Darla felt so excited as she looked down at the little school uniform that Jerry had dressed her in.
At only nine years old she was about to star in her first real movie.
She looked in the mirror, her curly blond hair that fell to her shoulders, her big grey eyes, her chubby little cheeks, and button nose made her perfect for the kinds of parts that Jerry would be getting for her, that's what he'd said, and she could see that he was right.
She was proud of her self for being so much more professional this time.
The first few times that Jerry had stripped her clothes off, and dressed her she had been so nervous, and embarrassed.
In fact she had actually cried during the "panty" photo shoot when he'd pulled her panties down so that he could put another pair on her, but he had been so sweet, and kind.
He had been crouched down on his knees in front of her with her panties down around her ankles, and when he'd asked her to step out of them she'd just started sobbing.
Jerry had stopped everything, and quickly drew himself upright to stand on his knees so that they were just about eye to eye when he'd taken her trembling, naked body into his arms, whispering soothingly as he rubbed her back.
"Shh, shh, that's just nerves." He'd reassured her. "Did you know that some of the biggest models in the business still get so nervous at a photo shoot that they cry? It's true, they do."
That had made her feel so much better, and it was a good reminder of how much Jerry knew about show business.
As she cried on his shoulder she felt really lucky to have met him.
It had been a fluke actually.
Being the middle child of seven siblings Darla's parents didn't always have a lot of time for her, so it was really convenient for them to just give her enough money for bus fare, and a movie, getting her out of the house for the whole day of Saturday.
That was fine with her, she loved movies, and wanted to be an actress, and model so bad that it almost hurt.
It had been on such a trip to the theater that she had gotten bored with the G rated movie that she had seen three times already, and decided to sneak into one of the R rated movies.
She waited for what she thought was just the right moment, and then slipped in behind the usher taking tickets at the door.
She had thought that she was home free when she suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder, and a teen aged voice said, "Where do you think you're going young lady?"
She had frozen in place, her cheeks flushing hot with embarrassment, and as she slowly turned around she'd begun to get really scared wondering how much trouble she would be in.
That's when Jerry had stepped forward, and said, "It's alright, she's my daughter. Here are our tickets."
The usher took the two tickets that Jerry had offered him, and as he tore them Jerry had looked down at her with a twinkle in his eyes as he gently admonished her with, "I told you to wait for daddy honey."
Darla didn't know who this strange man was, but he was helping her out of a jam so she'd figured that she ought to just play along. She had slipped out from under the grasp of the usher, taking the hand of her rescuer, and hiding behind him as she muttered, "I'm sorry daddy."
As the usher handed back the stubs, which he'd torn more out of habit than anything else, it was clear from the look on his face that his brain was still processing this turn of events.
Darla giggled nervously as she stood behind this strange man, gripping his thumb in one hand while squeezing his middle finger in her other little fist.
Jerry had felt his cock threatening to become fully erect at any second from the stimulation of having this pretty little girl blushing, and giggling behind him as she held his hand with her soft, delicate little fingers.
As if a light bulb suddenly went off in his head the usher said, "Sorry about that sir. We just have to make sure that no unaccompanied minors go into the R rated movies."
Jerry heaved an internal sigh of relief as he smiled, and said, "I understand, and don't worry, I don't think she'll be wandering off again." Adding to Darla, "Will you sweetheart?"
"No sir." Darla had squeaked in a small voice that had caused the teen aged usher to crack a grin as he'd opened the door for them.
"Enjoy the movie." he'd said in a cool, but friendly tone.
They had been about half way down the aisle when Jerry had lowered his head close to hers, and they both broke into a fit of giggles. Now that they where in the darkness of the theater no one could see his penis rapidly swell until it was a big bulge in his trouser leg from the feeling of her soft little hand in his, and drinking in her sweet little girl smell.
As they reached a spot near the front Darla had started to pull away whispering, "Thanks for getting me in mister."
"I had an extra ticket." He had muttered casually, and then grasped a hold of her hand before she could slip away.
She stopped short, looking at his big hand holding her firmly, and she began to feel a little nervous, but then he leaned down, and whispered, "Maybe we should sit together, you know, just in case they check on us."
"Wow, you're right." Darla responded, feeling a little awed by how smart he must be to think of that as she was lead between the seats to a spot in the middle aisle about half way up.
Once they'd sat down, and gotten settled the strange man had held out his hand, and said, "I'm called Jerry, what's your name?"
Darla glanced quickly at the screen because normally she liked to watch the trailers, but she had seen all of the ones playing at this theater so she saw no harm in talking.
"I'm Darla." She answered, putting her tiny hand in his.
"What a pretty name." he'd beamed with a big warm smile on his face. "It really suits a pretty girl like you."
Her cheeks had gotten red, and she'd had to bite her lip to keep from giggling.
At the time she had not really been used to people calling her pretty, but it had sure felt good.
"That was some really good improv that you did at the door." He'd complimented her. "And you're so pretty. Are you an actress, or a model, or something?"
This time she could not help but giggle, and her face flushed an even deeper shade of red as she replied, "No, I'm just a kid."
"Well," Jerry had responded. "Kids can be actors too. Surely you've seen kids on TV, and in movies."
It was true she had to admit, nodding her head slowly as he went on to say, "In fact Drew Barrymore did her first movie when she was about your age."
Hearing that had made Darla really excited because Drew Barrymore was one of her idols, and Jerry quickly picked up on that excitement saying, "All you need is an agent, and a good manager. I mean the way that you pretended to be my daughter so convincingly shows me that you've got the talent."
This had all sounded so exciting to Darla, and she had gotten so caught up in it that she hadn't even noticed that he was still holding her hand.
"Where can I meet someone like that?" Darla had whined desperately, which of course was exactly the kind of opening he'd been hoping for.
"Well it's funny that you should ask that," he had said brightly, giving her hand a little squeeze. "Because I just happen to be an agent, and a manager."
Her jaw dropped, her eyes got really wide, and she was so excited that even with her mouth hanging open it was obvious that she was smiling.
Her expression quickly went from jubilation to dismay however as he added, making it sound as if it was an after thought, "But I don't think that I should take on any new clients right now."
Darla's lip quivered, and she looked as if she were about to cry as she pleaded, "But please Mr. you've just got to."
Jerry had pretended to ponder this for a moment before saying, "I don't know," and eying her dubiously. "It would take a big commitment on your part. Do you think that you are ready for that?"
Darla didn't even hesitate.
"Oh I am, I just know I am." She insisted, adding, "I'll do anything."
Jerry's cock twitched when she said "I'll do anything." Because he knew what that "anything" was going to be, and although he wanted to just reach under her little yellow sun dress, and start rubbing her tiny prepubescent pussy right then, and there he knew that he had to play it cool so as not to scare her off, but that didn't mean that he couldn't have a some fun.
"I'll tell you what," he said slowly, as if he were just coming up with this idea on the spot. "We can do a little improvisation during the movie, and that way I can get a better idea of how talented you are, and by the time the movies over I should be able to figure out if I should take you on as a client."
"Okay." She practically shrieked, but then stopped, and kitting her little brow asked, "What do you want me to do?"
Jerry had been so excited with how smooth, and easy it had all been going that he really had to struggle to keep his voice calm as he said, "Okay, you are going to play my daughter, and we're watching a movie together, only you have to play a girl who's younger than you are. I fact she's so young that she has to sit in daddy's lap while they watch the movie."
Darla had to think about that for a second.
It had been so long since her parents had actually taken her to the movies that she really had to rack her little brain to remember, but yes, yes she did remember.
A long time ago, before the twins were born, they had taken her, and her slightly older brother Steven to the theater, and yes, daddy had held her in his lap.
"Okay." She had agreed, hopping off of her seat, and making as if to scramble into his lap, but he had stopped her.
"No," he had explained. "So daddy has to pick you up, and put you into his lap."
Without missing a beat she smiled, and said in a high pitched voice that made her sound even younger than her nine years, "Daddy hath to pick me up cuth I'm wittle." Before turning her back to him, and lifting up her arms.
He had then reached for her lithe little body, hitching his thumbs under her arms, and rubbing her semi-hard nipples with his fingers. It was a little chilly in there.
"Daddy has to make sure that he has a good grip so that he doesn't drop his baby girl." He excused himself as he rubbed, and squeezed the little mounds of baby fat where her breasts would one day bloom.
Darla couldn't quite figure out why at the time, but she had started to feel kind of squishy inside her little pussy like she did when she saw people doing sex on Television, and stuff, and this made her giggle and blush a little as Jerry finally lifted her up off of her feet, setting her gently on his knee, and then slowly sliding her back into his lap.
"Sssssss." Jerry had hissed placing one hand on her tummy, and the other on her chest, the feeling of her soft little bubble butt rubbing against his leg making his cock throb with anticipation as he pulled her in.
With her panties, her sun dress, his jeans, and his boxers that was four layers of cotton between them, but her tight, supple little ass had felt so good as he had slid it onto the tip of his hard dick that they might as well have been naked as far as he was concerned.
Darla had felt the hard thing down his pant leg poking her butt.
"I have to get comfy." she had explained as she had begun to wiggle her little hips in her lap.
"Oh yeah," he had whispered, almost panting. "Get comfy baby." his engorged penis leaking precum as she'd rubbed her soft little ass all over its head.
As if holding her sweet little body in his lap while she rubbed his hard cock with her cute little butt wasn't enough stimulation, the more that she wiggled the more that her dress rode up, revealing tantalizing glimpses of her tender young thighs in the flickering light of the movie screen.
Jerry practically creamed his jeans before she finally got settled.
She was straddling his thigh, and had pushed her butt forward so far that her dress was almost up around her waist, and the head of his cock was pushing her panties into the crack of her ass, just about resting against her sphincter.
Her head, and back had been leaned back against his chest, and he would rub her tummy, or stroke her silky hair telling her what a good girl she was, and how much daddy loved her.
Darla had enjoyed the attention so much that she had only half paid attention to the movie.
It had been so long since anybody had held her, or called her a "good girl" that she felt happy as a clam in Jerry's arms.
Of course Darla knew that the hard thing in Jerry's pants was his penis, she did have two older brothers after all.
In fact she and Steven were only a year apart, and used to bathe together when they were little so she knew about penises, that they got hard, and stuff.
She didn't understand it all, but she knew more than most girls her age thanks to her brother Robbie.
Last year she had started asking him all kinds of questions about sex, and stuff, and although he had been reluctant to answer her at first he soon realized that he was the only one that she could talk to about this kind of thing, and being the oldest he kind of felt responsible for teaching her.
Their parents sure weren't going to tell her anything.
For a couple with seven kids they could be oddly uptight about sex.
If he was being honest Robbie had been kind of relieved when Darla began asking him about that stuff, it was just nice to know that he wasn't the only one in the family who had started thinking about it at such a young age, and he'd wished that he'd had an older sibling to explain this stuff to him, so he was kind of happy to be able to do this for his little sister.
After she had been told about all the different things that could make a penis erect she had begun casually flashing her panties at some of the older boys at school just to watch the little bulge appear in their shorts.
She thought it was funny, but she knew that it was no big feat because as Robbie had explained, "At that age the wind blows, and your dick gets hard."
That particular conversation had started one Saturday night when everyone else was asleep, and it was just the two of them up watching TV. In the movie that they were watching a buxom blond was exiting a pool in slow motion, water dripping down her tan, perfect skin when Darla saw something move in Robbie's lap out of the corner of her eye, so she looked over, and her jaw dropped as she watched her brother's cock swell down his pants leg before her very eyes.
He had been wearing sweat pants so it was really sticking up to the point that she could see the shape of the head.
Robbie had really been into the movie so it took him a minute to notice that Darla was staring at his crotch, so that when he did at first he just kind of looked at her with a puzzled expression as if to say "What? What are you looking at?", then he looked down at his own obvious hard on, and then he began blushing, muttering "Oh shit!" as he quickly reached down and adjusted himself.
Darla's hands flew up to her mouth with a gasp, and then she giggled, "Robbie's got a boner!"
Robbie blushed a little deeper shade of red as he reached over, and mussed Darla's hair, chuckling, "Shut up you dork."
Once they'd stopped laughing there was a little awkward silence before Darla finally asked, "Was it because of her?" pointing at the television.
"What?" he shot back in confusion.
Darla rolled her eyes, and then in a tone that said she thought he was being dense, "The girl in the bikini. Is that what made your thing hard?"
"Well yeah." Robbie said a little defensively. "She's hot."
Darla agreed with this assessment through a matter of fact nod before asking, "What else makes it hard?"
He eyed her dubiously before saying slowly, "I'm not sure that I should be telling you this stuff squirt."
"Please Robbie, please tell me." She begged desperately. "Who else can I talk to?"
He had to admit that she had a point, so he told her.
He answered all of her questions, and by the end of their little talk she knew more about penises than just about any little girl around.
She knew enough to know that Jerry's hard dick against her butt meant that he really thought that she was pretty.
Darla, with her head resting against Jerry's chest, was sitting still, but after a while a real sexy part came in the movie they were watching where a man and a woman were kissing, and taking each other's clothes off.
She got really into it, and began moving her little hips.
By the time the couple on the screen was in bed Darla was really rocking, rubbing her little pussy, and ass all over the head of Jerry's hard cock.
Darla felt really squishy watching the man's butt move up, and down in between the woman's legs under the sheets.
Jerry had slid both of his hands up to her little chest, rubbing her firmly, but gently as he panted, "Yeah, that's daddy's good girl." In a breathy whisper.
Darla's cheeks flushed a deep red, and she felt really excited, and scared at the same time aas she wondered if Jerry wanted to do sex with her.
Jerry was in ecstasy, but about the time the sex scene in the movie ended he couldn't take any more, and needed relief.
"Daddy has to go to the rest room." he announced as he stood up, and unceremoniously dropped her back in the seat, rushing up the aisle, and out of the theatre.
Fortunately there was nobody in between himself, and the rest room so there was nobody to see the big wet stain on his pant leg from all the precum that had been steadily leaking from his cock since Darla first sat in his lap.
He lucked out again when found the bathroom empty, and he immediately rushed into a stall grunting with relief as he freed his throbbing member from it's cotton prison.
"Oh Darla." he chanted, stroking his hard, naked shaft as he imagined pulling down her panties, and licking her fat, hairless little pussy.
He could still smell her on his clothes, and that made it a lot easier to imagine the taste of her tiny vagina as he slipped his tongue in between what he just knew would be her thick outer labia, rubbing her with his wet tongue from her tiny clit , through her pink little slit, and then pushing into her tight hole.
Then he thought about slipping the head of his penis in between her pouty lips, her chubby little cheeks sucking in, expanding out as he face fucked her.
Then I as he began to imagine actually penetrating her tight little nine year old vagina with his hard cock he couldn't hold back any more.
"Uuuugghhh, uuugghhh, uuuughhhh." he grunted rhythmically as he ejaculated into the toilet, some of his cum landing on the seat, and floor as he was cumming too hard to really keep it under control.
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