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First Published: 14 November 2021
Lolita - The Musical
by Peter Story Code: M/g, Incest, public sex This is a story about a community theater staging an adaptation of Vladimir Nabokov's 1955 classic, Lolita. A ten-year-old girl lands the role of Lolita. A warning to readers. This story's main character is a Mary Sue. Some of my readers have been vocal about their dislike of Mary Sues. However, I do hope that all readers give the story a chance. Please enjoy. ********************** Kitty was alone on the stage. The lights were bright. The ten-year-old could just make out a line of people about five rows back. She knew that the Director would be out there. And her mom. She didn’t know who else was out there. She didn't care. “I’m going to sing ‘You Better you bet” by the Who.” The music started up. It was louder than at home. She cleared her mind. Her strong, clear, perfect voice sang out:
I call you on the telephone
I love to hear you say my name Kitty loved to sing. She loved to act. She had been on stage at school every year since second grade. Now, just ten years old, she thought of herself as a veteran of the limelight. All nervousness gone, Kitty took the microphone off the stand and filled the stage. She strutted, skipped, and danced from one side of the stage to the other. The tiny short skirt was kicking back and forth with the beat of the girl's narrow hips. There were only ten people out in the seats, but in her mind, it was filled to capacity, and she sang to each and every one of the 500 people.
When I say, "I love you," you say, "You better..." The music stopped. Kitty was a little thrown, but she covered well and stopped singing. She smiled at the row of people. Deliberately and with a bit of effort, she kept herself from squinting or using her hand to shade her eyes. The newbies squinted. She wanted to show she was a professional. "That was lovely, dear." Said a man. "Um..." a rustle of paper, "...um... your Kitty Potter, dear? Is that right?" "Yes, sir. Kitty Potter." "It says here your ten? Are you ten, dear?" "Yes, sir. I'm ten years old." There was chatter among the line of people. Kitty could not hear all of it. "Only ten" and "Should be twelve." "I know, but she's perfect." and "Such a lovely voice" "Such a lovely girl." The same man from before said, "Kitty, dear, you're perfect for the role of Lolita, but it calls for a twelve-year-old." "Yes, sir. I know, but I'm tall for my age, and I think..." "Yes, yes. You are perfect. You're beautiful and graceful. By far the best we've seen, and we have auditioned a lot of girls..." Kitty's face lit up like a supernova, "Thank you, sir. Thank you." To the people out in the audience, it almost looked like she was floating. "Um, dear. The problem is that the role of Lolita has a lot of nudity." Another voice, a woman, "A lot of nudity and a lot of sex, Honey. Would you be comfortable being nude on stage?" Kitty began to strip, "Yes, ma'am. I love the stage, and I am comfortable in my own skin." She only had a dress, shoes, socks, and panties. She was naked in the blink of an eye. Walking back and forth on the stage, she continued her song, bereft of cloths and of music. Dressed in confidence and self-esteem. The song was even more beautiful and powerful a cappella.
When I say, "I love you," you say, "You better..."
I lay on the bed with you The ten in the audience clapped and cheered, "Lovely, really lovely. Thank you, dear. That was very brave." "Bold, she's a bold little girl. Perfect for our Lolita." The house lights were turned on, and Kitty saw the Director and the rest of the group for the first time. Her mom was all the way in the back. She gave her daughter a thumbs up. All ten walked up onto the stage. The naked preteen gave each of them a hug as they introduced themselves. Joy noticed that all ten squeezed her daughter's perfect little ass as they hugged her. The Director saw Joy standing off on her own and walked up to her, "Hi, you must be Kitty's mother. Joy, right?" They shook hands, "Yes, I'm Joy. And you're the Director, Buck Nudo. I read the script. It will be a fantastic show. Some of the decisions you made were really courageous. The writer also came over and introduced himself, "Hi, I wrote the play. Well, I adapted it. My name is Jack Palle. We want to make sure that Kitty, you, and your husband understand clearly what we expect from Lolita..." During the car on the ride home, Kitty was buzzing with excitement. She had the role she wanted! The staring role! They even told her she would be on the posters! She was babbling to her mom a mile a minute when Joy nervously asked, "Um, Kitty... dear, do you realize that this play, um, has a lot of sex in it?" "Oh, yeah, I know, mom. I've read the script - front to back. There are nine sex scenes. Most of them are with Lolita. Most are with my stepdad, Humbert. Billy Mec was there. He's going to be Humbert. He's really dreamy. It's a shame that the sex isn't real, but maybe I could talk Billy into..." Joy pulled the car over to the side of the road and put the car into park, "Honey, that's what I'm trying to make you understand. The sex is going to be real." Kitty laughed, "Oh, mom, you are such a fuddy-duddy. It's just acting. It's not real." "Kitty, listen to me." She saw the excited flush in her daughter's face, "Honey, the sex is going to be real." Joy pondered what to say next. She was about to say penis penetrating vagina sex but then thought she should be more graphic, "It's real cock fucking pussy sex. They are going to screw you on stage and fill your cunt with cum." Joy let that sink in, then added, "You will be fucked, on stage, in front of 500 people, once a night for seven days in a row. And twice on Saturday." "In front of my friends?" Then her eyes went wide, and she yelped, "In FRONT OF DADDY!" The ten-year-old was stark white, "What would daddy say? Would he hate me and call me a slut?" Joy hugged the girl, "No, he would not hate you, and no, he would not think ... well, I'm not sure about that second one. He may think you were a slut, but that's OK. If you want to be a slut, daddy and I will support you and love you anyway." They also said there would be a lot of sex with the cast and crew. Sex with investors. You might even have to fuck a couple of vendors.” Kitty pulled back from her mom, "Are YOU going to think I'm a slut for fucking on stage in front of a bunch of people? For fucking all those strangers?" Joy laughed, "I've known you were a slut ever since last Fourth of July when I caught you with your cousins and brother in the pool house." Kitty giggled, remembering that night. Her brother Tim was on his back, and she was riding his cock as her 16-year-old cousin Berry fucked her ass, and she sucked her 13-year-old cousin. Four other cousins were waiting for their turn to fuck the little girl. Instead of stopping or being embarrassed, Kitty just pulled Len’s dick out of her mouth and said, "Please don't tell daddy. Oh, and can you ask Ken and Allen to come and fuck me too?" Kitty had to agree, "Yeah, OK. So I guess I am a slut. Do you think daddy will get made when he finds out?" "No. But we might want to keep the sex in the play a secret from him. Of course, he'll find out when he sees the show, but if you tell him about it now, he might try to talk you out of playing the lead." "OK. I won't say anything." She thought a moment, "Are you sure that I'm going to be fucked on stage during the show?" Joy laughed, "Yes, the Director and the author both talked to me about it. They were extremely clear. 'We feel that so many artistic endeavors fall short of their vision because of the timid nature of the participants.'" Joy said with a hoity-toity voice. "Then the director said, 'What Jack is saying is that to make the play as realistic as possible, we want the sex to be real sex. We will be blocking it out so that the audience sees her vagina being penetrated, and they will be able to see sperm dripping out of her." She could see that this was exciting for her daughter, "He also said that there would be a lot of sex during the seven weeks of rehearsals and that you might have to sleep with some of the crew, cast, and investors." Kitty had a little climax. Joy giggled and kissed her daughter, "You love the idea of fucking in front of 500 people, don't you?" Kitty blushed, "Yes, I think I do." **************** That night the Potter family was celebrating. Kitty felt like a princess - Joy had taken her shopping after the audition and let Kitty pick out a new dress. Then, Keith told his daughter that she could pick any restaurant in town. "It's your night, Sweetheart. You pick the place. It's your night." Around the table, they toasted 'Lolita' with non-alcoholic champagne. Kitty blushed when the wait staff also congratulated her, and the chef served her a special dessert. When they got home, Keith said, "All right, kids, it's late. Time for bed." Tim, who was a little annoyed that the whole night revolved around his little sister, decided that ending the day was a good idea. He gave his dad a typical father-son, half-hug. "Good night, dad." He gave his mom a quick mother-son kiss, "Night, mom." Then he went to do the same for his sister. Kitty was still buzzing over the day's excitement and grabbed her brother and pulled him down to her level. She kissed him hard, deep, and wet. "Good night, big brother. I love you soooo much! Your the best big brother any girl has ever had!" "Whoa! What did I do to deserve that?" He asked. Not wanting her dad to hear, she pulled him back down to her and whispered into his ear, "It's not what you did, silly Timmy. It's what you're going to do tonight when I sneak into your bedroom. Maybe what you're going to do a couple of times." Then she kissed him again. ***************************** The next day on the ride to the playhouse, Kitty was still buzzing like a bumblebee. Joy laughed, "I thought your brother would have cooled your jets a little?" Kitty blushed, "What do you mean?" "You must think I'm deaf. When I went upstairs to get ready for bed, I heard you two fucking like bunnies and you howling at the moon. You're just lucky I wanted to take my shower first, or your dad would have been the one watching you and Tim screwing in his room." Kitty giggled, "How long did you watch us?" "Just long enough to give myself a nice orgasm. Then I made sure Tim's door was closed and latched and took a cold shower." "Do you think that they will fuck me today? You know, the guy playing my dad and the guy playing Humbert?" Kitty asked as she rubbed her panties. "I'll be surprised if they don't. I have never been in a play, but I hear that even plays that aren't racy, you know, like Cats or Wicked, that most of the girls have to fuck the directors and some of the investors. So it's something that you will have to get used to if you want to be in plays." "Oh, I don't mind. I'm kinda looking forward to it." Joy reached over and rubbed her daughter's crotch, "You are soaking wet. It feels like you pissed yourself." She laughed as she pulled into the parking lot. Then she kissed her daughter and said, "Don't overdo it, OK?" "OK, mommy." Kitty said, reverting back a couple of years, "Your the best mommy in the whole world." Pinching one of Kitty's nipples, Joy teased, "You said that to your brother then fucked him all night long. Are you trying to get into my panties too?” "Mumm, I think I might like that, mommy... if your offering." Joy swatted her daughter's tiny ass, "Go, on. Have fun." Then she watched as her little girl skipped across the parking lot and into the playhouse. *********************** The Director, Buck Nudo, sat everyone around four large tables that were set up in the middle of the stage. First, they all spent some time introducing themselves to each other. Then the Director said, "Now anyone that has read the book and the script will see that we are not sticking with the story as it is written. The book is just too long. The play, written by the fantastic Jack Palle..." There was some applause from around the table and stage. "...Follows a little closer with the film. We want to pull some of the focus away from Humbert's inner dialog and instead stress his loving relationship with Lolita and how and why that relationship fell apart." Jack spoke up, "There are three benefits of the switch. First, staging the inner dialog can be slow and awkward. Second, It will make the play fresh and unique - not just a rehash of the movie with live actors. And lastly, it will allow us to fully utilize the talents of our beautiful young actor, Kitty Potter." Buck added, "There is still some inner dialogue. And this is what makes the play so fun; the internal dialogue is shared with the audience through song. So when Kitty... or Lolita, is out shopping with Humbert, she sings 'Girls Just want to Have Fun.' We know she is having fun like the child she is. When Humbert sings Killer Queen about Lolita's mother, Charlotte, we all get to hear how much he hates her." Kitty, as if to prove she was the youngest person on the stage, giggled, "Have you guys all head Killer Queen? It's a great song! It's an old one, but they have it on YouTube. The band's name is Queen, which confused me at first, 'cause they're all boys. But live and let live, right?" Then she started in on the song:
She keeps the Möet & Chandon
Caviar and cigarettes
She's a Killer Queen "...Oh, sorry. Um. I just like that song." To Jack, "Good choice." Buck smiled. It wasn't even her song, and she was singing it perfectly. He was pretty sure the girl impressed the whole cast. He cleared his throat and went on, "So you were all given your scrips several weeks ago, and I trust you have had time to memorize most of your lines." Then looking directly at Kitty, "Well, except for our Lolita. Kitty just got her's last night, so she will need some time to catch up to the rest of us." Kitty, always the professional, "I read it through last night, sir." "Good, that's good. I'm glad you read it. That's great, dear. Try to have it memorized by next Monday. Then, if you need a little more time, we can..." "I have the script memorized, sir." She smiled, "No worries. I'm all caught up." Everyone smiled at the cocky young girl, thinking, 'Yeah, sure. You say that now, but just wait until we are doing the table read. You will be the one asking, "Wait, wait, you're going too fast. What page are we on now?"' Ella Teagarden, the 13-year-old who plays two roles, Mary Rose, later plays Mona when Lolita is at school. Ella was a little jealous of Kitty. She had wanted the lead. She was happy to get any role and thrilled that she got two speaking roles and a few background scenes. But when she found out Lolita went to a snot-nosed ten-year-old kid, she was furious. "So, what is your very first line?" She asked, confident that Kitty would get it wrong. Kitty's eyes lit with joy, "Oh, that's easy, it's a cute line with you! You and I or I guess it's Mary Rose, and Dolores are joking around, and you say, 'See you later, alligator.' and then I say, 'After a while, crocodile.' then you say, 'Real soon, Daniel Boone.'" Kitty began to giggle and blushed, "Then I say, 'Get fucked, Daffy Duck.' Isn't that the best? I had to look up Daffy Duck. He's an old-time cartoon from a long time ago..." More curious than spiteful, Billy Mec asked, "How about the lines with you and me when we fight and I slap you..." He was going to give her more information about the scene, but Kitty just transformed into her character. "I earned that money!" She wailed. "Go ahead, murder me...like you murdered my mother." The rage and fear were dripping off the ten-year-old girl. Billy, an experienced actor, knew his role well and also slipped into the character, "I'm sorry. Don't yell." His hands took hold of Lolita's shoulders. "You raped me, now murder me like you murdered my mother!" "Shut up, shut up! My little love, calm down!" Humbert shook Lolita. "Murder me - like you murdered my mother!!" Tears streamed down her cheeks. "I always knew you KILLED her! You Killed her to get me all to yourself! You wanted to rape me! Now you want to murder me! Go on, murder me. I'm asking you to murder me!" Her face was contorted in anguish. Then like a light switch being turned off, the terror racked Lolita turned into the happy Kitty, "Do you think that's the right way to play it? Both angry and scared? Was it too much?" Kitty used her sleeve to wipe away the tears. "I think she really is scared there. She is not joking like earlier when she accuses her dad of raping her. I think she has already started to plan her getaway, and she thinks Humbert might kill her." Buck was amazed. Speechless. Billy helped the Director out, "I think you played it with the perfect tone. It was wonderful." Buck realized that this might be one of the best shows he had ever put on. Smiling, "It's time for our table read. For the next couple of days, we are going to read through the script. It will take some time because I would like to stop frequently to talk about tone, style, and motivation." Everyone turned to the first page, and Billy Mec started, "She was "Lo", plain "Lo" in the morning...standing four-feet-ten in one sock. She was "Lola" in slacks, she was "Dolly" at school... she was "Dolores" on the dotted line. In my arms, she was always... Lolita. Light of my life... fire of my loins..." The table read continued. The actors each read their lines one after the other, except for Kitty. No, Kitty acted her lines. Laughing as she told Mary Rose, "Get fucked, Daffy Duck." and crying when she was told she was being shipped off to camp. Soon Buck realized that everyone else was doing the same thing. The whole cast was playing off the ten-year-old's energy, wit, and passion. Jack had been in the game for over twenty years and had never seen this kind of enthusiasm from a cast before they started to stage the show. By the end of the day, he thought, "These fuckers are almost ready to do a dress rehearsal!" They made it about a fourth of the way through the script when Jack told them, "All right, everyone. That was a really solid first day. You all did fantastic. I couldn't be happier." He began to gather up his notes and papers, "Same time tomorrow morning." Kitty was shocked, "Wait? What? We're done for the day?" She was about to add, 'But I haven't been fucked? Not even once.' "It's past six, dear." Said Kari Rain, the woman playing Charlotte. "I need to get home and feed my family. You did really well." She gave Kitty a little hug, and Kitty melted into the woman. The girl was horny and was happy that someone, anyone, was touching her. "Thank you," Kitty said, then reluctantly let her go. The whole troupe spilled out of the side door and into the parking lot. Kitty was talking with a couple of the younger actors, hoping that they might make a pass at her. Then she saw her mom's car and sprinted for it. Before her mom asked, 'How did your first day go?' Kitty grabbed her in a giant bear hug (well, she only weighed 60 pounds wet, so it was a big hug for a small girl). "Oh, Mom! I had the best day ever! They treated me just like an adult! They asked my opinion and tried the lines in different ways and asked about my motivation, and it was so much fun!" "I'm glad you had fun, sweetheart." Then with a smirk, she asked, "Are you sore? Were they rough on your little pussy?" A gray cloud shadowed the preteen's face, "NO! They didn't fuck me at all! Not even once! They didn't even hardly talk about sex! And when they did, they were like, all goofy and medical, 'Here we would need a Blocked out physical display to last as long as Charlotte's sings, Beat On The Brat' or something like that?" Kitty started to cry, "I don't know why we never had any sex?" "What did you do today?" Joy asked as they pulled out of the lot. Kitty explained how the table read worked and how they talked about each and every line. Joy smiled at her daughter, "Well, that's why dear. These are profisinals. They are not just out to bang a pretty girl. They are putting together a play and doing it by the book. I'm sure that once they get to the staging of the show, you will get more sex than you ever wanted." Over the next several days, the actors read through every line and talked about each scene. Each day Kitty became more and more frustrated and horny. As the reading progressed, the stage was quickly transformed by the crew into the four main sets. Each of which could be switched in under two minutes. The first set was Charlotte and Lolita's home. The downstairs had the living room, kitchen, back porch, and a small garden. The upstairs had Lolita's room and bathroom and Humbert's rooms. These rooms could be quickly changed into a series of hotel rooms and hotel lobbies. Lastly, the same structure provided the skeleton for Lolita's school. The set crew finally had stage working. They gave everyone a run-through of the different ‘locations.’ Kitty thought it was magic. Each time the lights winked out, there was a shadow of activity and some bangs and thuds, then the lights would come back on, and the stage was an entirely new setting. One of the crew pointed to the bathroom in Lolita's room and said, "That's a working shower. It's is where Humbert sees Lolita for the first time." "Can I try it?" asked Kitty. She flew like a gazel and was halfway up the stairs and completely naked before the set director told her, yes. Then, in the shower, as the water slipped down her sexy little body, she sang Humbert's song: The Monkees I'm a Believer.
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Kitty stopped singing and, still naked and wet, ran into Lolit's bedroom and jumped onto the bed. She was so happy, free, and joyful. Instead of a heavy box spring and mattress combo, she landed on a hard but light wood box covered in thin cotton batting, a sheet, and a quilt. It looked just like a real bed but was only a prop. "Ow! This is hard! Do you expect me to get fucked on this?" She squealed. It was the first time the word "fucked" was used since the rehearsals started. Everyone was a little awkward about it finally being brought up - the elephant in the room, as it were. She blushed and giggled a little, "Oh, come on, you guys. Grow up. You all know I'm going to get fucked in this bed. So don't act like you didn't know about it." Everyone, both cast, and crew were visibly uncomfortable. Kitty did not recognize the mood change and kept on the subject of sex, "Hey Humbert, why don't you come up here and we can take the bed for a test drive." Kitty spread her legs and used her fingers to open her pussy, "Come on, Billy, let's take a little break. Fuck me." The Director turned to the troup, "Give me a couple of minutes to talk with Kitty. I think I need to explain a few things to our youngest member." So the crowd all moved up the aisles and out into the lobby. Billy asked, "Do you want me to help?" "Yeah, I think that's a good idea. Thanks." Kitty saw both Buck and Billy coming up the stairs. She was wet and full of need. In her mind, she saw them smiling with lust. Kitty was sure that Jack and Billy were ready to fuck her. So she smiled as they walked up the stairs and sat next to her on the bed. She moved in towards Jack for a kiss, and he gently pushed her back, "Kitty, you're young. This is your first real job. Your first professional play." "I've been in twenty plays, Kitty. This one could be the best one that I have been part of. You, little girl, are the reason it could be the best." Billy said. Kitty moved towards him for a kiss. Her mind was racing. 'Why aren't they naked?' she wondered. "You, as an actress, will be having sex on this stage. Of course, it will happen, but the first time it happens will be on opening night." Jack told her. He could see the confusion in her eyes. Kitty began to cry as she realized what they were saying. Billy patted her shoulder in a caring way. "We are actors, clothed and covered. When we do a sex scene, we block it. We discuss it. We block it again. Then we rehearse it." Kitty pushed Billy's hand away. Tears streamed down her face. Both Billy and Buck could see it was Kitty crying and not an actress emoting. They could see Kitty pulling herself together. She wanted to howl and scream. She kept her anger at bay, She could not keep the tears inside, but she did keep the anger bottled up. "I understand." She got up and found her dress. Embarrassment. Anger. Betrayal. Shame. A hundred other emotions bounced around her brain. "You don't want to touch me until you have to. I get it. I'm a good singer, and I can act. You were having a hard time finding a lead and running out of time." Finally, her control cracked, and she started to sob, "I realize I just a skinny kid. I'm dumb and ugly. I won't try to fuck you. I'll give you time to get used to me.” She ran. She did not hear the men telling her she was beautiful and sexy. Instead, all she could hear was the blood pounding in her ears. It sounded like a hundred thousand people booing her. By the time Buck and Bill made it to the lobby, Kitty was gone. "What happened?" asked Kari. "She looked pissed off." "She was. Did you see which way she went? She should not be alone in this mood." Billy said. "I'll go look for her. Why don't you call her parents," he suggested to Buck. "We should all go look," Ella said. "Poor little thing. I'm sure this is the first time that little pocket rocket was ever turned down for sex." The troupe all spread out. Ten minutes later, Kari found the girl under a bush about twenty feet from the theater. There was just enough room for Kari to wedge herself in. "Honey, don't be like this." "GO away! Fuck you! Fuck all of you!" Kitty screamed. "I hate you! I hate you all!" Kari put her arms around the preteen, and Kitty clutched at her like she was about to fall off a cliff, and the older woman was her only lifeline. "There, there. It's going to be OK. Everyone loves you. I'm sorry we didn't talk to you about this before. I told that ass, Buck, that he should have spent some time talking to you about the sex scenes. The fucking cowered was too scared." "I just don't understand. If they thought I was so ugly, why did they hire me? Were they just desperate? Did they have to settle on me or cancel the show?" Snot was running down the girl's face, "I thought they liked me? I never knew that they thought I was so disgusting!" Kari laughed, "Are you fucking kidding me? You're the sexiest girl in that building over there. You're cute when you want to be cute and pretty all the time, and you fucking made Jack Palle cum in his pants when you opened your pretty little pussy and spread your legs." Kari held the girl tighter, "You are every man's wet dream. Never think your ugly because no one else ever will." "THEN WHY WON'T THEY FUCK ME!?" She screams in a rage. Rocking Kitty to try and calm her, Kari said, "This is a workplace. Think of it like your dad's office. If your dad fucked everyone that turned him on, he would never get any work done. We are a professional theater group. We may not be on Broadway, but we try our best to live up to the standards of the biggest and best theaters." Buck must have heard Kitty's scream because he came up to the bush and was about to say something. Kari silently waved him off, and he left, pulling back a couple of the other staff and actors that had heard her. She was calming down. With a sniffle and wiping her nose with her hand, she asked, "But what about what my mom said?" Her red eyes looked up into Kari's eyes, "She told me that I was going to have to fuck everyone. The actors and the Director, and even investors." The tears started to roll down her face again, "I was looking forward to fucking everyone. I've been so horny!" Kari laughed. Kitty's eyes blazed. If the preteen had mutant laser powers, Kari would have been a cinder. "Shh, I'm not laughing at you. I'm agreeing with you. I'm horny too. Billy Mec is a cutie. Remember that I get to fuck him on stage, too, and I'm looking forward to it just as much as you are. I'm also looking forward to fucking you." She slipped her finger's into the girl's wet pussy, "I get to fuck you twice on stage, and I think it is going to be amazing because you are amazing." As she finger fucked Kitty, she had a faraway look in her eyes, "I can't explain how exciting it will be on the stage when you are Lolita, my daughter, and I'm Charlotte, your mother. Humbert will be fucking me. Realy giving it to me good and hard while he watches you outside in the garden. He will be fucking me but thinking about your skinny, sexy preteen body. When he fills my cunt, he is thinking about your hairless pussy." "Oh fuck, Mommy, I can't wait until I lick dad's creamy cum from your pussy!" They both climaxed - mother and daughter. Tears gone. Fantasy gone. The two colleagues looked at each other and giggled. Kitty reached up to kiss Kair. She stopped a half-inch shy, scared that Kair was going to reject her advance. She could not take another rejection. She just couldn't. Kari closed the gap, and their lips met. Soft and warm. Then she opened her mouth and gently probed Kitty's lips. Kitty opened up to accept the older woman. Their tounges tasted and explored each other's mouths. The two were in their own world until Kitty heard her real mom ask, "Did you find her? Is she OK?" Kitty quickly untangled herself from Kari's embrace and ran to her mom. "OH, Kitty, why did you run off like that? What happened?" Kitty hugged her mom, and fresh tears began to spill out again, "OH, mom, I'm so embarrassed!" "What happened? Did you forget your lines?" Joy asked, hugging her daughter back. Kitty looked at her mom with that unique look that only young girls can master. It said with a glance, 'What a stupid question? Have I ever forgotten a line? Are you crazy? Do you think the Earth is flat and the moon landing was fake?' Joy heard each and every word and syllable and quickly said, "No, of course, you didn't forget your lines. What did happen?" Kitty looked around the parking lot, from face to face, until she spotted Buck. She pointed an accusing finger at him, "He lied to us!" The cast and crew were surprised at this accusation, and they all took a step back away from the Director. He was equally surprised, "What? No, I didn't." Kitty stopped being a 10-year-old girl and slipped into the persona of Perry Mason, "Mother, dear, did this man standing here, on the night of my audition tell you, and I quote, ''What Jack is saying is that to make the play as realistic as possible we want the sex to be real sex and we will be blocking it out so that the audience sees her vagina being penetrated and they will be able to see sperm dripping out of her. He also said that there would be a lot of sex during the weeks of rehearsals and that you might have to sleep with some of the crew, cast, and investors." Joy looked at the faces of the cast and crew. 'Are they judging me? Am I a terrible mother for letting her ten-year-old daughter agree to this?' She bit her lip wonder if she should lie and deny the whole thing. She knew her daughters would explode if she lied, so she nodded her head in shame, "Yes, Honey. That's what he told me." "Why?" She asked Buck. "Why would you lie like that? It's fraud. Plain and simple. You are welching on a promise. I should call the cops and have you arrested for a hundred years!" Jack stepped forward to defend Buck, "Now, now dear. It's not a fraud. It's not like that at all. We were worried that you might not be up for the... um... intimacy required for the role of Lolita, and we wanted to paint a picture as bleak and debauched as possible. We thought that if you were taciturn, then you might also be reticent on opening night. It was a crucible, or a test if you will." "Yeah? Well, that's all a bunch of fancy words for fraud. What would you do if Buck promised to pay you for your play? Then you reneged on the payment and said it was just to see if you really wanted to write a wonderful play? A crucible, or a test if you will." "Well, that's different, you see..." Kitty pointed at Amy Lussuria, the music director, "What if Buck lied to you and refused to put your name on the program? What if he told everyone that he scored the music?" "I would be mad. I think I would sue him in court." Buck tried to defend himself, "Hey, you know I would never do that..." "But it's OK to do it to a stupid kid? Right?" Kitty said coldly. Then solemnly and sadly, she hugged each of her fellow thespians. "I'm sorry if I made any of you uncomfortable earlier. I feel foolish that I was such a baby." Then she looked at Buck and Jack, "I think I could have been pretty good in your play, but I quit. I won’t work for liers.” "But Kitty, you can't..." jack started. "Fuck you," Kitty said as she got into the car. "I'll talk to her." Joy said. "I'm sure by tomorrow, she'll get over it." The two drove in silence for a couple of miles. Then, finally, Kitty said, "It was so embarrassing, mom." "Tell me what happened." Joy said. She kept her eyes on the road, knowing it would make it easier for the preteen to spill the beans. Joy could hear the tears in Kitty's voice and knew she was crying, "I was such a slut. They were showing the whole cast the sets and telling us how they worked. You know, switching from the hotel to the school to Lolita's house and back again. It was pretty special. I was..." She sobbed, "I was so excited. Everything was becoming real, you know? Like before, it was just talk and rehearsal and more talking. With the sets looking so wonderful, so real, it finally clicked into my brain that this is really real and is going to happen." Kitty fell silent. They were getting close to home, and Joy wanted to give Kitty more time. So she pulled off the freeway and drove the car down Main Street. She did not have any destination. She was just stretching out the trip. Kitty wiped the tears from her face and went on, "So then I was testing some of the props. The shower first, and that was super cool. It actually works with water and everything. Then I tried out the bed, and I was still naked from the shower, and I..." another sob as she remembered the look of shock on everyone's face. "... at the time, they looked like they were excited. You know, excited that I was being bold. But now I realize they were being disgusted. They just thought I was a slutty whore, and I grossed them out." "What, exactly, did you do, honey?" In a bearly audible whisper, Kitty painted her mother a picture of shame, "I was so excited. So happy. I was having so much fun. And I've been horny for weeks. I was on the bed, and I spread my legs. I spread them so wide, so wide so that everyone could see me. Then I used my fingers and opened my pussy and asked Billy to..." Joy knew what Kitty was going to say. She was about to tell her daughter that when the girl continued, "...I invited him up to the bed and asked him to fuck me. I begged for it, mommy. And then both Billy and Jack came to me, and I thought they were coming up to do me." Her voice got stronger and louder, "They were both walking up the stairs to me, and I was vibrating with anticipation. I was so ready for a good hard fucking. I was going to mount Buck's cock and let Billy fuck my ass! I was going to be soooo fucking good!" She finished with a scream. Joy wanted to plug her ears and go "La la la la." She did not want to hear about her daughter's gang bang. Even if it was imaginary. "Mommy, I'm such a slut. They did not want me. They said I was ugly and that they wouldn't fuck me." She waled. “They never wanted me! They just think that I’m a job that they have to do. No fun, no lust. Just an unpleasant task that’s part of the play!” Joy took her daughter into her arms, "You know that's not true. They never said that. No one in the whole world could think your ugly. A blind man can see you're beautiful." She ran her hands through Kitty's hair. "Well, they might as well have said it. That's what they meant. When I remember those faces, They all looked like they were ashamed of me." "Let's get some food." Joy said when she saw 'The Petite Olive.' One of Kitty's favorite Italian places. "I'm not hungry. I feel like throwing up." Kitty said. "Oh, pish posh. You love this place." She was holding her phone to her ear, "Hi Honey. Kitty and I are stopping for dinner. Yeah. Well, don't say anything to Tim but we are going to The Petite Olive. Yeah. Yeah. She just needed a little cheering up. No, I'll tell you about it when we get home. Love you too." Joy smiled at Kitty, "Your dad is jealous." "Are you going to tell daddy?" Kitty looked scared. "Please don't tell daddy that I tried to fuck the cast and crew. Please, mommy. It's bad enough that all those people that I worked with know what a whore I am. They hate me. I can't live if daddy finds out. I just can't! I don’t want everyone to hate me." "I won't tell your father." Joy said as she climbed out of the car. She kissed her daughter, “Your dad could never hate you.” Kitty followed her mom sullenly. "What are you going to tell daddy?" "I'll just say that you were not getting along with the Director. You had a different artistic vision." She put her arm around the little girl. "Yeah, OK. He'll buy that." She said. They were seated, and the owner, Franco, came out to take their order. "What a pleasant surprise. How is my favorite little girl..." He saw Kitty's red, swollen eyes, "...What is this? Has my angel been crying? What's wrong sweet girl?" "It's nothing. I'm OK. Just a little sad." She said as Franko hugged her. "Well, my little Kitty Cat is going to get the cheer-up special." He said and left. A moment later, he came back with a glass of wine for Joy and a glass of Coke for Kitty. He sat a shot of rum next to the Coke and told Joy, "You can add some of that to help Kitty relax. Maybe just a splash..." Kitty picked up the shot glass and tossed it down. Then her face became a twisted mask of pain, "Oh, fuck me! What the fuck was that?" She realized what she said, "Sorry, Franco. I didn't mean to say fuck. Sorry. It’s been a bad day." "It's OK, Dear. You have a bad day. Fuck bad days. Your food will be out shortly." He kissed the top of her head and left again. "This is nice, mommy." Kitty rubbed her belly. “It was awful going down, but it's all nice and warm in my tummy. I like this." "You also like being in the play." Joy paused for a heartbeat, "You have to go back tomorrow." "But mom..." "No buts. You know you have to. You made a commitment." "But they..." "No, ‘but theys’ either. You know full well that they didn't really mean to promise you twenty-four-seven access to cock. Your just upset because you went too far, and you feel silly." She took her daughter's hands, "Well, Honey, welcome to the world. You are going to make mistakes and feel foolish about it. What determines if you're an average person or a special person is what you do after making a mistake." Joy stopped and let it sink in. "I guess your right. I should go back and apologize. I don't know if they let me join the troupe again. They might hate me. It's going to be so painful to go back there, mommy." A tear rolled down her face. Joy smiled, "It will be a lot like that rum you drank." Joy motioned towards the empty shot glass, "It's a bitch going down, but it feels so good afterward." **************************** Kitty was at her desk. She had been working all night. She saw the sun peek over the horizon. She tucked away the sheet music she had been working on and then went out for a run. Three miles later, she showered and dressed before anyone else was out of bed. She had breakfast on the table by the time her dad came down the stairs, "Oh, my, Sweetheart. What's the special occasion?" She blushed, remembering the stupidity of the previous day, "Oh, it's nothing. I might be out of the play, so I'm going to have a lot of extra free time this summer. I thought it might be fun to learn how to cook." Joy told Keith about the 'creative differences.' He assumed it meant that the Director tried to fuck Kitty, and she kicked him in the balls. He hugged his daughter, "Don't let them push you around or bully you. If they get fresh with my little girl, you have my permission to kick him in the balls again." Kitty wondered what her mom had told her father. Keith surveyed the spread. French toast, Quiche Lorraine Hasselback Sweet Potatoes, and eggs Benedict were out among a few dishes that he didn't recognize. "You made enough food to feed an army. This looks like a Christmas move breakfast." "I thought that if my acting career craters, I could go into catering," Kitty said glumly. Keith needed to go to work. He had an early meeting with a vendor in Japan. He knew Kitty would understand but decided he did not want to poke the tiger - no matter how cute she was. So he called up to Tim and Joy that breakfast was ready and then pulled up a chair. As he texted his secretary, asking her to push back, the 8 am meeting to 10. Then he pointed to something new and asked, "Ummm, what is that delectable smelling dish?" "That's Moroccan baked eggs," Kitty answered, her eyes flashing with joy for the first time that morning. "It's made with..." Everyone enjoyed the surprise feast. The four made a pretty good dent in the piles of food, even though Kitty only pushed her food around her plate and ate not a bite. *********************** The car ride to the theater was silent. They even turned off the radio when The Ramones - Beat On The Brat came on. It was a song her mom would have sung to her in the second act. It was an upbeat and funny song that made her cry. But, unfortunately, she would never get to be the Lolita it was meant for. In the parking lot, Kitty told her mom, "Wait for me, OK? If they spit in my face and slap me and kick me out, I don't want to walk all the way home." "Oh, stop that, you silly kitty cat." She said, but she waited anyway. Kitty was shocked when she walked through the side doors. The whole cast and crew were there waiting for her, and they were all naked. Every one of them. She started to giggle. Kitty had a long and lovely speech written and rewritten in her mind. It was full of sorrow and longing. Full of regret and apology. Before she could even say a word of it, her beautiful, loving troupe each hugged her and told her that they were sorry. One by one. Each hug included a gental touch, a whisper of support, or a loving squeeze. Buck was last, "I'm sorry, Kitty. I'm sorry for what I said and what I should have said. I'm sorry for not realizing you had needs that were not being fulfilled. I'm sorry for making promises that I did not keep." He handed her an envelope. "That's my resignation letter. I would rather leave the show and let Jack take over as Director than see you leave the show." Kitty, crying all over again, tore the letter in half and leaped into his arms, "I'm sorry!" She cried. Beck carried her over to the big long reading table and sat her in front of Kari. She kissed Kitty then gently pushed her back. "What are you doing?" Kitty asked. Then as her legs were pushed open and Kari's tongue began to lap at her clit she giggled, "Oh, yes... I like what you're doing!" Elly giggled, "Buck says that we all get to take a turn." Joy waited for about thirty minutes and was about to leave and go back home. There was still a lot of food on the table that needed to be put away. 'I should just check.' she thought to herself and walked across the parking lot. The side door was usually whisper quiet, but someone put a high hat and drum set next to it, and the crash of its fall announced to the world that she was there. Kitty looked over at her with a big smile on her face and a dick in her mouth. The girl was fucking Billy Mac with a lot of enthusiasm. Some young boy that Joy did not recognize was fucking her daughter's ass, and her ten-year-old was also sucking an old man's dick. All around the girl were others fucking and sucking each other. It was an old-time orgy. Kitty pulled the cock out of her mouth and called over, "It's OK, Mommy. I'm back in the show." She licked the old guy's balls, "Do you want to join in?" Joy laughed, "No, thank you, honey." She said. Joy watched her daughter for about thirty minutes before finally deciding she either needed to strip and fuck or go home. She concluded that this was Kitty's workplace, and she had no business joining in, so she reluctantly left. ************************** That night, Joy went to pick up her daughter earlier than usual. She had expected (hoped?) that the theater would still be crawling with sex and revelry. Instead, she found three groups of people going about the business of putting on a show. The vocal coach was working with Ella on her song, Let's Go Crazy by Prince, in the auditorium. Kitty also sings this song when Lolita is at school, and the two girls are thinking about sneaking out to hook up with boys. On the stage were Jack, Buck, Kari, and Billy. They were blocking out the scene where Charlotte accuses Humbert of sleeping with her daughter, Lolita. It was interesting to watch them fall in and out of their characters. The Director and writer were helping the two actors set the tone, "OK, that was good, but remember, Humbert is scared. He loves Lolita, and he thinks he will never see her again..." In the orchestra pit, She finally found her daughter. Kitty was working with Amy Lussuria, the music director. "...if you cut out some of the instruments for 'Girls Just Want To Have Fun,' it'll have a better feel. Then at the end of the song, bring in the whole orchestra as she comes out of the song, and she and Humbert start to fuck..." Amy's eyes lit up, "OH, yes, I get where you're going. That will be great! It's like they are having an orgasm, and the music is climaxing with Lolita and Humbert!” Amy yelled up to Buck, "Buck! Kitty has a great idea! I'm rewriting a bunch of the music. Lolita and Humbert are both getting theme songs that will slowly change during the play. At the start, Lolita will be light and happy music filled with love and lust. By the time she runs away, it will be darker with fear and anger." Buck yelled back, "No, no, no. We don't have time for that big of a change we have to..." "Listen to me! It's going to be worth it! I'll work around the clock if I have to..." Kitty handed her a sheaf of papers, "I started it here. I don't know if it's any good." Amy took the music from the preteen. "You see, it starts off in scene one with me in the shower..." Amy was shuffling through each page, "Yes, I see what you did." "Seriously, we just can't start from scratch..." Buck started. "Shut the fuck up, Buck! Let me read!" Amy was mumbling to herself, "Yes, then that... yes, perfect...Oh, clever girl, clever. Beautiful." Buck made his way down to the pit, "Listen, I know you want it to be perfect, but at some point, we just have to draw a line and say..." Amy had a huge smile, "It's done. The little bitch has every fucking note written." She looked at Kitty, "I say little bitch with love and jealousy." She hugged Kitty. Amy handed out the first pages to the band, "You will have to share with each other for now. Read over each other's shoulders... Come on, really get friendly, like you were this morning." Then, ignoring her boss, she started to shut out orders to the crew, "OK, we need the lighting for scene Three when Lolita is singing..." Kitty, get on up there and you Billy, you're in your room reading..." Buck finally had enough, "HEY! Who the fuck made you the Director?" "Sorry, sorry. I just need to show you this. I promise it'll be worth it. Instead of the song sounding New Wave, it will have a Rockabilly flavor that is fantastic. Just listen to what Kitty wrote." she smiled sheepishly at Buck. Then yelled, "OK, one, two, three, four..." The music started, and Kitty sang and danced through the downstairs part of the set. She was wearing a short, pretty skirt that swayed back and forth as her hips gyrated to the song. It was a fun, sassy dance that looked like a little girl's interpretation of a grown-up dance.
I come home, in the mornin' light As the song continued, Buck could hear the subtle change as the preteen neared her quarry. Humbert was in his rooms. Charlotte was out in the garden. Each step, each twirl, the music altered so that a blind man would know that Lolita was horny.
The phone rings in the middle of the night Then, with perfect timing, Kitty pulled the newspaper out of Humbert's hands, and with a few quick flicks of her wrist, she pulled off her dress and sat on his cock. The song ended and flowed perfectly into a happy jingle jangle of love. A pretty young ten-year-old mounting her lover. Their first love. The saxophone called out her pain as cunt was stretched, and the violins sang her joy as she rose higher and higher towards a climax. Then just as the music is about to peak, it is cut off, and through the deafening silence, Charlotte yells up the stairs, "Lolita! Are you upstairs? I don't want you bothering poor old Mister Humbert." The two break away from each other, and Lolita scrambles, naked, into her room, and the door slams shut. The cast all applauded. Buck turns to Amy, "Do you really think you can do this in time?" Amy laughed, "All the heavy lifting is done. I need to score the woodwinds here... and here the brass is in the wrong key..." "I did that on purpose so that it would sound darker. The notes won’t sync with the strings." Amy looked at it again. She started to cry, "This is so beautiful. Brilliant. I wish you had brought me in sooner. If you gave me the pages as you wrote them, I could have started the orchestra on it from week one." "I didn't think about changing the music until last night. I was so mad and sad and scared. I thought that this must be what Lolita was feeling. You know when she cares for Humbert, but she is mad at him and scared. I thought… I wondered if there is a better way for me to emote what I am feeling right now as she works towards escaping Humbert. Then I thought, music! I could rewrite the music, and it would..." Everyone was looking at her oddly. "What?" Amy knelt down in front of Kitty, "Dear, Honey... are you saying you wrote a hundred pages of music, this music." She held up the bundle of paper, "In one night?" "Well, I didn't sleep. Oh, and the part at the school, 'Let's Go Crazy,' I wrote that while we were eating lunch. Oh, and I didn’t touch the Beach Boys Kokomo was already perfect. She began to sing and dance.
Aruba, Jamaica, oh I want to take ya
Off the Florida Keys, there's a place called Kokomo ************************ Joy and Kitty got home early. Joy saw her daughter limping a little and teased, "Is someone sore?" Cherry giggled, "In a good way." "Let's go upstairs. I'll run you a salt bath. It will help with any damage from your, um... exercise." "Is that what we will tell daddy? I'm sore because I over-exercised?" Joy giggled, "It's better than Kitty's sore because she fucked 100 men." "It wasn't a 100. Sheesh, you must really think I'm a slut. It was twenty-five. Tops. Some of them a couple of times." "I noticed that you were also fucking Billy during that rehearsal... with the new music." Joy said. She was extremely wet. The image of her preteen daughter dancing and stripping then mounting a full-grown cock was burned into her retinas. Kitty stripped, "Yeah, I guess after I left last night, they all got together and asked why Buck had the no-sex policy. He gave a long laundry list of reasons that the troupe shot down one by one. So he finally gave in and agreed that we could have full intercourse rehearsals. It was soooo fun!" Kitty was about to get into the tub when Joy stopped her, "Hop up here. I want to look you over." She patted the countertop. Kitty did as she was told and opened her legs wide. Joy poked and prodded the young girl, "You look OK. No blood. No tearing. You are very red. Lots of sperm. " Then she bent closer and began to lick the gobs of cum from her daughter's well-fucked pussy. Kitty grabbed her mother's head and pulled her in tighter, "Oh fuck, mommy! OH fuck, that feels so nasty and so good!" Joy gave her daughter two pleasant climaxes, then lifted her and laid her into the tub. "I'll get you a glass of wine. You relax." "Alcohol two nights in a row. You're going to get me addicted." "It'll help you sleep. I don't want you getting up and rewriting the whole play. You'll give Jack and Buck heart attacks." She was about to leave when she turned back, "That was really pretty amazing." "Yeah, it was a great orgasm, mom. Thanks." She said as she lazily played with one of her nipples. "No, I meant the music. That was pretty incredible." She stepped back into the bathroom and gave her daughter a little kiss. "I'm very proud of how mature you are being. How did you find the time to do that and also plan that wonderful breakfast?" "Silly mommy. I didn't plan the breakfast. I just kina threw it together." By the time Joy returned with the glass of wine, her little girl was asleep. She left her in the warm bath. She took two big fluffy towels to Kitty's room, turned down her bed, then laid one towel down. She put the other towel on the nightstand. Kitty was small for her age, But Joy still had a little trouble getting her out of the bath. As Joy laid the sleeping girl onto the towel, Kitty mumbled, "Humbert, you brut. You have already molested me three times today, and now you want to sodomize my sore rear end? I should report you to the first officer I see. Yes, that is what I'll do." Then she gave a little giggle. "No, I don't want you to stop, you fool, fuck me deeper." As Joy dried her daughter off then rolled her off the towel and into her blanket, the dialog continued, "Mmmm, I do like you in me, daddy. Does Humby enjoy his daughter's virtue? I was a daisy-fresh girl, and look what you've done to me. I have your need dripping from every hole." Joy kissed her daughter and finished tucking her in. She wondered how much of this was dialog from Lolita and how much was Kitty’s own fantasy? *************** The next week was fun for Kitty. They spent most of the days either singing or dancing. But, best of all, was blocking out the sex scenes. It was far more complicated than Kitty expected. They worked with a choreographer, and Kitty would sit, kneel, or lay for an hour or more as either Billy or some other crew member played Humbert. Kitty would slowly fuck or be fucked. A long lazy screw with just enough tactile sensation to keep the ‘Humbert of the moment’ hard. In the auditorium, the Director and the choreographer would walk from one side to the other, asking the actors to move a little left, right, up, or down. Move this leg or that arm. Take the lamp away or add a pillow. The goal was to make sure that the lover's coupling was clearly visible and realistic to the audience. Once the correct position was found, it was discussed and practiced. "OK, Kitty, let's try it again. Start from the bed." Billy walks into the room wearing a rumpled suit and tie, "We need to travel North again, Lo. It's just too hot here." Kitty, naked in the bed and lazily rubbing her clit, "Just last week, you were complaining that it was too cold." She sits up in the bed as he strips out of her suit, "You're not planning to molest me again, are you?" He just smiled, "I bought you that magazine you wanted." Kitty reaches for the bag, "The Hollywood Star Gazer?" "Yeah," Billy says, pulling the bag out of her reach and letting his pants fall to the floor. He is already hard. Throbbing. Leaking. "But if I give you what you want..." Kitty rolls her eyes, "I know, I know." She flips around onto her knees. Her tiny ass is aimed at the audience. Billy is just slightly off-center, so it is very clear that she is taking him into her wet mouth. The first several strokes are only halfway in, then he grabs her head and begins to fuck his full ten-inch cock down her throat. "Fuck, that is so hot," Joy says, startling Buck. "Oh, hi Joy. I didn't hear you come in." He smiles a little uncomfortably. It still bothers him after all this time that Kitty is so young. "This is a really good scene. Your daughter is such a trouper. She wants to practice it, again and again, to get it just perfect." "Yeah, I bet she also wants about a million orgasms every day." Buck asks, "Can you help me out? Can you go to the far side, Just over there, and let me know how it looks when Lolita and Humbert start to... um...er..." Joy gave Buck a little kiss on his cheek, "Thank you for letting Kitty rehearse the way she wanted to. I know you would have preferred a colder, more sterile method. Kitty really loves the warmth and closeness she gets from the whole cast. She needed to feel Billy inside her to get her acting dialed in." Joy giggled, "So you want me over here?" She asked, heading to the left wing. On the stage, Billy pushes his co-star away from his dick, and again Kitty grabs at the magazine, "Not yet, come here and sit with me. I like to read with my pretty Lolita, my lovely harlot. Cum with me, my perfect nymphet.” "I'm still sore from this morning," Kitty says, rubbing her ass. "You have talents other than sodomy." He pulls her from the bed, the sheets follow, and wrinkle onto the floor in a heap. He sits in an oversized leather chair, and she mount's his cock with her back to him. Sitting comfortably with his dick deeply entrenched into her pussy, he finally hands her the bag. Kitty pulled out the magazine first, then a pack of red licorice, "OH, you got me a treat! Thank you, Hummy!" She twisted around to kiss him. As they kiss, he fucks her gently. Buck asked, "How does it look from there, Joy?" Hearing her mother's name, Kitty's pussy tightened. She almost climaxed. Deep inside the girl, Billy felt her, and it almost made him cum too. Like the Director, Billy still felt oddly self-conscious whenever Kitty's mother was watching them fuck. Not missing a beat, Kitty turns back to her magazine and begins to read it to Humbert as he continues to fuck her. "It says here that Gary Cooper is a puff. I don't believe that at all. He's far too handsome to be a deviant. I mean, sure, he might be a brut and child molester, like you, but why would he bother with other men?" Joy saw Kitty's entire body turn a pretty shade of pink when the Director called out her name. She smiled, thinking, 'My little girl is a little harlot, but she still cares what I think about her.' Then, to Billy, she said, "It looks perfect from here. I can see the full shaft going, um, doing what it's supposed to be doing." She said lamely. Billy almost laughed but carried on with his lines, "Well, you like that Clare Quilty, the writer. Last week you told me that he likes little boys." Kitty flipped herself around so that she was facing Billy, "Well, sure, but little boy sodomy is probably the same as little girl sodomy. And besides, he was making movies. That's different than real sex." Kitty's ass was pumping up and down, getting closer and closer to her climax. She was making a little purring noise. Buck asked, "How does this position look, Joy?" “It looks fucking amazing. Very sexy. Lolita’s ass is so incredible. Humbert's cock looks so big in her tiny cunt,” Joy said and realized she had her hand inside her panties. Buck yelled up to the stage, “OK. Kitty. You need to stop before you make Billy cum.” She stopped and smiled down at her mom, “Hi, mommy.” Then, she raised up just a little bit, “Thank you.” “What for, Honney?” “For saying we look fucking amazing.” She giggled.” “OK, Kitty, get back on the bed. I want to run through it one more time.” Kitty climbed down off Billy’s cock and smiled at him. “How close were you?” Billy ruffled her hair, “Too close. Maybe move just a little slower, Sweetheart. Or be a little less sexy.” She giggled and took his dick into her mouth. Not deeply. Just enough to make him let out a low moan. With his dick still in her mouth, she smiled at her mom. “Enough messing around, Kitty,” Buck said in a friendly way. They ran through the scene three more times. Joy was able to bring herself off during the second run. ********************************* During the drive home, Kitty asked her mom, “Do you think we should tell daddy about the play. You know, about the sex in the play?” “It’s up to you, Kitty.” Joy checked her blind spot then changed lanes. “I’m not sure what he’ll say. He might try to talk you out of doing the play.” “Would he make me quit?” “No, he’ll leave it up to you. He might not go to see you. It might be too hard for him to see you, you know… doing it on stage.” Kitty giggled, “Doing it? Come on, mommy. Doing it?” “OK, sorry. He might have a hard time watching you fuck like a porn star for two hours.” Kitty kissed her mom, “That’s better. Fucking like a porn star sounds way more badass than doing it.” She took hold of her mom’s tit and played with the nipple, “Maybe your right. I’m a little worried about what I’ll do with him in the audience. When I know you’re out there, watching me fuck like a porn star…” She giggled, “…it makes me so hot. I think knowing daddy is out there, I…” Kitty stopped, unable to continue. “Are you worried that you’ll chicken out? You won’t be able to go on stage?” Kitty laughed. A beautiful, musical, and happy laugh, “No, mommy, no. I’m worried that knowing that daddy is there, watching me ‘do it’ will be such a turn-on that I’ll be climaxing continually. The play will be five hours long with me screaming out, ‘oh fuck, I’m cumming’ for three hours.” “Mmmm, you like the idea of your daddy watching you fuck?” Joy pinched her daughter’s nipple. “I LOVE the idea of daddy watching me fuck. I love the idea of daddy fucking me.” She bit her mom’s nipple. “Hey, stop that. I’m driving.” Kitty licked then sucked her mom’s tit, “Mmmm, that’s nice. So you want to fuck daddy?” “Of course I do.” She looked up at her mom, “I fuck you. How did you not know that I want to fuck daddy?” She licked her mom’s nipple again then kissed her deeply. The car swerved, and Joy pulled away from her daughter’s mouth, “Honey, you have to stop that. We’ll be home soon.” “Are you going to fuck me when we get home?” Kitty asked in a sing-song voice. Then she reached into her mom’s panties, “You are so wet. Did you cum when you watched me doing it? Fucking like a porn star?” Joy blushed, “Is that horrible? I’m I a terrible mom?” “No. You’re the best mommy ever. I love you, and I love that you want to fuck me, and I love that you climaxed. I hope everyone in the audience cums during our play. It would be so amazing if the auditorium becomes an orgy.” “Are you sore today?” Joy asked. “A little. I was doing a ton of annal. Did you know that it’s called sodomy?” Kitty asked as she continued to manipulate her mom’s clit. “Yes, Dear. I heard that before. Do you like anal?” She asked. “YES! Not as much as pussy sex. I think I like having a dick in my pussy the most. Then… Ah, I think I like you licking my pussy second.” “Oh, mom is second?” “Hey, second is pretty good, mommy. If you lick my cunny and finger fuck my ass at the same time, then you tie for number one.” She kissed her mom, “Then next is anyone else licking my pussy, then sucking cock, and then anal.” “How about licking pussy?” Joy asked. “I love licking pussy. But it’s not, you know, going to get me off. It’s fun seeing your face get all twisted with pleasure, and then you squirt your yummy cream into my mouth. It’s fun.” “Well, my sweet little girl, I love it when you lick me, and I love licking you even more.” Kitty’s face brightened, “Oh, and I love kissing. Kissing, deep, French kissing, maybe right above blowing boys.” **************************** Later that night, Joy was just about finished with dinner. Keith called out, “Hi, Honey. I’m home.” “How was your day?” Joy asked as she peeped into the oven. “Busy. The deal with the Jamason was finally signed, so it looks like I’ll be getting that bonus.” Joy hugged and kissed him, “Congratulations! You should have called. We could have gone out to celebrate.” “That’s why I didn’t tell you. I just want to spend time with you and the kids tonight.” “Well, all you will get is Kitty and me. Tim is over at Berry’s house.” “Where is Kitty?” Keith asked, looking around. “She’s up in the bath. Our room. Can you go up and let her know dinner is almost ready?” She kissed him again. Keith knocked on the door. Kitty called, “Yeah?” He opened it and walked in. Kitty, never shy, jumped up, “Daddy! Your home!” Keith gave his little daughter a hug, making his suit wet. “Oh, what a big hug! How does such a little girl give such great hugs?” “The big hugs are only for you, daddy” She kissed her dad. Soft and daughterly at first, then she opened her mouth and tried to push her tongue into Keith’s mouth. He pushed his daughter away, “I love you, sweetheart.” “Daddy?” Kitty said with a cute pout, “Will you wash me? You used to wash me every night.” “You’re a big girl now,” Keith said. Kitty saw that his dick was hard. It made her happy. “Please?” “OK, but dinner is almost ready. So let’s make it quick.” “Oh! Goody! I going to have a quicky with my loving daddy!” She giggled. Keith was not sure if his little girl really knew what that meant. He took the soap from the edge of the tub and squirted some into his hand. Kitty saw the goo and giggled, “Daddy, did you squirt into your hand prematurely?” Keith, Um, Kitty… er…” He did know what to say. Just how much does his ten-year-old know about sex? “Turn around, please.” Kitty did, and Keith used his soapy hands to caress her arms and neck then lower on her back. As his hands squeezed her tiny ass cheeks, Kitty let out a little moan and asked, “Do I have a nice butt?” “Yes. You have a lovely butt.” Keith said as he cleaned her round ass and slipped his fingers into her ass crack, and played with her pink puckered hole. “I like that, daddy.” She leaned into her father, “Go deeper.” When he didn’t push his finger into her, she looked up into his eyes, “Please.” Keith's breathing was shallow and quick as he pushed his finger into his daughter. The ring of her anus was tight. This led Keith to believe that his was the first finger to ever violate her. She let out a soft moan, and he went deeper, stopping at the second knuckle. He fucked her tiny ass for a bit, and she sighed, “Oh daddy, I love you. Go deeper. Fuck me harder.” Then she kissed him. Keith and Kitty kissed. Not quite as lovers but not as father and daughter. His rhythm sped up as her need increased. Faster and deeper. She was making little mewling sounds into his mouth. Without thinking, his other hand found her tiny hooded clit, and he used his thumb to quicken her climax. They both reached orgasm together. Her pussy oozed her cum down his hand, and her sphincter gripped his finger so tightly that he was unable to continue fucking her. When Keith caught his breath, he realized that Kitty had somehow unbuckled his pants. Both his pants and his boxers were on the floor around his ankles. His dick was in her warm, strong hands and pressed against her flat chest. He had shot his load all over her chest and stomach. Gobs of sperm were running down to her pussy where his hand was still rubbing her clit. “Thank you, Daddy. That was lovely.” Kitty said with dancing eyes. Then she licked her hands and his dick clean and asked, “Should I go to dinner like this, or do you want to clean me up a little?” ********************************* After dinner, Kitty was sent to the family room to find a movie. Joy was microwaving some popcorn, and Keith was putting the dishes into the washer. “Um, Earlier tonight, I helped Kitty with her bath.” “That's nice. I bet she enjoyed it. I know she missed it when you stopped giving her baths.” Joy kissed the back of Keith’s neck and started to help with the dishes. “Um, I think that our daughter might be having sex,” Keith said, blushing. “I dought it.” Joy said, teasing. “She’s all by herself right now.” “I'm serious,” Keith said. “Did she tell you that she’s having sex?” Joy asked. She did not want to betray her daughter's trust by blurting out the wrong thing. “No, not in so many words. But she did say and do some stuff that made me think she’s not as pure as we thought she was. When I put some soap on my hand. You know the liquid soap? She said something about it looking like cum. Or that I had orgasmed or something like that.” “She's ten,” Joy said. Leading Keith to think the following sentence would be ‘No ten-year-old is having sex.’ But, instead, she said, “Most ten-year-old girls are sexually active, but you have to ask her about it. She’s a good girl. She won’t lie to you.” By the time Joy changed into her nighty and made it to the family room, Keith and Kitty were warmly cuddling on the sofa. The two were in a deep conversation. Not wanting to break their mood, Joy sat in a big chair off to the side. “Kitty, are you having sex with boys?” “Will you be mad at me, daddy?” Kitty asked. “No, never. If you don’t want to tell me, you don’t have to. It’s just…” Keith started. “I don’t mind telling you, daddy.” She took his hand and pushed it between her legs, “Push.” She said simply. Then she sighed as Kieth’s finger entered her. “You can go in deeper. See, no hymen. I lost my Cherry when I was eight.” “Eight?” Keith said louder than he intended. “Are you mad?” Kitty asked on the brink of tears. Kieth gave a little laugh, “No. Surprised but not mad. Will you tell me how it happened?” Kitty gave Keith a shy smile. His finger was still inside her, and she opened her legs a little wider so that her mom could see. “Well, that summer, I went to camp. Remember?” “Yes. I remember, but it was an all-girl camp. Wasn’t it?” “Yeah, it was. I was put into a tent with a girl named Barbara Stover.” “I remember Barbara. She’s a pretty Asian girl. Jet black hair and black eyes. You spent a lot of time with her until her family moved up North. Her dad got a new job.” “Yeah, that’s her. We still email. She’s in Alaska and loves it there. The ratio of boys to girls is like twenty to one.” Joy giggled. Keith looked over at her for the first time, realizing she was in the room. He tried to pull his finger out of his daughter’s twat, but Kitty grabbed it and held him in place. “Don’t, daddy. It makes it easier for me to share. With you close to me. In me.” Keith looked at his wife again, and she smiled. His heart was racing as he slowly finger fucked his daughter in full view of his wife. “So me and Barbara shared a tent. Barbara is sapphic. Most of the girls at camp were. Have you heard that word before, daddy?” Keith chuckled, “Yes, dear. It’s very old-fashioned for lesbian.” “It’s a better word for her. She wasn’t a lesbian. Not a real lesbian. She didn’t love women or girls or anything. She just liked sex, and since I was there, she wanted to teach me how to fuck so I could get her off. We did almost everything. We would lick and finger each other. Sometimes other girls would join us. After camp, we stayed friends and continued to mess around.” “So you only have had sex with girls? No boys?” Keith said. He was both relieved and sad. “Are you going to let me tell you? We can stop now and watch the movie?” Kitty said with a flair of real anger. Joy realized just how hard this was for her daughter. Kitty was scared that her father would reject her. “I’m sorry, go on.” “Most days, we went to the community pool. The one on Elm and First. We both have our own pools, but it is fun to go swimming with a bunch of other kids. We liked to flirt with boys. We would cut through Dove Park to get there.” Keith was sure that his daughter was about to tell him she was raped. Kitty kissed him. She saw in the flush of his cheeks and knew what he was thinking, “I wasn't raped or anything. That’s what you were thinking, Right? You were getting mad thinking about some brut rapping your little girl. Well, stop and let me tell you.” “Sorry, go on.” He said again. Kitty reached into his boxers and pulled his cock free. She gently stroked him as she went on, “Barbara had been talking for ages about wanting to try out a boy. She liked it when I made her cum, but she wanted to try out heterosexuality. One day her brother was coming to the pool with us, and she finally got up the nerve to try it. She pulled him into the bushes and fucked him while I stood guard.” Kitty licked a blob of precum that formed on her father’s dick. “I watched. After that, he always went to the pool with us, and we always took an extra twenty minutes to get there so Barbara and her brother could have their fun. They both tried to talk me into taking a turn in the shrubbery. At first, I refused. But curiosity and camaraderie prevailed, and soon me and Barbara were doing it by turns. One of us would screw her brother on the way to the pool, and the other would screw him on the way home. It was sort of fun, and it cleared up my acne. But his dick wasn’t much bigger than Barbara’s finger and not as fun as her tongue.” “You have a nice dick, daddy,” She said and sucked the head a little bit. “Was it just the one boy?” Keith asked. He knew Joy was watching what Kitty was doing, but he did not want to look up at her. Kitty laughed, “No, daddy. He was the first boy.” Then, she looked up at him, “Do you want me to stop my story? Are you mad?” “No and no,” Keith said. Kitty flipped a leg over her father’s lap and sat with his dick pressed up against her wet cunt. She kissed her dad and then continued, “Well, when school started, I realized that it was full of boys. I never really noticed them before, but now I knew what boys were good for. You know how school was always easy for me, right?” “Yeah. My little girl is the smartest girl in the world.” He kissed her. Kitty was slowly sliding her pussy across her father’s cock. Her pussy cum and his precum were combining to make a slick and shiny sheen on his shaft. “Well, I’ve always been bored in class, but now I had a new game to keep me entertained. So I started to sit in the back of the class, and as the teacher droned on, I jacked off one or two boys. Sometimes I sucked them off. Then one day, I got carried away and fucked a boy in class. Once the boys found out that I was willing to fuck, I became very popular. During lunch and after school, I could fuck five or six boys. I did it most days. That’s when I started to fuck Tim.” She looked into her dad’s eyes, “Tim is a good lay.” She kissed Kieth, “Are you mad?” “No. I’m surprised but not mad.” He wondered if this was the end of the story. It wasn't. Joy moved over to the couch. She kissed both Keith and Kitty. She wiggled her tongue into Kitty’s pussy then she took hold of her husband’s dick and aimed it at the ten-year-old hole. Kitty lowered herself onto it, and both father and daughter let out deep moans. “After a couple months, I got caught. The boys didn’t get in trouble, but the teacher took me to the principal. On the way there, he gave me a choice. I could go to the principal, and he would call you and tell you what a slut I am…” She began to cry. “It’s OK, honey. I think I know what comes next.” Keith said as he kissed the tears from her cheeks. She slowly fucked her father for a minute or two. Keith thought that she was finished. He was wrong. She pulled herself together, “So, I could go to the principal, and he would call you and tell you I have gang bangs nearly every day, or I could let him fuck me. I started to do him once a week. On Fridays. At first, it was kinda scary. His thing was so much bigger than the boys I was banging.” She stopped and took a deep breath, “His cock was bigger. Not as big as your cock, daddy. Your cock feels so lovely inside me, daddy. You make me feel so loved.” “I have always loved you, my sweet little girl. Ever since you were a tiny peanut in your mom’s womb.” “I know you love me in my brain. Now I know that you love and lust me – inside me. Inside my pussy. It’s better, daddy. I like that you love and lust me.” Joy asked, “Are you still fucking him? The teacher?” “No. He wanted me to do kiddy porn. I didn’t want to do that. We got into a big fight, and I cut him off.” Kitty was fucking her father faster, “So about this summer. And my play.” “I know, Honey.” Keith kissed her again, “Someone at the theater tried to take advantage of you. But I know you have been in a good mood since that little argument. I think you stood up for yourself, right?” “No. It’s the other way around. The director told everyone that they were not allowed to touch me. The play has a lot of sex in it, daddy. You read it, Right?” “Yeah, it has a lot of love scenes. It made me uncomfortable thinking about you playing that role, but I think I have my mind wrapped around it now. What do you mean ‘the other way around?” Kitty began to fuck faster and Kissed him again. She was getting close, “I mean that I was told that the play would have real sex, not pretend sex and that I was going to be fucked daily. Non-stop. I looked forward to it. I craved it. But when I started rehearsals, they told me that I was only going to get dick during the show. I was mad. I quit. The director backed down.” “Actual sex on the stage?” Keith asked, and then he climaxed. “Oh, fuck Kitty, you OhOOOO, are going to fuck on… Ooooooooo, on stage!” Kitty climaxed with her dad. Feeling him spray his seed into her, the same seed that created her 10 years and 9 months ago, was so hot that her climax lasted for over a minute. It was even nastier when her mom sucked her pussy clean. Then sexier when her father fucked her for the second time. *************************** Two weeks before opening night, Joy and Keith were in the auditorium watching a rehearsal. Usually, Buck wouldn't have allowed it. Kitty explained her concern about her dad watching her. Buck agreed that it would help get her accustomed to being watched while she fucked. Jack walked over and introduced himself, “Hi, I’m the writer of this little diddy.” They shook hands, “Your daughter is really amazing. I’m glad you let her be part of our production.” “Well, I love the adaptation you wrote. It’s almost perfect.” Keith said. Kitty was just walking over to her folks. She was naked and leaking cum down her leg. “What did you think, daddy?” “You were great, Kitty. You all are really fantastic.” Keith hugged his naked daughter and ended up with Billy Mec’s cum on his pant leg. Kitty saw the mess, “Oh, sorry, daddy.” She licked up the large gobs and tried to brush away the rest. “It’s OK, don’t worry about my pants.” Jack heard ‘almost perfect’ and was bouncing the phrase around his head as the daughter and father messed with the mess. Buck walked over with Billy and Kair and they all were introduced to Keith. Keith felt a little odd chit-chatting with people he had just seen nude and fucking his 10-year-old daughter. Then Jack cut into the conversation, “What do you mean ‘almost perfect,?” “What?” Keith asked, confused. “Well, you said the play was almost perfect. What would you change to make it completely 100% perfect?” Kitty looked at her dad, “Keep it to yourself, daddy. I already made them re-write the music. We aren’t gonna make any more changes.” “It’s nothing, really. Nothing. Kitty had this idea, but… I don’t know. It sounded really good. But…” “Come on. Maybe it would work for the next production. I would love the feedback.” Jack asked. “Daddy, don’t,” Kitty warned. “Your gonna get me in trouble.” “No one is going to get into trouble,” Jack said. “Just tell me.” “OK, so you know at the end when you have Humbert visit Lolita in her little house? You have her looking pregnant, and she is supposed to be four years older? Well, she’s ten and a small ten. So when you make her pregnant, she looks a little silly. So you either need to get another actress that is 14, or you could just show Humbert imagining her… Start with Humbert sitting on a cot…” Humbert is sitting on a cot behind prison bars. He is crying. Lolita steps into his cell, “Hi, Hummy. Why so sad?” Shocked, Humbert shrinks away in fear, “What are you doing here?” “This is the greeting I get from my dad?” She sits next to him. “But the last time I saw you, you were pregnant. Ready to burst. And you were old.” Lolita laughed, “You are a pervert, daddy. Of course, only a pervert would think a fourteen-year-old girl is old. But, yes, I was pregnant and older. You like me better like that, don’t you? Your ten-year-old nymphet.” She kissed him, “I had a little baby boy.” “They told me that you had died in childbirth?” Humbert said with tears in his eyes. “Did they? Well, they told me you killed a man. You shot Quilty.” Lolita laid back onto the threadbare cot and opened her legs invitingly. “He stole you from me. He kidnaped you.” Humbert said. “He never did. I planned the whole thing. I ran away. If not with him, I would have found someone else.” Lolita pulled her dad into her. Then, with the comfortable beauty that years of practice can give a couple, the two melded into one. Humbert began to fuck Lolita hard, “No, go slow, daddy. Spend your need into me. Love me.” “Why? Why did you run? Where did you go?” He was crying again. “I told you all this before. Don’t you remember?” She asked, kissing him. “No. When did we talk?” Humbert asked, confused. His head was spinning. “You came to my house. You met my husband. When I was pregnant. Don’t you remember? I told you that Quilty helped me run away. I followed him to his house in Los Angeles. We did dirty things, he and I. Filthy things. He finally had enough, and he kicked me out.” “Yes. I remember. I found him. I found him after I heard about you. About…” “You heard about my death? It was a sad thing. A baby is born, and a mother dies. Sad, but it’s probably for the best. I don’t think I would have made a good mother.” Lolita began to climax. “You died?” Humbert asked as his balls boiled over and his seed filled his little nymphet. His perfect ten-year-old daughter. Lolita screamed out her orgasm, “Yes, Ohoooo, fuck, I’m cumming, daddy! Cum in me!” The light in the foreground of the stage went out so that all that could be seen was the silhouette of the two lovers as they clung to one another. The curtains dropped. The audience was shaken. One couple began to clap, then ten, then five hundred. There was a roar of feet as the people all stood and cheered. The sound redoubled as the curtains opened, and the cast all bowed. Then the sound became a wall of noise as Kitty was pushed forward. Naked and blushing from head to toe. She saw her family in the front row, her mom, dad, brother, grandparents, uncles, aunts, and cousins. She smiled sweetly at them and blew them kisses. 500 people just watched her fucking! Her family just watched her fucking!. This was going to be the best week ever. The cast all took a last bow, and the curtains closed. I would love to get feedback – peternessgl@gmail.com
Dolores (Lolita) Haze – Kitty 10 Her family includes her parents, Joy & Keith, and her brother Tim12 16,079 Words.
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