The nine-year-old did as she was told and found her costume where Don had said it would be. She picked it up and turned it every which way until she realised what it was. She was obviously going to be an indian in the next movie. Her 'costume' consisted of a tiny lap-lap, a cord with two flaps of material sewn to it that went around her waist so that the flaps covered her front and back, with just a thin strip of material running between her legs that would barely cover her anus, let alone her pussy. The rest of her costume was a headband with two feathers in it, and several strands of rather large glass beads. It was certainly not going to cover very much at all, she realised. But, she thought, that was the whole idea with these sex movies she was starring in. She had already realised that the actors were dressed in as provocative and as little costumes as possible...just enough to heighten the eroticism and titillate the viewer (and the participants as well, she reckoned). She certainly didn't mind and, in fact, was really enjoying the way she was being dressed and used to excite the men she was acting with and those who would watch her on video.

She took off the wrap she had been wearing since her swim before lunch. It was all she was wearing and she looked at her naked body in the full length mirror. She didn't look any different, she thought, in spite of all the things she had done or had done to her over the past two weekends. Gee, she thought, is it only two weekends since I started? It seemed like ages ago. She was already feeling like a professional...a Star...and she had only made five films. Still, she said to herself, that's five more than most people, especially girls around my age! She had had more men's things inside her already than many women had before they got married! And she liked the feel of them, no matter that the big ones hurt her a bit. She felt that familiar tingle between her legs at the thought of the men's penises she had already seen and touched and those that were still to come. That she could already be ready again so soon after this morning's movie surprised her. It must be the cream Don gave her to use that keeps her sexually active. She felt only a very faint throbbing in her groin from the large penises she had had earlier but certainly no pain. She suddenly wondered whether she had changed down there since being fucked.

There was a low stool beside the table and she pulled it out in front of the mirror. Then she sat on it, facing her reflection and with her legs spread wide. She looked at herself. She maneuvred the stool until the light coming through the window was directed into her lap. She was less than two feet from the mirror. She could now see herself very clearly. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she pulled herself open. Apart from a slight redness, she looked as she always did - there were no swollen or bruised looking areas and her vulva looked as fresh as it had three weeks ago, before she had ever had sex with a boy or man.

She reached over to the table and took the jar of cream Don had given her, unscrewing the cap and taking a dollop of the gel-like contents onto her fingertip. She then proceeded to massage the cream into her sex, sliding her fingers around her clitoris and the folds of her labia before pushing two into her, coated with the soothing gel. The jelly was non-sticky but was very slippery as it mixed with her own lubricant and the remains of the semen that hadn't leaked out from deep inside her. She watched her fingers working on herself and felt the tingling sensations starting as soon as the gel touched her skin. It was like an itching, but not an irritating one; more one that caused her to stay ready for sexual stimulation and release. Her clitoris was already stiff (it seemed to Julie that it had been stiff almost permanently the past two weeks!) and she could see her labia had swollen to frame her vaginal entrance. Sensuously, Julie stroked her fingers in underneath herself, lifting slightly to allow access to her anus and the smooth skin between her buttocks. She ran her finger around her sphincter, the tip of her finger poking inside the tight orifice. She gave a sigh of pleasure and her head tilted back as she felt herself tingling right through her back passage. She hoped she was going to have a man up inside there this afternoon. Surprisingly, she found she enjoyed her bottom being fucked as much as her pussy; and she especially liked it when the men played with her there, or licked her. She shivered just thinking about it......(cont)