celibate in the interim to ensure my pistol would be well loaded for Ashley. Screwing girls I had never met before was becoming quite a thrill for me.

“Lucky you, Philip!” Darlene stated. “You seem to be a natural at this. I might be getting just a little bit jealous from you spreading yourself around so much recently. First it was Cindy, then it was Evelyn, and now it will be Ashley!”

“That’s an incredibly sweet thing for you to say, Darlene,” I told her with fondness. “Nobody has ever made me come as hard as I did today, so obviously you are my girl of choice. I suppose on some level I love you. I’d like to fuck you for a week without taking a break!”

“Let’s try it sometime!” Darlene hastily agreed with my crazy, hyperbolic sexual idea. Then she embraced me for a very passionate kiss, causing a noticeable bulge to appear in my trousers.

“Celibacy, Philip! Celibacy!” Uncle Bill reminded me. “That also includes having unplanned accidents in your pants thanks to my beautiful niece’s affection for you.”

I put a fake scowl on my face, as did Darlene. Uncle Bill laughed and said we could make another movie together for him next Saturday morning. Of course, he pointed out, I’d have to abstain from sex for the 60 or so hours after I’d finished screwing Ashley until I was bedding Darlene for the third time. If this was the biggest problem in my life—and it was—I had to be the luckiest 14-year-old boy in the world.

Part Two

On Wednesday evening, I arrived at Darlene and Uncle Bill’s home shortly after 6 p.m., such was my eagerness to screw Ashley McConnell, whom I had never met nor even spoken to before. In fact, I hadn’t even seen a photo of her. Neither had Uncle Bill, who had taken a chance by hiring Ashley sight unseen.

Darlene had no reason to be there, but I was not at all surprised that she was opting to stick around to be a spectator during my shoot with the mysterious Ashley. Maybe she was becoming slightly jealous! Wow! While Darlene was occupied with something in another room, Uncle Bill took the opportunity to speak with me privately. “Philip, I want to commend you for your unwavering eagerness in all this. I sincerely mean it,” he said.

“Why shouldn’t I be eager?” I happily asked him. “I’m getting paid to have fabulous sex with gorgeous girls. I don’t even have to chase them down. I just walk a few blocks from home, and we end up in bed together…and it’s all thanks to you!”

“That’s a very fine thing for you to say to me, Philip,” Uncle Bill replied. “I appreciate the kind compliment. Still, you haven’t given me a moment’s trouble about anything. This will be the second girl you’ve had sex with sight unseen. For your sake and mine, I hope she’s at least moderately attractive. She might not be, you know.”

“Even if Ashley turns out to be a real dog, I can’t complain,” I said. “I had great luck with Evelyn last Wednesday.”

“Philip, I’d still feel badly if you ended up in the sack tonight with an ugly, flat-chested eighth-grader,” Uncle Bill worried.

I smiled and explained something to Uncle Bill that I had only realized myself during my romp with Evelyn last Wednesday. “Ashley’s looks are beyond the control of either of us, but the term ‘flat-chested eighth-grader’ absolutely turns me on! I couldn’t believe how horny I got when I first saw Evelyn Vance in her birthday suit a week ago. Those tiny little breast buds of hers nearly drove me crazy.”

Uncle Bill openly laughed at my honest and totally unexpected reply. “Let me get this straight, Philip,” he said. “You adore my voluptuous, 14-year-old niece who is better built than most high-school girls, but you are also drawn to females the same age who have nothing or next to nothing in the boob department? Have I got that right, Philip?”

“Yeah, you do. Although variety is the spice of life, I think their appearance is what does it for me,” I confessed. “Obviously, the sexual histories of both Evelyn and this new girl Ashley are sordid. They’ve both been around the block a few times. But as long as they have the bodily appearance of being virginal, I can put what I know about them out of my mind for a while. I can easily pretend they are innocent girls with no sexual experience at all. That whole premise makes me horny—and I mean very horny!” I quickly added, “Don’t say any of this to Darlene, though, please. She’d likely think I’m a crazy person and change her opinion about me. I wouldn’t want that to happen.”

“Your naughty secret about flat-chested girls is safe with me,” Uncle Bill assured me with a gentle pat on the shoulder. “You know, Philip, somehow I get the idea that if you weren’t appearing in my films, you’d be on my growing list of customers wanting to buy them.”

Part Three

The doorbell rang. It came as a slight surprise because Uncle Bill and I were so engrossed with our conversation that neither of us had noticed a car park in front of the house and two people get out of it. Uncle Bill rushed to the front door to let Ashley and her mother inside the house. Darlene, as curious as her uncle and I were, promptly came out of her bedroom to meet the visitors, too.

Uncle Bill’s worries that Ashley might turn out to be an unattractive girl quickly dissipated. She was actually quite cute and sported a head of curly black hair. She had no figure at all, but she had the physique of a girl who kept herself in fine shape. (I later learned that Ashley was an excellent and avid roller skater.) Ashley also possessed a small, circular birthmark just beside her nose below her left eye. For some odd reason, I found it to be quite appealing.

Uncle Bill welcomed them to the house and directed everyone downstairs to the studio where all the subsequent carnal fun would occur. Ashley was a bit of a motormouth who seemed to hate even a moment of silence. “You must be the boy I’m going to fuck tonight,” she brazenly stated when she first saw me. “Hey, you’re alright! I’m going to enjoy it for sure. Imagine! I’m getting paid a lot of money to have sex with a handsome, eighth-grade boy. What’s your name?”

I told Ashley I was Philip Giffner, I was 14 years old, and yes, I was going to enjoy having sex with her, too, as she was a very pretty and desirable girl.

“I like sex,” Ashley interjected. “I do it a lot, but my mom didn’t know about it until recently. I tried to keep it a secret from her. I got caught with my boy cousins and they got into big trouble with their parents—especially because they are all older than I am. But everything has worked out okay for me. Now I can do sex and get money for it. That’s a good deal, isn’t it? Do you get paid for sex, too, Philip?”

I confirmed that I was a paid performer, but I did not earn as much as she did because “almost everyone buys these movies to see the pretty girls having sex, not the boys.”

“That doesn’t seem fair, but I guess that’s the way it is,” Ashley stated.

Uncle Bill gave a detailed account of what would happen. I was used to it by now. Ashley and I would meet at the foot of the huge bed to exchange kisses, hugs and engage in whatever foreplay came to our minds. Then we would do whatever seemed natural to sexually aroused 14-year-old boys and girls. He’d coach both of us through the entire scene while operating a hand-held camera. Several tripods held stationary cameras to record the sexual activity from every possible angle. Uncle Bill concluded his monologue by stating, “Philip will almost certainly ejaculate on Ashley.” He paused for a moment and then added the coda, “So be prepared for it, honey.” There was a tacit implication in that comment that my cum shots were larger than average.

Ashley took it all in stride, saying, “No problem! I like it when boys come on me! It’s fun. When they come, I know I’ve been a good sex partner—and they always come.”

“It’s great to have self-confidence,” Uncle Bill told Ashley. “That applies to sex, too.”

Uncle Bill had already selected my wardrobe for this shoot well in advance. I wore a sky-blue golf shirt and grey shorts. Not knowing Ashley’s size made it impossible for him to choose her clothing until she arrived that night. He quickly found an orange t-shirt with a palm tree design on it and a pair of white tennis shorts that fit Ashley well. She kept her red socks with white stripes and the fairly new sneakers she wore. The snug fit of the t-shirt confirmed that Ashley had nothing resembling breasts at this time in her young life.

“You can see I have no tits yet, Philip,” Ashley apologized to me. Pointing to Darlene, Ashley abruptly said, “This girl has big boobs for her age. I envy her.”

Darlene thanked her for the compliment, but I joked, “Does she? Oh, I’ve never noticed that before.” About two seconds later, Darlene gave me a playful swat on my behind.

When Ashley was out of earshot for a moment, I heard Darlene whisper to her uncle, “Is there a secret society of flat-chested, 14-year-old girls? Where do they come from? There’s no girl at my school who’s my age who has no figure. Jeez, I was wearing a training bra in the fourth grade!”

I then said to Ashley, “Hey, don’t worry about that at all. I’ll likely come all over your chest just the same. Flat-chested girls get my dick very hard very quickly. I think they’re awesome to fuck.”

Darlene gave me a long, quizzical look when I said that, but I wasn’t kidding. I could already feel the beginnings of an erection stirring.

Uncle Bill told us the time to begin was soon approaching. I noticed that Ashley’s mother had said very little since she arrived. However, just as Uncle Bill was about to call “Action!” I heard Mrs. McConnell plainly tell her daughter, “Do your best, honey, and you’ll do fine. Honestly, I think this is what you were put on the planet to do.” Wow! What a statement for a mother to make!

At Uncle Bill’s signal, Ashley and I advanced from different directions to the foot of the large bed. I quickly enveloped this unknown girl in my arms. She was about five inches shorter than I was, so I lifted her slightly as I gave her a romantic kiss. Following the smooch, I placed her on the bed in a sitting position. I sat down beside her. I ran my fingers through Ashley’s curly black hair and told her she was “absolutely beautiful.” I don’t think she expected to hear that kind remark because she gave me a surprised smile and a kiss on the cheek. She rested her head on my shoulder lovingly. I immediately placed my hands on her orange t-shirt where her boobs would be in a couple of years and rubbed the areas as if she had tits. Ashley sighed with delight. My dick was just as hard as it had been when I fucked the luscious and curvaceous Darlene on Saturday morning.

I lifted Ashley’s t-shirt over her head to expose two little nipples. If not for her pretty, feminine face, her torso could have been mistaken for that of a typical 11-year-old boy. “I can’t wait to come all over these goodies of yours,” I told her. Then I disrobed. Ashley concluded that she needed to get naked, too. She removed her borrowed shorts in a hurry. Her panties were mostly white with a few yellow stars and moons decorating them. Ashley pulled them off and sat on the bed. She had a hairless pussy, which did not surprise me. She looked just adorable.

Despite her reputation for sexual experience, Ashley was the most passive sex partner I had yet had in my brief film career. She was content to let me do all the work—and I was more than content to do it! I immediately kneeled on the floor and licked her pretty, bald pussy. I enjoyed it greatly! Based on my limited experience, every girl seemed to possess a unique taste down there. As Ashley became progressively wetter, I shoved the middle finger of my right hand up her vagina, repeatedly driving it in and out. Ashley nearly screamed in ecstasy. “Mom, that feels really good when he does that to me!” she exclaimed to her spectating parent. My fingering her culminated in a predictable result: Ashley unloaded a noticeable squirt a few seconds later—which I helpfully lapped up with my tongue. So far, so good!

I climbed onto the bed and repositioned Ashley to the center of it. I felt compelled to show off my dick to her, average though it was. I rubbed it across her flat torso and barely-there nipples. I said to her, “I’m going to please you with my penis tonight, Ashley. That’s my goal.” I placed it on her face, hoping she’d get the idea of performing fellatio on my rigid member, but all my dick got was the briefest of kisses. No big deal. I embraced her. We kissed some more while I fondled her chest area. I made a point of rubbing my stiffie across her tits a second time just for the visual effect.

“Time to do some serious fucking, Ashley!” I informed her. I lied on my back in the center of the bed with several pillows elevating my head and torso. I shifted my compliant bedmate into the reverse cowgirl position, planted her on my erect rod, and began lifting her up and down. My dick fit inside her vagina like a glove. It felt wonderful from top to bottom to be inside her.

“What a great pussy you have, Ashley, honey!” I told her sincerely. “My penis definitely belongs inside there!”

Ashley was unable to talk. She was too busy groaning in rhythm to my sliding her up and down my erection. When I paused for a moment to feel her nipples, which had gotten nicely hard, she again reported to her mother, “Philip is fucking me better than anyone ever has—even Jeremy.” I later found out that Jeremy was Ashley’s 19-year-old cousin and most frequent sex partner before he literally got caught with his pants down by his parents.

I could sense my orgasm building. I wanted to provide a great camera shot of it for Uncle Bill, so I embraced Ashley and then placed her on her back near the edge of the bed. I continued fucking her, but now from a standing position. There was nothing subtle about my screwing at this point. I drove my penis as hard into Ashley’s vagina as possible with long and meaningful thrusts. Both the giver and receiver moaned with each one. I couldn’t resist announcing with satisfaction, “Ashley, I think I’m pleasing you!”

Moments later I told her, “I’m going to come all over you very soon, Ashley. Trust me! It will be great!” Seconds later I pulled out. My dick exploded with a cum shot that at least rivalled the one I had splattered on Darlene on Saturday morning. This one sprayed jism that landed everywhere from the top of Ashley’s vagina to the tip of her nose. I counted five separate ropes of ejaculate that I had fired onto my sexy, flat-chested bedmate. Hey, maybe I was as gifted in that department as Uncle Bill told me I was! Ashley’s passive behavior vanished now that she had loads of my cum to deal with. She obviously liked it as a treat, as she put every drop she could find into her mouth and swallowed it, showing off to Uncle Bill’s hand-held camera as the warm goo slid down the hatch.

I was still hard despite the massive sperm eruption I had unleashed. Thus, I immediately climbed back onto the bed and on top of Ashley. I put my penis back into her vagina and kept right on thrusting with great enthusiasm. I didn’t think there was anything left to come out of my dick, but I was mistaken. A sixth rope of cum was launched into Ashley’s most private part. She seemed more than happy with the outcome. “Maybe we’ve made a baby, Philip. You are the best fucker I’ve ever had. Thank you so much!” I liked the compliment, but not the idea of being a 14-year-old father. I strongly hoped that wasn’t the case.

“You’re welcome!” I eventually said. I glanced back at the “studio audience” for a moment. I saw that Darlene was giving us a round of applause—as was Mrs. McConnell. Uncle Bill was smiling. He was letting the cameras roll until I pulled my penis out of Ashley. I had no great desire to do that especially quickly, so Uncle Bill suggested I better do it. When I pulled out, a sizeable wad of my love goo dripped out, too. “There goes the baby, Ashley!” I commented.

For the first time, a porn movie I was in ran short because I had come too quickly. Ashley and I had to get re-dressed and do some more “foreplay” after the fact to pad the film’s length. Uncle Bill suggested that Ashley give me a hand job. She tugged on my happy dick for five minutes knowing full well that I was incapable of coming a third time that night. I suggested fellatio, which Ashley eventually did perform, but not especially well. She told me afterward that only one boy in her neighborhood—a 16-year-old named Marco—had ever received a blowjob from her. According to Ashley, he lasted less than ten seconds before filling her mouth with cum.

“He can hardly be faulted for that!” I exclaimed.

Ashley and I showered together. As the water was refreshingly cascading on us, she started becoming a chatterbox again, but her talk was all praiseful words for me. She claimed I was the nicest, sweetest guy she had ever been with in her young life; my hard dick felt wonderful inside her vagina; my orgasm was beyond impressive; and my cum was easily the best she had ever tasted. I had to admit, hearing those plaudits was wonderful for inflating my teenage ego. I laughed out loud when she said, “Philip, just imagine how big your orgasm would have been if I had nice tits for you to fondle.” Even Ashley’s mother insisted on telling me how impressive I was as a 14-year-old lover. Plans were quickly made for a sequel to be shot very soon.

A week later at school, Darlene handed me something just before opening exercises began. It was a midsized manila envelope sent by Ashley and her mom to me in care of Uncle Bill. Inside was a card thanking me for excellent services rendered! Mrs. McConnell and Ashley had both signed it, but the 14-year-old sexpot had added the following postscript, “Philip, I can’t wait until we fuck again. You have a great penis, and you really know how to use it! Thanks again, Ashley McConnell.”

I took the praiseful card and put it in a hiding place in my bedroom, a few feet beside the old shoebox where I’d been storing my movie earnings.