I can't believe it the lovely young blond whispered to herself. I'm here, I'm in Hollywood and I already have a job!!
Barbara Miller-Script, that's what it said right there on the crew list. The pretty young girl shifted slightly on her seat and looked out the window, all she could see was the vague shape of trees flashing by in the night as the heavy bus climbed the twisting highway into the Northern California woods.
As she moved on the seat, Barbara wasn't aware of the way that her firm, shapely breasts lifted and strained against her blouse but a second later she was aware of the way that the excitement she felt was affecting her.
Barbara shifted positions again, trying to ease the insistent pressure of her silky blouse as it rubbed and pulled against the stiff points of her hardening nipples. The beautiful blond cursed softly under her breath and looked around to make sure that no one was watching her.
Damn! I suppose that I'm not as big city as I thought I was, I should have worn a bra, I feel naked like this!
Without thinking, Barbara pressed the flat of her warm palm against the proud swell of one pointed breast. The sudden chill of pleasure that danced and flickered along her nerves shocked the pretty girl. Her silky thighs slapped tightly together in an automatic response. But it was already too late, Barbara couldn't stop the rapid action of her memory and before she could stop herself she was thinking about Bruce Williams.
"What's the matter with you, Barb? When in the hell are you going to grow up?" Even now, over a thousand miles away, the lovely young blond shivered when she remembered the demanding touch of her hometown lover's hands on her breasts as he whispered in her ear. "Why do you want to leave when you have everything you need right here?"
Barbara moaned inwardly when those memories flooded in and the silky folds of her sex began to swell and grow moist. The young blond could remember the hard thrusts of Bruce's bulging fly against her belly and blushed when she thought of how easily all of her resolves had crumbled and blown away when the big man had taken her hand and forced her to touch his erect prick!
"See? What can you find in Hollywood that's any harder or bigger? You don't have to go away to find excitement. I've got it for you right here." Barbara closed her eyes and shook her head in mute denial when she thought about what he'd said to her then. "I know you, Barbara, I know what you want. You talk and talk about your moral values and all that shit, but the minute I show you a hard cock you're flat on your back with your legs spread!! "
It had been so easy for him, it had been just like the other times, once her fingers wrapped around Bruce's thick, pulsating shaft she'd turned into a slut, just like her mother!
Barbara straightened in her seat, her jaw stiffened and grew firmer and she jerked her sweaty palm away from her swollen breast. The lovely girl tried to stop thinking about the awful things Bruce had said to her and the terrible pleasure she'd felt when Bruce's hard rammer had forced its way into her and filled the tight glove of her sex. Even more than that, Barbara fought to forget the obscene moans and groans of pleasure she'd made as he confidently fucked and fucked at her until she was caught in a screaming, thrashing orgasm!
Damn you mother, Barbara whispered. Why? Why do I behave like you no matter how hard I try not to? Barbara forced her mind away from her lewd memories and thought about the future, she would close the book on her past, things would be different now, she'd made a mistake in her relationship with Bruce but it wouldn't happen again.
At last a slow, pleased smile replaced the frown on Barbara's pretty, oval face. The blonde's deep blue eyes sparkled when she thought about the exciting future that was unfolding before her.
The movies!! Motion pictures had always meant so much to her, Barbara had always known that she lacked the talent and the temperament to act, but still she'd always been drawn to the movies. She had been drawn by the peace of mind they'd given her, drawn by the clear-cut issues they posed and the clear moral choices they offered. The movies had the simplicity and clarity that her real life had always lacked. Now! Now, that she'd made the break and come here and now that she'd landed a job on her very first interview, things would be different!
Just knowing that she was a part of something pleased her, Barbara looked around and couldn't stop smiling. The lovely girl watched the faces of the crew and some of the lesser cast members as they slept. Barbara was too excited to sleep, all she could think of was delicious excitement she felt when she realized that she was one of them now.
Suddenly the lovely young girl felt restless, she couldn't sit still for another second. Moving quietly, Barbara slipped into the aisle of the bus and stretched. It was almost four in the morning and everyone else was asleep. Most of the interior lights of the bus were off, leaving a soft, glowing night light to guide her feet.
Just then Barbara heard the muted sound of voices and turned toward the rear of the bus. Someone else was awake.
Carefully picking her way down the darkened aisle Barbara saw a tied-down stack of boxes and cases filling a two-seat section, the voices were coming from the seat behind the stack.
A sudden shyness came over her and stopped Barbara from walking right up to the others. Instead, the lovely girl peeked around the edge of a lashed down case to see who it was.
For a long, terrible second Barbara thought that her heart had stopped beating. As her eyes opened in surprise, the young blond pressed a knuckle against her lips to stifle a moan of shock and denial.
A big man was sprawled out on a seat behind the pile of boxes, after a few confused moments Barbara recognized him, that was Tex Richards, the famous cinematographer!
Beside the cameraman sat an actress. Barbara recognized the woman's face but she couldn't remember her name at first. After a few more seconds the girl managed to remember. The graying, plumpish blonde's name was Evelyn Marshall, she'd been considered for an Oscar a few years back. But what Evelyn Marshall had done in the past wasn't important, what she was doing now was! The actress had Tex's pants open and she was whispering to him as her clenched fist worked rapidly up and down the naked, jerking length of his erect, blood-swollen cock!!
"Do you promise Tex? I get some good close ups if I take care of you now?" The woman had an intense, drawn look as she stared up into the big man's face. Tex nodded and then grinned knowingly at the woman. Without a word the man put his big hand against the back of the actress's head and began to push it down into his lap.
Barbara shuddered as she watched the woman's head being pushed down toward the man's meaty cock. How many times had she seen some strange man pushing her mother's mouth down to meet his penis? How many times had she heard her mother's moan of excitement and watched as she shamelessly gobbled and swallowed the offered prong?
Barbara could also remember that same pressure against the back of her own head, and the grim pride that she had always refused to do that for Bruce or anyone, ever!!
Tex was wedged between the edge of the seat and the window. The woman shifted position as she was bending down until she sat facing him, giving Barbara a clear side-view of everything.
The graying blond waited until her lip stick painted mouth was actually brushing against the weeping slit of the purple glans before she looked up and smiled at Tex. "Looks good, baby," Evelyn said in a low, throaty voice. "I wonder if it tastes as good as it looks?"
Tex chuckled and lifted his pelvis. At the same time the big man pressed down on the top of the blonde's head and forced the swollen knob of his organ against her lips. "Shut up and suck cock, baby," was all that he said.
Evelyn made a soft, groaning sound deep in her throat as her jaw went slack and her red lips formed an oval. Barbara stifled another gasp and felt a slick, clenching sensation deep in her vagina when she saw the pulpy head and the white shaft of the bloated organ disappearing into the other woman's gaping mouth.
"Ulmmmmm, ut tusts aus guud aus uh thuuuught," the older woman mumbled as she swallowed almost half of the big cameraman's thick tool. It was terrible, it was almost as if that fat cock was in her own mouth! Barbara trembled and pressed her heated body against the pile of boxes as she watched the obscene act being performed.
Slowly Evelyn began to bob her head, letting the gleaming pole of flesh slip in and out of her mouth. Even in the muted light Barbara could see the swollen blue veins of the big dong, she could see the dark hairs on the shaft being plastered flat under the thick coat of greasy looking saliva that Evelyn was leaving behind as she sucked and lapped at the crown. The woman's fingers tightened around the shaft and she began to move her hand up and down as she ate the cock.
Tex sighed happily and slipped his hand inside the woman's opened blouse. Both Evelyn and Barbara wiggled as the big fingers twisted and pinched at the long, thick nipples until they were an angry, burning red.
Barbara's own swollen tits ached, her nipples had turned into painful points that pressed at the material of her blouse until they threatened to rip through. The lovely young girl was confused, this wasn't the way it was supposed to be. These were movie people, they had a more exciting, fulfilling life, they shouldn't have to resort to vile, animalistic acts like this to please themselves!
A moaning, sighing Evelyn pushed her wrinkled blouse down over her shoulders then tossed it aside. Barbara could clearly see the soft, blue-veined flesh of the other woman's big, pillowy breasts move and surge under Tex's expert touch. Evelyn moaned and made some comment that Barbara couldn't hear as she redoubled her efforts. The older woman's lips looked wet and obscene as they clamped tight around the bar of flesh that invaded her mouth.
Barbara felt that filthy, burning sensation between her thighs again. It was that compelling, itching feeling that had always betrayed her in the past. The lovely young blond couldn't stop herself, without taking her eyes off of the groaning, snuffling pair before her, she pressed and wriggled against the stack of cases until she found a rounded corner and then jammed her wet, tingling mound against it. Barbara's lips fell open and her head rolled back to her shoulders as a soundless scream of pleasure tore itself from her throat.
Once, then two more times Barbara thrust her panty covered folds against the hard corner of the crate, the shaken girl's knees trembled each time that she felt the pressure against the swollen nub of her clitoris. Hot blood sang in the excited blonde's veins and her greedy eyes caught and devoured every vile moment of the awful scene before her.
Evelyn was excited now, Barbara could tell from the way that the older woman sighed and mumbled around the fat stalk of flesh that she was sucking and from the way that her broad hips jerked and rolled. Barbara wasn't shocked or even surprised when she saw the actress jerk her skirt up over her hips and then claw her filmy panties down to her knees. Barbara felt a new rush of excitement stab deep into her dripping vagina when she watched the woman thrust two fingers deep into her hairy slot.
The young blond increased the pace of her coital movements, making the corner of the box scrub hard against her love button as she watched Evelyn masturbate. The blond sucked and snorted over the cock, she was on her knees, her milky thighs spread wide, from where she watched, Barbara could clearly see the wet, red inner flesh of the woman's sex, she could even see the swollen knot of her clit as the pads of the fingers pressed and slipped over it.
It was frightening, Barbara felt as if she was twelve again, crouching outside her mother's door, watching with horrified fascination as her pretty mother slavishly served some man she'd just met. The longer she stared at Evelyn as Evelyn nursed on the pulpy tip of the cock the more the older woman looked like Barbara's mother! The young girl shuddered and jerked against the boxes as her eyes played awful tricks on her.
Even over the rumble of the bus motor, Barbara could hear the liquid, sucking sounds that the actress was making. The woman's smooth cheeks were sunken, the flesh pulled tight over her high cheek bones as she struggled to suck the thick, white cum up from Tex Richard's heavy, hairy balls.
It was too much! The need for relief was too strong to ignore, Barbara hated herself, but she couldn't resist. The shapely young blond spread one smooth thigh and pulled her shirt skirt up over the flare of her hips. Her hand slid under the waistband of her panties and Barbara had to bite hard on the tip of her tongue to keep from moaning out loud when her slender finger worked in between the slick, ready folds of her cunt and pressed firmly against the pebble-hard tip of her love bud.
Memories of how she had fingered and teased herself into one savage orgasm after another haunted her. It was even worse now, she wasn't a child any longer and that wasn't her mother. Barbara knew all that but she didn't care! That cold, withdrawn feeling she felt when Bruce had taken her was gone, she felt soft and wet, ready for the delicious relief that she needed so badly.
Each stroke, each time she drove her finger over her vibrating clit and then deep into her cunt was almost more than Barbara could stand. Why did something like this excite her? Why was this the only way that she could really satisfy herself? Barbara shook her head and clung to the back of the crates with one hand while she hurriedly played with the other.
"Ohhhhh, yeah!" Tex's gusty sigh of pleasure surprised Barbara, she had been so intent on what Evelyn had been doing to his cock that she had forgotten about him. The big man rolled his head from side to side, his hips moved up and down forcing his swollen rod in and out of the gasping woman's mouth. "Suck it harder, cunt," the man demanded. "I want to cum, get going!"
As he grated at Evelyn, Tex's hand roughly pushed at the back of her head forcing her down until she coughed and gagged. Barbara felt a small orgasm explode in her belly but she didn't stop, this was only the first, there would be more, all she had to do was watch what was happening and masturbate, there would be more!
Evelyn moaned and gasped for breath as she allowed the thick dong to wedge tight in her throat, she made no effort to escape the obscene fucking her throat was receiving, her tongue, dripping saliva, worked around and around the base of the shaft, her fingers lifted and gently squeezed Tex's balls. There was no fight in the older blond, it was apparent that all she wanted to do was what she was told and suck the greasy cum up from Tex's balls.
Barbara sighed softly, she leaned against the boxes, her finger was wet and slick as it wriggled and slipped up and down between the puffy, swollen lips of her pussy. The beautiful young girl's eyes crept from Evelyn's bubbling lips as she pulled and sucked at the jerking cock. Another delightful orgasm began to bubble up inside of her, Barbara's eyes rolled back in her skull and she began to writhe and jerk as the second brilliant flash of pleasure swept over her. "Unnnngggghhhh," the shaken girl hissed. "Aaaahhhiiieee . . . "
"Aggghhh . . . ummmmmm," Tex was moaning. Barbara could hear the wet, popping sounds that the older woman's lips were making as she fought to keep contact with the man's pulsating dong.
At the same time Evelyn's finger was buried to the knuckle in her gushing cunt, Barbara felt an insane, obscene desire to run forward and plaster her mouth against the hairy lips and suck at the froth that dribbled down the crouching woman's thighs.
Suddenly, without warning, Tex jerked Evelyn's head back. The older blond moaned and shuddered as her climax tore into her. The glistening, saliva coated cock-head twitched and then a white jet shot up and struck Evelyn in the nose and upper lip!
Barbara felt her knees buckle and almost slipped to the floor when she watched as Evelyn fought to cram the purple head of the erupting cock back into her gaping mouth. The older woman was whimpering and mumbling as she tried to catch every drop of the thick fluid with her dripping tongue.
Ohhhhhhh, noomooo a little voice screamed in Barbara's head. She can't like it that much! She can't want that in her mouth!! But, in spite of her thoughts, Barbara could clearly see that the blond wanted to drink Tex's cum, just the way that her mother had loved taking a spouting, squirting dong into her mouth to drink down the cum. Something wriggled and fought to get loose inside of Barbara but she managed to hold it back as she brought herself to her last, mind-tearing orgasm.
"Awwwwuuuuggghhhh, buby, shoot ut all, lut mu drunk ut," Evelyn squealed as she lapped at the thick strands of cum that dangled from the head of the cock. "Aaaaaiiiieeee, I'm cumming, baby, watch me, I'm cummmmiinnngggg!! ! ! "
"Agggghhhh, suck it slut . . . Ummmm, yes!! You'll get your closeups, suck the cum from my balls and I'll take care of you." Tex laughed and cruelly began to slap at Evelyn's cheeks with his still firm cock. The older woman whimpered and shuddered but made no move to pull away as the leaking tip left tracks of slimy cum on her flesh.
"Unnnngggghhhh," Barbara panted under her breath. "Ohhhh, oh God, they're no different here, they're just like the animals back home!! " The young blonde's fingers clawed at the pile of cases and her supple body jerked and made sharp, thrusting motions against the unresisting air as she drank deep of another humbling, degrading climax.
CHAPTER TWO
Pausing to look out the window of the trailer, Barbara could see the untouched sweep of the beautiful high mountain meadow, the meadow ended abruptly at the face of the sheer granite mountain to the north. From reading the script the young girl knew that that mountain cliff would be the major location site of the film.
Under any other circumstances the sight of the beautiful scenery would have pleased her, at any other time the knowledge that she was here to help make a movie would have thrilled her, but the memory of what she'd seen and done the night before cast a dark cloud of nervous shame over Barbara's enjoyment of the moment.
The lovely young blond hurriedly unpacked her bags and put her things away in the dresser. The trailer was a marvel, if she hadn't seen it from the outside Barbara would have thought that she was in a well furnished motel room. Barbara was sharing the trailer with the assistant to the producer. Looking over her shoulder, the lovely blond watched her roommate, Delia Lewis, as she sat at a small table by the door and worked to get the inter-camp phone system working.
Barbara was impressed by Delia, the woman was about forty, her long black hair was pulled back and rolled into a bun, it looked like a gleaming black cap. Delia's body was full and very shapely and the girl rightly guessed that Delia Lewis was an actress who had given up the battle and taken a production job as a second place prize. The young girl caught herself staring with interest at Delia's high-riding breasts and her flawless body and was embarrassed.
" I don't care, Freddie! I want this Goddamn system working and I want it working now!" The snap of command in Delia's voice impressed Barbara and she watched the handsome woman as she sat back in her chair and waited. Delia looked up and caught Barbara staring intently at her. "Don't think a thing of it, darling," the brunette whispered in a throaty voice. Telling at people is part of my job."
Barbara smiled and nodded before she turned back to her unpacking. If the young blond hadn't been so flustered she would have wondered at the strange, intense look that flashed across Delia's face.
"What? Well congratulations!" The thinly disguised sarcasm in Delia's voice made Barbara smile and she turned to listen.
"Try Rick Tolliver's trailer first, number six." A tingle of excitement ran up and down Barbara's spine when she heard Rick Tolliver's name. She pictured the big, dark-haired leading man's face and remembered how many times, when she was a teenager, just watching him do a love scene had excited her to the point where she had had to scurry to the ladies room and play with herself to relieve the terrible tension! And now, she was not only going to meet him, she was going to be working with him!!
"Tolliver? This is Delia, I'm checking the phones. . . . Yes, six o'clock call. Do you need someone to come in and tie your shoes for you, darling?" There was the sharp edge of a sneer in Delia's voice and Barbara was surprised to hear it. "Get some rest, big man, we start shooting tomorrow and you know what Sam expects of you."
Sam, she means Sam Spealman, Barbara told herself. He's one of the biggest producers in the business! Barbara was still thinking about the picture's famous producer as Delia went on with her check of the phone system.
"Try eight, Dawn Renay." There was another famous name! Barbara felt a tiny stab of jealousy when she thought of how beautiful and sensuous the dark haired movie star was. She had always envied Dawn Renay's cool and calm manner as well as her beauty.
"Is it ringing? . . . Damn! That cunt's out chasing cock already," Delia snorted into the phone. "She couldn't keep her panties up with stainless steel suspenders!" Delia's sharp, punishing tongue began to grate on Barbara's nerves, besides she didn't care to hear the woman make comments like that about people that she'd always enjoyed and admired. Barbara decided to slip out of the trailer before she said something to upset Delia.
As she stepped down to the ground Barbara could hear Delia continuing with her check list. The beautiful young girl took a long, deep breath and savored the cool, clear mountain air.
Barbara was impressed by the efficient hum of activity in the camp. When the bus arrived at noon the meadow had been empty, now, by late afternoon a small village had sprung up. Tents, sheds and rows of trailers were all in place, the only thing missing were the street lights and parking meters.
But no matter how hard she tried to divert herself, Barbara couldn't stop thinking about what Delia had said about the picture's star. Was Dawn Renay like that? The young script girl caught herself thinking about that disgusting scene she'd witnessed on the bus. Were they all like that, was sex so important to them?
A warm, tingling sensation began to build between Barbara's shapely thighs and the girl stepped up her pace. Suddenly Barbara wanted to be alone, she wanted to have some time to think.
Without noticing where she was headed, the nervous blond reached the end of the trailer village and stepped into the heavy growth of slender pines and bushes. In seconds the screen of greenry muffled the sounds behind her and Barbara was alone in the woods.
The burning sensation between her thighs had centered on the tip of her clitoris and Barbara hated herself when she realized how excited she'd become when she thought about Tex Richard's long, thick penis. No! I'm done with all that, the blond told herself fiercely. Let them behave like animals, I'm not going to, there has to be something more to life than that!
Barbara had almost managed to shame her body into line when she heard the muffled sound of laughter and low conversation ahead of her. She intended to turn around and leave, but somehow Barbara's body took over and she found herself moving quietly forward, headed for the source of the sounds.
Without realizing how, Barbara knew exactly what she would find when she reached her goal. From time to time she could hear the low, throaty laugh of a woman and the deeper rumble of two different men. There was something in the tone of the woman's voice that told it all. Barbara could remember that sound in her mother's voice when she was with a man that interested her.
The trees and the brush were thick, but Barbara could sense that there was a clearing ahead of her. The lovely girl's heart was hammering under her ribs as she inched up against a tree and peeked ahead. There was a small clearing, a large blue blanket had been spread out in the center and there were three persons laying on it.
"Ohhhhhhhh, you boys are so rough! Don't leave any marks where they can show tomorrow." The naked woman of the blanket moved her head as she spoke, it was Dawn Renay!! Barbara felt her eyes widening in her head as they took in the coffee-colored curves and planes of the famous woman's flawless body.
Beside Dawn lay a burly man. The young script girl could see the sunburn marks on his arms and realized that he was part of the crew that had worked to set up the camp. Dawn was looking at the man as her hand moved confidently up and down the length of his jerking hard-on. Behind the beautiful woman lay another man, he was tall and slender and lay so close that half of his long, thin cock was pressed between the star's firm looking ass cheeks.
The taller man had an arm thrown over Dawn's shoulder and his hand was squeezing and milking at the sighing woman's heavy breasts. Barbara could see the dark nipples stiffen and grow as long and hard as baby thumbs, her own shapely globes began to ass and itch for just such a mauling.
"Ummmm, that's sweet, Barney," Dawn purred as she wriggled her silky bottom back against the probing cock. "I was afraid that this would be a boring picture but now that I've met you I can see that I'm going to be well taken care of."
"Hey, we didn't come out here to talk," the burly man said. Before Dawn could protect herself, she was jerked forward and down. Barbara began to tremble when she heard the beautiful star's moan of happiness. Dawn allowed herself to be roughly pulled on top of the man's naked body. From where she stood Barbara could see the angry red tip of the muscular man's cock pressing up against the dark thick curls that covered Dawn's puffy sex. "Sit on it, chick," the man demanded hoarsely. "I want to feel how good a star's cunt feels wrapped around my cock!! "
The man's strong hands helped as Dawn positioned herself over the spear, the woman held the prick with one trembling hand while she spread the lips of her pussy with the other. Barbara could see wet spots on the other woman's buttocks and realized that it was the lube from the slender man's cock. The young blonde's knees began to shake and she knew that she was so wet that the love juice was seeping out of her panties and down one thigh!
"Unnnngggghhhhh," Dawn moaned as she settled back on the spear of flesh. Barbara could see the delicate folds of the brunette's vulva bulge and roll as her vagina swallowed the full length of the cock in one long, slick movement! "Ooooooooo, baby," the famous woman sighed. "That's perfect, so hard and so bigggg."
Dawn began to roll her hips, making the fat cock inside of her twist and turn, muscles in her back rippled and pulled as the beautiful woman began to happily fuck herself with the man's cock.
The second man got to his knees, watched Dawn impale herself on the big cock and ran his hand up and down his own erect spear. Each time that he stroked it a clear drop of lube would ooze out of the slit and slowly drip to the ground. Dawn saw what he was doing and became even more excited.
"Don't waste it, baby! Bring it to Dawn, hurry!! " The slender man grinned as he got to his feet. Dawn's smooth arm slipped around the tall man's knees and she pulled him close to her as she bobbed up and down before him. The lovely woman smiled up at the man as her pointed tongue flicked and fluttered against the pulpy head of his long, hard prick.
Dawn drove her heart-shaped ass up and down on the fat prong beneath her, at the same time, she lifted her head and greedily fastened her pouting lips on the dripping tip of the second cock.
Barbara shuddered, she despised herself for watching but she knew that there was no way that she could drag herself away now. Part of her was shocked but another part of her was hypnotized and aroused by the sight of Dawn's slick, hair-fringed lips clinging to the bloated cock that was spearing her. Barbara could even hear the wet sucking sounds that the brunette's sex made as it chewed and squeezed at the big penis. The sights and sounds made the young blonde's own bubbling love slot yearn for the touch of a thick intruder.
"How about that kid? Make you all wet and itchy to watch something like that?" Barbara would have screamed with shock when the hot whisper invaded her ear but a big hand clamped tight over her opening lips and at the same time another hand caught her arm and the lovely blond was trapped! "Be cool, baby! If we make too much noise we'll disturb the great lady and she can be a roaring bitch if she doesn't get her daily ration of cock!"
Barbara managed to turn her head and see who had caught her. When her staring eyes made out the face next to her the blonde's heart fluttered and there was an awful clenching sensation in her belly, it was Tex Richards!
"Ummmmmm, that's good, honey, suck my cock," the second man was muttering to Dawn as he gripped the beautiful woman's ears and pulled her head up tight against his belly. Even in her highly disturbed state Barbara could see the famous star's body jerk and heard the soft, gagging sound she made as the man forced his long stem all the way down her throat!
"Don't worry about her," Tex hissed into Barbara's ear. "That broad is a machine, she can handle six more guys without getting hurt, she'll milk that cock with her throat and make him give her everything he's got!"
Tex's words ignited tiny fires of insane lust in Barbara's belly, the lovely young script girl wiggled and shivered in the big man's tight grip. Tex chuckled in her ear and Barbara stiffened when she felt his hand slip away from her arm. The young blond was going to try to twist away from the cameraman and run but the moving hand found the up-thrust curves of her burning tits and closed tightly over one of them. In an instant all the fight inside of her turned to butter and against her will her shapely body sagged against Tex.
"Oh? Need a little cock yourself, honey? I saw you heading this way and wondered if my luck wasn't turning," the big man sighed. Barbara was glad that he still had his other hand over her mouth because when his fingers found and twisted at her pointed nipples the excited girl would have moaned out loud.
It was like a dream, nothing made sense, nothing followed any rational idea. Barbara and Tex stood in the deep shadows around the little clearing and watched the naked movie star ride up and down on one slippery cock while she sucked and licked at another. The watchers sighed and pressed against each other, the girl rubbing her saucy, firm buttocks against the straining bulge of his jeans.
Finally, just when Barbara thought she would scream with frustration, Tex's hand fell away from her burning, pointed breasts and began to press and stroke its way down over her shaking belly and over the swell of her rounded thighs.
The hand found the hem of her skirt and the feel of Tex's fingers brushing against her bare thighs shook Barbara to the core. The shivering blond stiffened again and felt a thick spurt of love lube squirt out of her tight little pussy and soak the already dripping crotch piece of her panties.
Ooooooo, nooooo the girl whimpered to herself. Don't let him, you came here to get away from things like this! The man's hand was like a spider as it crawled and pinched its way up her flesh. No matter how hard she tried to fight it, the hot, demanding desire crept into her. When the searching fingers finally pressed up against the puffy, dripping outline of her pussy all the lovely girl could do was moan and let one straining thigh pull wide to give him more room.
"Goddamn but you're wet, honey," Tex crooned in Barbara's ear. "You need it, don't you?" Barbara whimpered and wriggled as one probing finger found the separation between her drooling folds and pressed inward, pushing the silky material of her panties ahead of it. The fingertip found her rock-hard clitoris and each time that it stroked it her muscles softened, soon she knew she would fall to the ground if he didn't hold her up.
"Over here, kid," Tex hissed softly. "And for Christ's sake keep quiet!" Tex was strong, he lifted Barbara effortlessly and turned her around. They only had to move a few steps until they came to a tree that had split then grown into a vee.
Barbara felt boneless and helpless as the big man pressed her up against the tree. Offering no resistance, the lovely girl allowed herself to be pressed forward until her shoulders were pushed through the vee and her body was bent forward at the waist.
Tex had taken his hand away from her mouth but Barbara made no effort to call for help, she listened as the man whispered to her and his hand tugged and pulled at her skirt.
"Go ahead, kid, watch them, I'll be ready for you in a moment." Looking up, Barbara realized that she could still see Dawn and the two men rutting on the blanket. The beautiful brunette had long white strands of cum dripping from her. chin and she had transferred her lips to the tall man's balls, she was sucking and licking at them as her talented fingers tried to revive his freshly sucked dong. Beneath the woman the bigger man was bucking and surging, driving his glistening cock into her to the hilt.
Tex had Barbara's skirt wedged high over her shaking buttocks. The lovely girl whimpered softly as she felt her lacy panties being jerked down over her thighs, she helped the man by lifting one foot, then the other so that he could strip them away. The cool mountain air crept in between the cheeks of her naked ass and over the mossy, lube-soaked hairs of her vulva as she waited.
Barbara heard the soft whisper of a zipper being pulled, then the rustle of cloth. Within seconds the girl shuddered as warm hands began to fondle and separate the meaty cheeks of her bottom. At the same time, a long, thick probe pressed up between her thighs and nestled against her dripping cunt.
"Ohhhhhhhhh," Barbara whispered. "Don't. . . . don't make me. . . . I don't want that." Tex only laughed at her as he pressed his naked cock forward. The fat head of the penis wedged in between the lips of Barbara's pussy and rubbed boldly against the pulsating knob of her clit. "Unnnnnngggghhhhhh," the trapped girl whispered. "It . . . feels soooo, good!"
Tex was an expert, he rolled his hips and let the tip of his dong roll around Barbara's distended love button. The lovely young girl couldn't hide the delighted wiggle of her bottom or the long, shuddering sighs of excitement that oozed out of her open mouth.
The bark of the tree felt solid and hard against her belly, Barbara simply relaxed and went limp, allowing the fork to support her while she concentrated on the teasing, probing touch of the cock that was seeking entry from the rear.
Tex's fingers tightened on Barbara's spongy ass and pulled the cheeks wide. The girl whimpered and wiggled as she felt herself completely exposed to the cock that was rubbing against her. The young blond couldn't help but remember how big and gnarled the man's penis was and the thought of taking that into her tight little snatch excited and frightened her at the same time.
"Ugggggghhhh." Barbara groaned when Tex shifted position and the juice coated head of his big prick socketed itself in the tight opening to her love sheath. "Don't hurt me, ohhh please," was all that she could think to whisper as, first the ridged head, and then the rock-hard shoulders of the big pole began to move into her.
The slick love juice that was gushing out of her offered Tex's cock all the lube that it needed. The big man grunted softly and gripped harder at Barbara's bottom as he fitted himself in her tight, wriggling cunt. "Perfect! Ohhhhh, baby, you're perfect," the man sighed as he thrust upward.
A belly-deep grunt squirted out of Barbara's lips, the girl felt herself lifted off of her feet as the fat cock slammed into her to the hilt! It was awful! She'd never felt anything so big and so hard inside of her. Barbara had always thought of Bruce as being big, but her former lover's cock was like a toothpick compared to Tex's! The lovely young blond moaned softly, her body was in charge and it shook her firm white bottom back against the man's belly, helping him stuff her with his meat.
"Tight, nice and tight," Tex mumbled as he began to hunch and rub against Barbara. Each time that he would withdraw then thrust forward again, the trembling blond would have to bite her tongue to muffle the squeal of pleasure that squirted out of her.
The girl's eyes were riveted on Dawn Renay and the two men that were mauling and using her famous body. Each time that the man beneath shoved himself into the movie star's cunt the second man would use his revived cock to muffle her groans of pleasure.
The pressure of the fat cock inside of her was more than Barbara could stand, she began to waggle and roll her bottom wildly, helping the slippery post move and stretch her gripping, sucking love-tube. Tex's naked legs pressed against hers, his breath came in hot puffs against the back of her neck and in spite of her self loathing, Barbara was lifted and driven wild by the lust and the need that exploded inside of her.
"Ahhhhhh," the beautiful girl panted over her shoulder. "Do it harder! I want it to hurt, it has to hurt!" Tex snorted and doubled the pace of his stroke. The rough bark of the tree beneath her was rubbing against Barbara's swollen tits, a button popped and she whimpered gratefully as the smooth, flawless flesh around one nipple was crudely scratched and scrubbed.
"Unnnnnngggghhhh," Barbara moaned. "I'm . . . I'm . . . going to . . . aaaaaaaiiiiieeee!! ! ! " Barbara wasn't sure that it was her voice, she looked up again and watched as Dawn Renay squirmed and twisted on the fat cock under her. From the way that the woman's lovely body jerked and shook the girl knew that she was climaxing too but Barbara couldn't pay her any more attention, her own exploding orgasm was burning and tearing at her gushing cunt and driving her wild!
"Aggggghhhhh, fuck harder, you little cunt," Tex moaned. The big man slammed himself into her, painfully stretching the slick membranes of Barbara's cunt. The beautiful girl clawed at the tree trunk and began a powerful milking motion with her vagina, pulling and sucking the thick cum up from her attacker's raging cock! Each powerful gush shook her. The spreading warmth she felt as his semen filled her tight sheath drove her into new spasms of lust. The thick fluid filled her vagina and then began to bubble out of her and drool down her splayed thighs as Tex groaned and fucked her into a near faint!
Oh dear God, what am I doing? What am I letting happen to me, the little voice whispered inside of her, but Barbara didn't have time to answer, another fire-ball of pleasure exploded in her brain and she screamed in the stillness that surrounded them.
CHAPTER THREE
"OK, we'll try it again," a voice on a loudspeaker shouted. "Quiet, this is going to be a take." Barbara hurriedly scribbled the numbers of this shot in her book and looked up to make sure that nothing had been disturbed during the time between shots. It was late afternoon and the .sun was quickly fading, there would only be time for two or possibly three more shots.
Slowly the people surrounding the camera area quieted down and the actors crouched down behind the rocks again. Then a few lights splayed out to erase the approaching shadows and tilt boards were cranked up to catch the last rays of light and splash them on the individuals in the scene. Barbara felt a prickling sensation at the base of her spine and turned to find Tex Richards staring at her, a wide, knowing grin creased his weathered face.
Look away, don't let him know what you 're thinking, the small voice inside of her demanded, but Barbara couldn't obey. It had been like this the whole day, every time she crossed glances with Tex the beautiful girl's whole body would grow tense and warm and she would catch herself daydreaming about the insistent power of the big man's cock and about the way that he'd used it to completely rule her last night! The shaken script girl stole a sideways peek at Dawn Renay and wondered if the woman knew that it was she who had screamed in passion in the woods.
"Everything all right, Barbara?" For a few seconds the girl didn't realize that she was being spoken to, but then a tanned hand tapped her elbow and the question was repeated.
"Oh . . . yes, everything's fine," Barbara finally stammered when she understood what was being asked of her. Jim Walters gave the lovely girl a puzzled glance and then returned to his job of directing. Jim Walters! It was exciting, a director who had won two Oscars in the past and now she was working with him!
Up on the hill, the sound of gunshots called Barbara back to reality and she focused on the action.
Rick Tolliver was on his feet, looking handsome in his cavalry officer's uniform, his hat lay on the rock before him. The big actor's face was contorted as he fired toward the camera. If she hadn't read the script and knew that he was shooting at attacking Indians, Barbara would have thought that he was shooting at them!
As the minutes passed and they waited for another camera set up, Barbara noticed the whole company seemed nervous and jumpy. Looking to her left Barbara watched the producer, Sam Spealman, as he dictated something to Delia who sat beside him.
At first glance Sam Spealman didn't seem to be such an imposing person. Under five ten, balding, wearing rumpled khaki clothing, he looked like any other technician on the film. It was the face, the wide expressive eyes, the sharp, hawk-like nose, the man's face spoke of power and fame to Barbara.
"Fine, that's what we wanted," Jim Walters shouted through the bullhorn, "that's a wrap for today." It took a few moments before Barbara realized that "wrap" meant the end of things and they were finished shooting for the day. The girl snapped a few pictures of the scene, then began to pack her things up.
"Let's have supper together, honey. I want to go over the script and double check the shooting schedule for tomorrow morning," the handsome director said casually. Barbara felt the sharp flutter of excitement inside of herself as she shyly nodded and fell in step beside him.
The dinner, served from a completely equipped mess tent, was good and after a day spent out in the fresh air, Barbara was hungry. As he ate in silence, Jim Walters went over Barbara's notes, after making a few minor corrections he nodded and handed her script back to her. The young blond felt as if she'd just been given a good report card.
When they stepped out of the tent Barbara was surprised to see that the sun was all the way down. "This is your first film, isn't it, honey?" the man beside her said suddenly.
"Yes, and I hate to admit it, but I find it just as exciting and glamorous as I thought I would," Barbara said happily. "That doesn't make me sound very professional, does it?" The director stopped walking and looked at her for a moment. Barbara was struck by the pained look on his face.
"Don't be too happy, kid. This is a shit company! We're not out here making a movie, we're churning out trash!" Barbara was shocked by the bitterness in the man's voice but he didn't let her interrupt. "This movie shouldn't be called the Valiant Brigade, it should be called the Sellout Brigade!! "
Barbara was shocked by the bitterness she heard in Jim's voice but she knew better than to press him with questions. When the director abruptly turned away from her and walked toward his trailer she made no effort to call or go after him.
The sound of raucous laughter off to her left reminded Barbara that she was all alone in the darkness. There was the crunch of feet in gravel and a dark shadow loomed up beside her.
"I was looking for you, kid. There's going to be a party down in trailer four and you're invited." Barbara saw Tex's hand moving toward her in the gloom and quickly side-stepped him.
"No . . . please, I think that last night was a . . . mistake. Please, Tex. I don't want to go." All the big man did was laugh and make another grab for her. Barbara jumped back and shook her head at the man but even as she did, she was thinking about the wonderful feel of his hard cock, she was weakening!
"No! Not tonight, Tex," Barbara hissed with the last of her courage, then she spun on her heel and darted away from the surprised cameraman. Before he could respond she was out of sight and moving quietly in the darkness.
Once she was certain that Tex wasn't following her, the lovely girl circled around and ran toward her trailer. As she trotted down the crude street she could hear laughter and the clinking of glasses coming from every trailer.
As she stepped up to her trailer Barbara noticed a darker shadow sitting on the steps, before she could pull back the shadow stood up and moved toward her.
"Why, Mr. Spealman," Barbara stammered when she realized who it was. "Are you waiting for Delia? I.. . don't know where she is."
The producer made a sharp, impatient chopping motion with his hand. "I was looking for her, but it isn't important." Sam paused and looked closer at Barbara. The man's tone softened and became more personal as he moved up until his thigh touched the young blonde's. "What is your name, honey?"
"Barbara.. . Barbara Miller, Mr. Spealman. I'm the script girl." Even in the darkness the lovely girl could feel the beam of the man's famous smile. She was so surprised and shaken by their unexpected meeting that she didn't try to move away when the man's hand closed around her elbow.
"I know what you do, honey," the producer said softly in Barbara's ear. "Come on down to my trailer and we'll talk about making movies."
Before she could resist Barbara found herself being propelled down the path. The lovely girl wasn't sure what she should do. It could be that the man was just lonely and wanted to talk, but Barbara doubted it, deep in her belly she could sense what he wanted.
"Here," the producer said as he handed Barbara a tall, ice clogged glass. Barbara didn't want a drink, but for some reason she was afraid to refuse it. She sat very still on the wide couch and stared at the famous man who confidently sat down beside her.
"The reason that I was waiting for Delia was to ask her what your name is," Sam Spealman said after a few sips of his drink. Barbara didn't know whether she should be surprised or shocked by his blunt comment.
"Tex is an old pal of mine," Sam said in a low voice, his blazing eyes stared at Barbara over the rim of his glass. "He passes the word when he finds a choice piece of ass."
Barbara felt the hot flush of her blush climbing up to her hairline, she felt jerky and out of control as she carefully sat her glass down on the table before she got to her feet.
"I don't know what you think of me, Mr. Spealman," the lovely girl said in a strained whisper. "But no matter what Tex Richards told you, I'm not a whore!! "
The producer laughed quietly and caught Barbara's wrist in a firm grip. The lovely young blond tried to fight him but he was much stronger than she and she was pulled back down onto the couch.
"Honey, why do you think we give jobs like this to chicks like you? Do you really think that we're so hard up for help that we hire untrained help? You're here because this is going to be a long, nothing job and we need some hot little cunts like you around to help pass the long nights."
It was true, all along Barbara had known that it was true, but now, hearing the words, it hurt! The pretty blond tried to pull away from the grinning man but it was no use.
"Settle down, baby," Sam Spealman grated in a hard voice. "You are miles away from home, what are you going to do, walk home? It's over eighty miles to the first town and what makes you think that the 'good old boys' there will treat you any better, or even as well as I will!"
As he spoke the man pulled Barbara close, close enough to press his lips against hers. The lovely girl shivered when his whiskey tasting tongue forced its way past her lips and entered her mouth. The tip of the tongue found hers and against her will, Barbara felt the special muscles deep in her tight little love sheath pull taut in excited anticipation.
Warm, knowing hands began to pluck at her clothing and before Barbara could even think of a defense her blouse was open and fingers were lightly tracing the outline of her firm, swelling breasts.
"Relax, doll," Sam breathed in her ear. He'd found the hardening points of her burning globes and was pinching and pulling at each nipple until they felt as hard and as sharp as spear points. "I'm not going to hurt you, I want to make you feel good." Barbara wanted to refuse but when the lovely girl opened her mouth the only sound that came out was a long, drawn out groan of pleasure.
She couldn't stop herself. Barbara ignored the little voice that protested in the back of her mind as her supple, half-naked body twisted and jerked under Sam Spealman's expert touch. The zipper of her denim skirt rasped in the silence of the trailer and all that the excited blond did was whimper softly while she arched her glowing body so that the man could strip the loosened garment down over her trembling thighs.
"That's better," Sam whispered as he tossed Barbara's skirt on the floor. "You and I can have a ball on this trip, just take it easy." Sam pressed a warm palm against the puffy outline of Barbara's cunt and the lovely blonde's body shook when she felt the hot juices of her lust begin to squirt and dribble out of her hungry sex.
The only sound in the trailer was the labored sound of heavy breathing. They kissed again and this time Barbara greedily sucked and pulled at the fat, wet tongue that invaded her mouth and whose tip set off sparks each time that it touched hers.
Sam's hand moved over her milk-white body with complete assurance. The producer pulled the dripping crotch of her panties to one side, then boldly rammed a stiff forefinger into the oily throat of her pussy. Barbara made no attempt to muffle the deep groan of joy that gushed out of her as the finger dug deep into the slick, clinging warmth of her sex. All she could do was moan again and press her firm young body against the man.
With one hand the producer worked the finger in and out of Barbara's wet cunt, the other hand found her breasts and squeezed and cupped them until she thought that she would scream.
"Open my pants, kid," Sam urged hotly. "Grab a handful of what I've got for you." A tiny whine of shame squeaked out of her tightly pressed lips but Barbara's hands obeyed, shaking fingers undid the waistband and then carefully snaked the zipper down. Sam wore no underwear and the second that his cock was freed of his confining slacks it snapped forward and bumped against the girl's hand.
The lights were bright in the trailer, when she looked down, it seemed to Barbara that the naked cock before her was spotlighted. The girl shivered and wiggled as the finger inside of her ready sex twisted and probed. Her hand had a life of its own, the fingers stretched out and wrapped themselves around the gnarled trunk of Sam Spealman's cock.
Like his head, the pulsating dong had little hair covering it. Under her touch the excited girl could feel the rammer jerk and swell even harder, she could feel the rapid beat of his heart in the rush of his blood as it sped through the veins that wrapped around and around the white, velvet covered shaft. The crown of the cock was swollen and a deep red in color. As she stared at it, Barbara saw a large, clear drop of pre-cum ooze out of the slit and even though she'd never done such a thing before she dipped a finger in it and smeared the fluid over the head of the cock until it shone like a jewel.
"Do you like that, honey?" Sam whispered. "Tex tells me that you're tight. Does that make your tight little twat itch when you play with my cock?"
No one had ever spoken to her like that in her life! Barbara felt sick with shame when she realized that he was right, her vagina ached to feel the hard gristle that she was fondling deep in its frantic grip.
Suddenly the startled girl almost fell to the floor when Sam got to his feet. Sam grinned down at her as he pulled his shirt over his head. Barbara couldn't restrain herself, the eager girl scooted to the edge of the couch and began to eagerly jerk the loosened slacks down.
Sam laughed and playfully pulled Barbara to her knees before him. The girl didn't realize what was coming until she looked up at the man and found herself at eye level with his thick, dripping cock!
"Now you're playing the game the way it should be played," the famous and important man said with a smirk. "Let's see how good you are at giving head." Barbara was so stunned that all she could do was stare at Sam in stunned disbelief as the man took ahold of his bloated probe and rubbed the leaking tip back and forth across her velvety lips.
At last Barbara managed to gather her wits, she pulled away from the man and crawled back on the couch, her hand hurriedly scrubbed at her lips in a vain effort to wipe away the oily traces of his lube.
"No! I . . . I've never done that, I won't do that, ever!" Barbara heard the quaver in her voice and cursed herself for her weakness. All that the man did was smile and run his hand up and down the length of his hairless cock. Barbara tried to look him in the eyes but her bravery faltered and they slipped down over his naked body until they focused on the stiff rammer he held.
The shaken girl could see the outlines of Sam's heavy balls, her belly shook as she watched them roll back and forth in their protective sac, she could remember watching her slut of a mother mouthing some man's balls, she could remember the pleased grunting sounds she'd made as her lips and her tongue pulled on the fat orbs.
That sense of wildness was alive inside of her again and Barbara had to fight herself to control it The beautiful girl was so engrossed with the tumult inside of her that she didn't resist when Sam sat back down beside her and slipped a naked arm around her shoulders.
"Don't tell me that a pretty chick like you never gave a cock a nice loving suck," the evil man whispered in her ear. Barbara was going to deny it but the hand on her shoulder dipped down and captured a pointed breast and then squeezed. A gusty sigh burst out of her and all Barbara could do was shake her head slowly.
"But, honey, you should learn," Sam crooned. "You want me to like you, don't you? You want to get jobs in this business and work your way up, don't you?" The hand still clutched at Barbara's burning breast as the arm began to press against her shoulders. The shuddering girl found herself being drawn down toward Sam's naked, up-thrust cock as he whispered and teased at her.
"Lay on your belly, doll," Sam urged and Barbara was shocked to realize that she was obeying without a struggle. In moments, the girl lay with her head resting on the man's thighs, his twitching cock was only inches away from her mouth.
"You don't need these, let's get rid of them," the producer said. Barbara felt the touch of his hand on the waistband of her panties and obediently lifted herself so that he could pull them down. When the hand crept back up her smooth thighs, the blond shuddered and moaned as the fingers forced their way in between the butter soft cheeks of her ass!
Instinct ruled her. Barbara despised herself as she did it, but just the same she opened her thighs and lifted her bottom an inch or two so that the searching fingers could dip into the warm froth that was bubbling out of her hungry sex.
"Ohhhhhhhhgggghh," Barbara moaned at last. Sam's knowing finger had found the swollen nub of her love button and it had only taken a few strokes to melt the last traces of resistance that remained in her. The naked girl slowly raised and lowered her bottom, at the same time she began a slow rotation of her hips, helping the finger pull and dig deeper inside of her.
Once he had her aroused again, Sam began, "Come on, baby, lesson time." The producer's free hand pressed against the back of her head and Barbara was too weak to resist. The lovely girl whimpered weakly and tried to shake her head when the hand pressed her so far forward that her lips met and melted against the silky flesh that covered the iron-like gristle of Sam Spealman's cock.
"Oh yes," the middle-aged man whispered, his finger flicked back and forth over the wriggling girl's clitoris. "Yes, I'm going to teach you how to do it. You'll be my personal cock-sucker before I'm done with you, you'll gobble cock like it was the best steak in the world." Fingers tightened in her hair and Barbara felt her head being raised, forcing her lips to scrub along the hot contours of the jerking, pulsating cock.
She could smell him! That sense of wildness hammered and tore at her as it tried to get free. Barbara's nostrils were filled with the musky smell of the man's cock and she was shocked and ashamed to realize that she rather liked it!
"Kiss me, honey," the man urged. The finger inside of her twirled and fluttered, the sensation was driving her insane! Barbara felt her lips pucker and tried to pull her head back but it was too late, she felt the flesh of Sam's rigid probe against her mouth and couldn't stop herself as she warmly, lovingly began to kiss and nuzzle his cock! That's perfect," the balding man sighed. "Kiss it all over for me, kid. "You're doing just fine!"
Barbara felt meek and helpless as she obeyed the whispered instructions. Her lips moved from the lightly haired base of the thick stalk up over the bulging veins to the flanged head. As her full, pouting lips moved over the pulpy flesh of the glans the odor of his musk was even stronger and the lovely girl squealed deep in her throat as the talented finger in her pussy brought her to a climax.
"Aggggghhhhhh!! Ohhhhh, my Godddddd," the naked girl moaned. Her bottom wiggled frantically and her mouth opened as she whimpered her pleasure. The tip of the cock brushed against the moist inner lining of her mouth and something snapped inside of her.
Sam didn't stop, his finger moved and twisted, his hot whisper invaded her head until there was no room for any thought. Barbara felt powerless, her muscles had turned to butter and all she could do was obey the man's voice and the awful urgings inside of her.
CHAPTER FOUR
Sam began to lift his pelvis, making his throbbing cock move over Barbara's lips and the tip of her tongue with a disgusting, thrilling coital movement. "Lick it," the producer said in a soft, but demanding voice. Barbara made a tiny gagging sound in her throat but she couldn't halt the softening of her jaw muscles and when her mouth hung open her pink, moist tongue slithered out and obediently began to bathe the salty, slick flesh of his penis.
The finger in her cunt was dangerously close to bringing her off again. The lovely girl slavishly licked and lapped at the stiff prod before her as she wiggled and shook.
As he fingered her into that terrible, mindless state, Barbara felt Sam's thumb pressing hard against the puckered rosette of her anus. The girl was too shaken to protest, besides her mouth was busy making shameless love to the thick post of flesh before her.
By this time Barbara had covered all of Sam's hard prod with her saliva, she knew that she should be sickened by what he was forcing her to do but she wasn't. The feel of the finger twisting and turning inside of her hot cunt, the strange, pulsing pleasure she felt when he tried to force his fat thumb into her tight anus combined and left her helpless, all that Barbara wanted now was release, her deliciously curved body jerked and twisted on the couch as she fought to help the producer bring her to an orgasm.
"Suck the head," the balding man grunted. Sam's fingers tightened in her hair again and Barbara whimpered with pain and excitement as the pulpy knob of his organ rubbed against her slack lips.
For a few moments, the man was content with the lavish, saliva bath that the straining girl was giving the head of his cock, then as she knew he would, he made another demand of her.
"Suck it, baby. You might as well learn right now. Pop it in that pretty mouth of yours. Suck my cock!" The crude language set off fresh sparks in Barbara's belly. The lovely girl moaned and shook her head but the man ignored her feeble efforts and pushed her face forward.
Barbara shuddered, her body grew tense and she was horrified to feel the swell and then the explosion of her orgasm! "Unnnggghhh dun't," the lovely blond mumbled as the fat, saliva slick glans slid over her tongue and bumped against the roof of her mouth. "Aaaaaiiiieeeee," she squealed helplessly as the starbursts of her climax exploded in her brain. The faint scream of protest that she made died as the excited girl lost control of herself, her smooth lips closed tightly around the pulsating limb of flesh and she began to suck! Visions of her mother, or that woman on the bus, of Dawn Renay spun in her brain. The beautiful girl mumbled and shivered the first time that she ran her tongue up and down the underside of the cock. She loved the feel and the taste of the first cock ever to invade her mouth.
I'm jus t like her, the little voice in Barbara's mind wailed. I'm just like all of them, a greedy, shameless slut! The feel of Sam's hand on the back of her head interrupted the bitter stream of thoughts that were tormenting her. Barbara was confused for a second, then she realized what he wanted. A tiny tear of shame trickled down the lovely girl's cheek as she began to bob her head over the cock, letting the slippery flesh glide in and out of her drooling mouth as if it were her tight cunt.
The thumb that had been pressing in against her puckered little rectal opening pulled back and Barbara thought that Sam had given up but the man only dipped the digit in the sticky froth that dripped out around his moving finger and then tried again.
Small shudders still shook Barbara's naked body. The girl moaned and grunted as she noisily sucked at Sam's prick, then she stiffened and clenched the cheeks of her milky bottom as tightly as she could. The thumb was back and this time its lubricated contours began to fight past her frail barrier and enter the heated darkness of her trembling ass!!
"Awwwww, ut hurts," Barbara mumbled around the cock that was fucking in and out of her mouth. "Pluuuze, thut's nusty, dun't du thut tu mu!" All Barbara heard was a soft laugh and then she whimpered as he pressed even harder.
The lovely girl tried to pull away from the man, a panic had risen up inside of her and she had to get away but it was hopeless. Sam Spealman had one long middle finger sunk deep inside of her cunt, the thumb was half buried in the pink flesh of her rectum and he held her in that punishing grip, when she tried to pull her head away from his jerking cock he simply pressed at the back of her skull and she found more than half of his staff jammed all the way to the back of her throat.
"Stop it," the producer snapped angrily. When the girl's frantic wiggling didn't cease promptly enough for him, he cruelly pressed her head down and raised his pelvis at the same time, jamming the head and shoulders of his pulsating cock into the tight confines of her throat. "Stop it or I'll start belting you around! You do what you're told, chick. You be a good little girl or you'll be a sad little girl, the choice is yours!"
Bright pinwheels of light exploded behind Barbara's eyes, she gagged and fought to catch her breath, and for a moment she thought that the horrible man would choke her to death with his cock. But when her struggles ceased, Sam pulled her head back and the lovely, beaten girl was able to take a long, ragged breath.
"That's better," the producer grunted as he allowed Barbara to start sucking again. "You'll learn to like it, once we've got this tight little brownie of yours loose you'll be begging me to fuck you in the ass every night!"
An obscene shudder spread through her body, Barbara moaned and couldn't stop the lewd wiggle that her bottom gave when she heard what Sam intended to do to her. Of course she'd seen her mother kneeling before men, moaning and whimpering as they worked their nasty things in and out of her stretched anus. Barbara had seen the filthy act of anal intercourse many times but she'd never dreamed that she would ever allow it to happen to her.
"Suck harder, kid," the man sighed, he twirled his finger and his thumb inside of her slippery openings and the naked girl gasped then attacked the thick invader of her mouth with renewed effort. It was strange, it was nothing like she thought it would be. Barbara was ashamed when she realized that she liked the feel of the warm, hard gristle moving back and forth over her lips. She loved the secure, warm feeling it gave her to suckle at the thick knob of the penis while her tongue busily flicked and rubbed at the swollen vein just under the glans.
I'm a cock-sucker, just like my mother, Barbara said to herself. No matter how hard I tried I'm like her, I'm a shameless whore! But, no matter how she tormented herself, the girl couldn't deny the excitement and the pleasure she felt as she made love to the thick dong that filled her mouth.
"Unnnnnggghhhh, harder. Work your lips all around it," Sam demanded. Barbara heard the ragged edge of excitement in his voice and realized with horror that he was about to climax in her mouth! The thought of having that hot juice squirting into her throat terrified her but the lovely girl knew that there was no way for her to escape.
"Awwwwuuuugggghhhh, Jesus, that's good!" Sam's agonized groan of pleasure rang in Barbara's ears. The lovely girl's body jerked and she made a gagging, coughing sound deep in her throat as the first sticky jet of cum blasted out of the cock and filled her mouth with semen!! "Suck harder, suck me off!" Sam's fingers dug deep into Barbara's twin openings and she was shocked into action. There was so much in her mouth that the lovely girl thought that she would drown. Her body reacted instinctively and in seconds the naked blond was taking long, shuddering gulps of the slick cum, letting it slide down her throat and into her churning belly.
An animal excitement flamed up inside of Barbara, the girl clamped her lips tight around the swollen cock and she sucked as hard as she could, she loved the taste of Sam's hot cum, she couldn't get enough sand she was determined to drain the last precious drops from his heavy balls.
The balding producer groaned, his head lay back against the couch and rolled from side to side as he pumped mouthful after thick mouthful of cum into the delicious vacuum of Barbara's mouth. At the same time he increased the pace of his double penetration and in moments had the naked blond screaming and twisting her way through another terrible orgasm.
"Aaaaaaaiiiieeeee, oh my God," Barbara whimpered when she managed to pull her tired lips away from the wilting cock. The girl felt strings of cum dangling from her lips and her chin, she could taste the yeasty tang of it on her tongue and in her throat.
As the excitement faded Barbara's sense of horror and self-loathing flooded in. The lovely girl knew exactly what she'd done and why and she wanted to die of shame!
Sam had let her lie quietly for a few minutes. Barbara could hear him in the trailer's bathroom but she was too tired and disgusted to lift her head and look at him. Then footsteps came closer and she felt a cool washcloth being applied to her face.
Barbara felt like a child. Submissively she let Sam pull her to a sitting position and held her pretty face up to be washed.
"That was all right, kid," the producer bluntly told Barbara as he washed the last traces of his drying seed from her chin. A cruel smile creased his homely face as he went on. "You'll learn, that's why we hire green little chicks like you for these locations jobs, we need some sport during the long, dull nights. That's why you're here, honey, when someone has a hard cock it's part of your job to see to it that it's taken care of."
She knew she was being insulted but it didn't seem to matter anymore. The shaken girl could still feel the dying ripples of her beautiful climax, the strange taste of the man's semen was still on her tongue and no amount of insults could drain away the sweet feeling of satisfaction that she felt.
Looking up to the naked man's face Barbara saw the taunting grin but she felt no answering chill of anger in her, instead the lovely blonde's eyes wavered, then slid away from his challenging gaze and dropped down until they found his half limp penis dangling between his thighs.
You sucked it, you didn't even fight when he shoved that nasty thing in your mouth! You just welted and sucked him off like a common whore! Barbara was trying to spark the revulsion she thought she should be feeling but instead of revulsion she felt the slow burn of excitement building up in her again. Slowly, lingeringly, Barbara's gaze crept over every inch of Sam's penis, the memory of it hard and insistent between her lips made the muscles in her pussy tighten with growing desire.
Barbara wanted to reach out and stroke the cock, something inside of her wanted to feel it, wanted to squeeze and pull on it until it was hard again.
As if he was reading her thoughts, Sam began to whisper to Barbara again. "Want some more, honey?" The naked man laughed at the hot flush that stained the lovely girl's cheeks and stood up straight. Sam moved forward a few inches, bringing his hanging organ close to her face. "If you do you'll have to work for it." A hand slipped around the back of Barbara's neck. "Give it a nice wet tongue bath and maybe it'll get hard enough to ram into that tight little cunt of yours."
The fingers at the base of her skull tightened and Barbara was drawn forward until she perched on the edge of the sofa. There was no resistance, no shock or even shyness in her. Barbara eagerly fitted her fingers around Sam's flaccid dong and began to masturbate it for him. The only thought that the lovely girl could focus on was his promise to put his thick cock in her if she could get it hard.
Barbara was aware of Sam's greedy eyes on her but instead of feeling ashamed by the lewd picture she knew that she presented, she was pleased. It set off small pinwheels of excitement in her belly when she realized that he could see her as she began to lick at the soft head of his cock.
Each time that she kissed the producer's prick it became easier, each time that Barbara let the tip of her pink tongue stray down past Sam's sparse hair and touch his hanging balls it was more and more exciting to her.
The balding man sighed, the shaft of his cock grew harder in the blonde's hand. Sam smiled and tugged at the girl and with a moan she slipped to her knees before him.
Barbara sensed what Sam expected of her and there was no thought of resisting as she gracefully tilted her head and drew one fat testicle into the warm wetness of her mouth.
"Oh, yessssssss," the famous man hissed between his teeth. Sam pressed closer, one ball rubbed against Barbara's chin and nose as she abjectly suckled at the other. The excited girl felt his cock stiffen and grow longer, the swelling glans nestled in the tangle of her thick blond hair. Barbara felt a twisted enjoyment as the leaking head of the cock left little tracks of moisture on her scalp.
Sam started a slow, steady movement against her face and a twisted thrill lanced deep between Barbara's smooth, hairless thighs.
"It's hard now," Barbara panted when she let Sam's testicle slip from her mouth. Both of his balls gleamed wetly in the lamplight. "You promised me that you'd do it if I got you hard." The lovely girl felt cheap and humiliated being forced to beg, but the gnawing need she felt inside of her was more than she could stand!
Sam laughed and forced Barbara's head up. "Oh? Now you want to get yourself fucked? When you came in here you were acting like a regular virgin goddess and now you're down on your knees sucking my balls and asking for cock?"
Barbara trembled as the sting of shame hit her, but she didn't respond. She continued the slow motion of her fist on his hard cock, she had to take his insults if she wanted relief.
"Ask for it, cunt. The only way I'll fuck you is if you ask me for it." Barbara's cheeks were burning and her eyes were clouded with tears but she didn't hesitate a moment.
"Please, Mr. Spealman, I need it.. . please fuck me." It wasn't just the words, Sam's slow smile of triumph was just as bad. Barbara felt shattered and broken as she knelt before the man begging him to use her.
Without another word the balding producer pulled Barbara to her feet and shoved her back against the couch. The naked girl's knees hit the edge of the cushions and she couldn't keep her balance, she fell sprawling.
Before she could compose herself the man was on top of her. A thrill of fear darted up her spine and a small whimper squeezed out of her throat when Barbara felt Sam's body move in between her splayed thighs.
"Sure, I'll fuck you, kid," the man whispered. "I'll fuck you until you think that your eyes are going to pop out of your head!" Roughly Sam pulled Barbara's thighs wider, then pushed them back toward her shoulders. The beautiful girl lay trapped under the man, her moist little vulva was completely unprotected, she couldn't have resisted him if she wanted to.
Looking down between her bent legs, Barbara could see the swollen knob of Sam's cock pressing in against the blond curls that protected her pretty cunt. The girl sighed and wiggled as the flanged tip found the opening and bulled in, she could see the shiny red inner lining of her labia as they were stretched and pushed away from the throbbing bulk of his organ.
"Unnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhh," Barbara sighed, her small hands crept up over the man's shoulders in a mute attempt to hurry him. "Aggghhhhh, it feels nice." She could see the rigid shaft of the cock sliding deep inside of her, the velvety flesh that encased the iron of his erection kissed and rubbed against the distended tip of her little love button. The sensation was so lovely that Barbara couldn't stop herself, she groaned and grunted with pleasure, just the way her mother always had in the past!
"Shake your ass, kid. You're too tight. Wiggle and help me get it in you!" The muscles in Barbara's belly pulled taut as she shook the fleshy cheeks of her bottom and rolled her hips. It was wonderful, she could feel inch after delicious inch of the cock enter her until the thick glans bumped solidly against the neck of her cervix.
"Good, baby, that's good," Sam sighed as he began to pump himself in and out of her. The producer's cock wasn't as huge as Tex's and it didn't cause Barbara the pain that the other had. The lovely girl surrendered to the thing inside of her and focused on the feel of the stiff cock as it rode in and out on her gushing love juice.
"Ohhhh . . . Ohhhhh, God," Barbara panted with pleasure. Sam had let go of one of her legs and the girl was using it for leverage as she humped and ground her sweating body up to meet his, each time that he drove himself into her. The shock and the shame were still there but they had been pressed to the back of her mind while her body gorged itself on its delicious feast of cock.
"Aggghhhhhh, I'm . . . ohhhhhh . . . I'm cummmmming," Barbara squealed. Sam responded by working faster, Barbara's tight little love sheath bubbled. Fresh lube bubbled out of her and the cock that fucked in and out of her produced wet, gurgling sounds as it dipped and dove deep in her belly. "Aaaaaiiiiieeeeeee," Barbara screamed, her free leg curled over the balding man's back and she drummed his back with her heel.
Even her demented squirming and bucking didn't seem to affect Sam. The producer never missed a stroke as he rode on and on. Barbara felt tired and sore but the man showed no signs of climaxing. For a moment the blond considered asking him to stop but then the awful friction of his cock-stem against her raw clit began to build and she found herself on another upward curve.
You can't cum again, the voice in her mind warned. You've never done that with a man, the only way you can do that is with your finger, you never even came more than once with Bruce! It was true, Barbara knew it was, but she still felt a gathering tenseness inside of her and the solid thrills each time that the cock mashed up against her stiff little clit.
Sam had let both of the groaning girl's thighs fall limp as he hunched and rammed himself at her again and again. The man's thick balls bounced and rubbed against the velvet of Barbara's ass and each deep thrust he gave her forced a gushing moan of joy from her slack lips.
"Fuck, you little bitch," the man panted to her. "Fuck like you know how!! " Before she could obey, Sam sent two stinging slaps against her trembling buttocks and Barbara whined and howled as the pain released something in her and her second and then her third orgasm exploded, non-stop in her cunt!! !
"Awwwwuuuuuugggghhhhh, you're killing meeeeeeeee," Barbara squealed as she clung to Sam and bucked up and down, she could hear the wet smacking sounds as their bodies slapped and ground against each other.
Above her the producer groaned and then snorted. Barbara felt the thick cock imbedded in her love sheath jerk and then swell, she gasped and then screamed as thick, hot jets of his cum blasted into her thirsty vagina. "Aaaaaiiiiiieeeeeee, you're killing me!! ! "
As she stumbled out the door, Sam's voice halted her and Barbara obediently turned to face him. "Relax, kid, you're going to have a ball here. Just lay back and do what you're told and you'll get all the cock that your greedy cunt needs." Sam's brutal laughter was still ringing in her ears as she crept off in the darkness.
CHAPTER FIVE
There was a chill in the mountain air, Barbara hugged herself tightly as she stumbled through the moonless night. The blonde's head was spinning with wicked, obscene thoughts. Unconsciously the girl's pink, pointed tongue crept out between her full lips and licked at the sensitive nerve endings that ringed her mouth.
When she realized that she was searching for the last flecks of Sam's musky semen Barbara shuddered, but she didn't even try to stop thinking about the slick, hard cock and the way that it felt and the way that it tasted when she sucked on it for the first time.
Barbara had another problem, she'd been in such a terrible hurry to escape from the trailer that she hadn't bothered to wipe herself thoroughly and now she could feel warm trickles of Sam's slippery cum oozing out of her deliciously stretched pussy. Every step that she took was a disgusting reminder of the filthy rhings she'd done and allowed to be done to her. The puffed, bruised lips of the disheveled blonde's sex were rubbing together each time they moved. They were lubricated by thick gobs of Sam's sperm. The velvet-soft flesh of her inner thighs clung and stuck together with every step she took.
Passing trailer number four, Barbara's train of thought was disrupted by a long, shuddering moan. It was a woman's voice that she heard and the mixture of pain and pleasure in the voice made poor Barbara's flesh crawl with horrified excitement. It was Tex's trailer, she'd been invited to that party and it might have been her voice calling out in the night instead of whoever it was now.
Barbara's feet stopped moving, she stood motionless in the chill night air as she listened in fascination to the rhythmic groans and gasps that the faceless woman made. The beautiful girl imagined that it was she laying pinned and stuffed under the big cameraman. She could almost feel his wrist-thick pole stabbing and thrusting up into her belly, stretching and ripping so beautifully at her tight cunt!
It wasn't until she caught herself daydreaming about what that huge cock would taste like that the lovely script girl realized how excited she had become. When she thought about sucking and mouthing Tex's bloated flesh, Barbara's cunt would squirt fresh dribbles of love-lube and the realization shocked her enough to enable her to tear herself away from the trailer window.
Once she began to move again, Barbara's pace increased. By the time that the lovely girl got to her trailer she was running as if she was being chased by the hounds of hell!!
"My God," Delia said sharply. "What's the matter with you?" Barbara was startled, she stood with her back braced against the door and stared in wide-eyed surprise at the dark, handsome woman.
Delia was sitting upright in bed. The older woman wore a pale nightgown that enhanced the smooth, olive-tinted hue of her flesh. The gown was so sheer that even from across the room Barbara could clearly make out the dark circles of the assistant producer's large, firm nipples.
At first, Delia seemed to be amused by Barbara's sudden, breathless arrival, then her smile faded and she hurriedly slipped out of her bed and padded across the carpeted floor to slip an arm over the shaken girl's trembling shoulders.
"What is it, honey? Come on, tell me what happened to you?" The look of concern on the brunette's face and her warm, protective hug were more than Barbara could stand. The disheveled girl heard the sob in her voice and daubed at the sudden tears that gushed down her cheeks as her defenses crumbled and all of the awful things inside of her came tumbling and rushing out.
"It felt good!" she cried and then spit out the galling memories of the past days. As she cried and confessed her disgusting sins of the flesh, Delia slowly led Barbara to the bed. The girl kept her eyes squeezed tightly shut when she was pressed back on Delia's wide, comfortable mattress. She didn't resist. She allowed the woman to stretch her out flat then lay down next to her and cuddle her close.
". . . you don't know, you can't know how awful I felt," Barbara moaned as she brought her painful confession to a close. "He had me on my knees, I was sucking and licking at his cock like an animal and then he made me beg for it!" The shame of it made Barbara moan, tears coursed down her cheeks and she pressed herself tight against the warm, cushiony body next to her. "I've tried. All my life, I've tried not to be like that and look what happens!! "
"Shhhhhhh, it's all right, baby," Delia sighed in
Barbara's ear. The handsome woman's hand brushed a thick lock of the girl's blond hair away from her face and a pair of lips lightly touched her cheek. "Shhhhhhhhhh, I know, I know what it's like. We've all been used like that. This is a rough business on women." The arm that Delia had slipped under Barbara's head tightened and the lovely girl felt herself being pulled until she lay on her side facing the brunette. "I know how you feel, I used to have dreams about what my life would be like, too. I lost them the same way."
It was strange, she hardly knew the woman but Barbara felt secure and safe laying with her like this. Their firm breasts pressed against each other's, their gently rounded bellies met and palpitated as their thighs brushed and pressed together.
"I had it worse, you could have had it worse too," Delia breathed. "Here, let's get you comfortable while I tell you a story." Without giving her a chance to think about it, Delia's fingers deftly undid the buttons that hid the blonde's swollen, firm breasts from view.
"You were lucky, Sam Spealman can be a mean bastard if he wants to. I've seen him take some little actress and make her bend over a chair, with other people watching, and fuck her in the ass until she fainted. Oh, Sam is a rat. He can think of the worst, the most humiliating things to do to a woman."
The older woman's voice purred and whispered in Barbara's ear, but instead of horrifying her, the images that were born of the words sent twisted little thrills of arousal up and down Barbara's spine.
"Have you met Becky Marsh, the little girl that is playing the daughter?"
An image of the slim little child actress popped into her mind and Barbara nodded wordlessly. "Do you know how Becky got that part? Sam forced her mother to let him fuck that child! That's right, I was in the office and I saw it! Oh, baby, you should have heard that little girl squeal, blood was running down her legs but that didn't bother Sam, he made her sit on his lap and he popped that fat cock of his in and out of her until I thought that she'd die! By this time he's turned that baby into a whore and he laughs about it and tells me about the nasty things he makes her do."
Thick, rhythmic spasms were building up inside of Barbara's tired little pussy. The mental images of that slim, boyish looking little girl twisting and shaking on the end of Sam Spealman's club of flesh were making the young blond grow wet and slick again. She was so caught up in the fantasy that she didn't take any notice when Delia's probing fingers found the zipper on her hip and undid her skirt.
"At first I got sick when I thought about the things that men like Sam and Rick Tolliver made me do, but then I found a way to make it better, a way to find some love and some concern."
A sudden flood of interest caught Barbara's attention and tore her mind away from the filthy images that were tormenting her. Delia had slipped to her knees and was gently tugging the blonde's rumpled skirt down over her hips.
Looking down at her body, Barbara was shocked to realize that her blouse was completely undone and her firm, hard-tipped breasts were completely bare. As her skirt was pulled away, the girl could see that the crotch-piece of her panties was dark and soaked with a messy mixture of Sam's thick cum and her own oily love juice. Barbara tried to clamp her thighs together to hide the evidence of her shameful condition, but the beautiful brunette smiled and shook her head as she placed her palms against her knees and pushed her legs apart.
"No, I understand, don't think about it. I know what you've been through and I want to help."
A tiny warning bell began to tinkle at the back of Barbara's mind but it was too little, too late. Before the shaken blond could react, the older woman had hooked her fingers in the waistband of Barbara's panties and stripped them away.
"Sit up! I'll show you how I found that love and that concern that I told you about," Delia breathed softly. Her slender hands pulled Barbara to a sitting position long enough to pull the girl's blouse down over her limp arms.
"I was going crazy," Delia whispered as she undid a shoulder strap and tugged her filmy nightgown over her full, dark breasts.
Barbara watched with growing amazement as the lovely woman kicked her gown aside and then lay back down beside her. Her flesh felt like brushed velvet against Barbara's. "I was trying to be an actress. I was pretty good too, but that wasn't enough. I kept meeting creeps like Sam and they would make me do the filthiest things for them before they would give me a part. Then I met a woman who understood and she taught me how to relax and not let them hurt me."
Delia had pressed up tight against Barbara's naked hip, the blond felt the soft curls of the brunette's pubic thatch brushing and rubbing against her flesh and shivered with an excitement that she couldn't explain.
"Let me help you," the older woman sighed, her hand rose and then fell on top of Barbara's burning breast! The lovely blond shuddered as the fingers tightened around her spiky nipples. "You have pretty titties, darling," the husky voice purred in her ear. Barbara finally realized what the other woman wanted, she felt her face burning as she belatedly tried to twist away from the naked woman who clung to her, but Delia's firm grip on her breast held her in place.
"No," Delia pleaded softly. "Don't fight me, I can give you something that none of those cruel bastards can. I can make you feel soft and loved, the way you should feel." The brunette lay on her side and it was an easy thing for her to lean forward and press her face against the shaken blonde's other glowing tit.
Barbara felt the warm, wet lips close over the thick protrusion of her nipple and gasped as a sweet, demanding pleasure began to swim in her blood stream. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh," the trembling girl sighed. "Don't . . . please . . . I've never . . . I'm not. . . . " Her feeble protests died away as a beautiful rasping sensation built up around her breast and she realized that the larger woman was avidly licking and sucking at her tit. The tongue moved up and down over her soft flesh, even dipping under the warm curve and leaving the undersides of her breasts slick and tingling.
Delia's hand dropped away from Barbara's tingling globe and began to crawl down over her belly toward the tangled, cum-soaked hairs that hid her gushing pussy.
"Ummmmmmmmm," Delia muttered happily as she paused between wet and glistening nipples. "You're delicious, darling. I want to do this for you by the hour!" Once again the young blond tried to protest but Delia only smiled and shook her head as she brought her wet lips down and sealed Barbara's opening mouth. An awful, shaky feeling began to build up in the lovely girl's throat, the other woman's tongue forced into her mouth and twined around her own pointed little probe. The fluttery, shaky feeling slipped into her belly and then exploded into full blown desire when it entered the tight, slick confines of her love sheath.
Ohhhhhh, God, no, the little voice wailed in her head. Not this, don't let her do this to you. Not even your mother was a queer, she didn't make it with women! But Barbara didn't have time to respond. Delia's long forefinger had pressed in between the plump, froth covered folds of her cunt and had found the vibrating head of her clitoris. The lovely blond whimpered, her pink heels dug into the mattress and her naked, glowing body arched up off the bed to meet and enfold the seeking, wriggling
An Actors Young Aid finger.
"Aggghhhhhh, this is wrong," Barbara groaned as Delia forced another finger in beside the first. The muscles in her cunt tightened and the blond was ashamed to feel them nip and squeeze at the two fingers that burrowed deep into her velvet sheath.
"Noooooooooooo," Delia crooned soothingly. "No, baby, it's not wrong, it's a way to feel good! Just because you like it doesn't make you a lesbian. Don't worry. Women can love women and still like men too." Barbara shook her head in weak denial but it was useless, Delia began a slow undulating movement of her hips, mashing her own moist cunt-lips against the girl's hips. At the same time the woman's fingers began to plunge in and out of Barbara's stretched sex and in seconds the lovely girl was gasping and shivering as the delightful sensations tore at her sanity.
"It will be soooo nice," the naked brunette whispered. "I'll make you feel so good that you won't believe it." Moving slowly, Delia rose to her knees, she leaned over Barbara's trembling globes and pressed the fat, stiff nubs of her nipples against hers. The young blond moaned as the other woman's soft, scented flesh mashed against her and she felt a melting, yielding sensation inside.
Without pausing, Delia swung a shapely leg over Barbara and then lay on top of her for a few tense seconds. Instinctively, the girl's milky thighs parted and her pelvis lifted as if she was welcoming a man and the heavy, punishing bar of flesh that hung between his legs. The brunette giggled softly and withdrew her soaking fingers then pressed her fat mound against Barbara and made a few lewd coital motions against her.
The feel of having her sensitive love-bud mashed against the other woman's shocked Barbara and she couldn't keep from answering with her own streaming blond muff.
"That's right, enjoy yourself, darling," Delia sighed, the woman's dark eyes blazed with excitement as she looked down at Barbara. "Let me fuck you! I can do just as good a job as they can."
Barbara moaned with shame and bit at her lip. She despised herself for what she was doing. But her arms crept up over the curves of Delia's shoulders, then crossed over her back and pulled the rocking, thrusting woman's body close.
"Oh, yesssssss," Delia moaned happily, her fleshy body increased its pace and soon she was scrubbing her stiff clit against Barbara's. "You're learning, you're better than I was the first time, so much better!"
Barbara knew that she shouldn't be pleased by the perverted woman's praise, but she was! The girl spread her rounded thighs even further and completely surrendered herself to the scented, woman's body that lay fucking and rubbing against her.
"Ohhhhhhh, lover, this is driving me crazy," the beautiful brunette sighed, she pulled herself to her knees and for a few shocked and disappointed moments Barbara thought that Delia was leaving her. But, instead of pulling away, Delia bent her head and began to back down over the moaning blonde's perfect body. Delia kissed and licked at every wriggling inch of flesh as her lips moved downward.
By the time that Delia ran the flat of her tongue over the sensitive flesh at the point where the thigh joined the muscular buttock the woman had given Barbara one squealing, whimpering orgasm and had worked her into a frenzy on her way toward another!
"Hold your pussy open," Delia demanded hoarsely. There was no mistaking what the beautiful brunette intended, she was hunched forward between Barbara's powder-white thighs and her full, red lips were only inches away from the girl's drooling slot. "Pull the lips wide so that I'll know you really want the present I have for you."
"Ahhhhhh, noooooooooo," Barbara complained breathily as her fingers crept up on either side of her sloppy cunt. "It's all messy, I didn't wipe away what Sam . . . shot inside of me." But even as she protested the tips of the girl's fingers hooked in the folds of her flesh and pulled them wide, exposing the firm knot of her swollen clitoris to the eager brunette's tongue.
"Don't worry, darling," Delia breathed as she pressed her lips against the glistening nubbin of Barbara's love button. "I love to suck cum and cunt juice all mixed up. I'll eat it all and suck you so dry that you'll squeak when you walk!"
The wiggling tip of the beautiful woman's tongue slithered up and down over the slick flesh of Barbara's inner folds, her fingers dug into the soft flesh of her thighs. The girl's rounded tummy sucked flat and she uttered a thin, whistling groan of pleasure.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh," Barbara sighed as her supple body began to turn and twist as the wicked tongue forced its way into the tight throat of her drooling vagina. The lovely girl started down between her splayed thighs, she watched with shocked fascination as the other woman sucked the white trickles of Sam's cum into her mouth then drank it down. Spasms of intense pleasure tied the muscles in Barbara's pussy into knots as she began to thrust her well licked and sucked labia up against the tongue.
Barbara's hands turned into claws, they lifted away from her groin, leaving Delia to suck and lap at her unaided, the blonde's fingers dug into the brunette's thick hair and roughly jerked the older woman's willing face against her burning, greedy pussy.
Delia moaned happily and was forced to make obscene, bubbling gasps as she fought for breath against the soft, clinging flesh of Barbara's sex.
"Suck! Go on and suck me off!! " Barbara was shocked by the raw, demanding sound in her voice, she'd never been so aggressive and physical in her life and she'd certainly never used words like that before! "You filthy, perverted woman," the girl hissed in a rage of lust. "Suck my pussy, you wanted to do it, so go on!! "
She stiffened, a brilliant flash of pleasure exploded at the base of her skull, Barbara screamed and began to thrash against the rumpled sheets of the bed. "Aaaaa . . . I'm aaaaaaiiiiieeeeee!! ! ! "
Her whole body vibrated, Barbara's hands dropped limply to her sides allowing Delia the opportunity to pull back an inch and bob her head rapidly as the rasp of her tongue worked back and forth over the raw, scrubbed tip of the girl's exposed clit.
"Agggghhhhhhhhh, don't," Barbara pleaded brokenly. "Stop, I can't stand it, don't make me cum again, it'll kill meeeeee!! ! ! ! Awwwuuuugggghhhhhh . . . aaaaaaiiieeeeee?! ! ? "
Delia ignored her anguished screams, the excited brunette made a frightening growling sound deep in her throat and sank her white even teeth into the soft pussy flesh that she was sucking!
Barbara's eyes rolled back in her head and she felt all of the breath in her lungs being forced out of her in one, terrible gush.
"Come on darling, don't be shy, do it. Please, baby, I need it sooooo." The soft, pleading sound in Delia's husky voice called Barbara back from the soft, lacy cloud where she'd been floating. The lovely young blond sighed, stretched her still tingling body and opened her blue, questioning eyes.
Delia was kneeling over her, the excited woman's groin was so close to Barbara's face that the startled girl could see the individual drops of her love juice coating the thick, dark pubic curls of her groin.
"Lick me now, please, darling. Suck my pussy just the way that I sucked yours." Delia's strong thighs were positioned on either side of the girl's head and there was no way for her to escape. Barbara stared up at the fat, wet folds of the other woman's sex and was chocked to realize how delicious it looked to her.
The last shreds of her self-respect fell away as
Barbara's hands crept up over the smooth globes of Delia's quivering ass cheeks and pulled the woman so close that she could kiss Delia's cunt without lifting her tired head from the pillow.
Above her, Delia shivered and moaned, the woman pressed her flesh against Barbara's vace and began a slow, wicked rolling motion of her hips, forcing the lips of her cunt to rub and part under the pressure.
A delicate shudder shook the young blond when she felt her lips opening and her saliva-slick tongue slipped through. The tip of her tongue shyly touched, then boldly pressed in against the musky sweetness of the older woman's drooling slot!
CHAPTER SIX
The rumble of far away thunder woke her, Barbara sighed and rolled over on the wide bed. The lovely girl's bare knee collided with something soft and warm. For a moment Barbara's fuzzy brain didn't function, but then Delia stirred beside her and pressed a pair of sleep-soft lips against her ear!
A spreading sense of horror came alive inside of her. Barbara slowly eased away from the other woman's naked body and sat up.
Looking down at Delia, Barbara's eyes glued themselves to the lovely brunette's plump lipped vulva. Delia lay with her thighs slightly parted and Barbara could easily see the pink, inner lining under the thick growth of pubic hair.
Go on, stare the voice in her head taunted. Barbara had to press a knuckle against her lips to keep from screaming as the voice went on and on. Does the sight of her cunt turn you on? You loved it last night! You sucked it, kissed it, ran your tongue all over it. Why don't you bend down and start eating her cunt again? Delia would love that. She's a pervert. She'd love it as much as you did when you let her suck you the same way!
Degrading memories forced their way into her mind, Barbara remembered the sighs, the squeals and moans of pleasure that they had made as they spent the night together. The lovely girl tried to hate herself, but the longer she thought about the delightful kisses and fingerings the more heated she became. The girl just barely caught herself as she responded to the impulse to bend over and wake the handsome woman with a lingering, tongue teasing kiss.
A tiny whimper escaped the stricken blonde's lips and she realized that she had to get away. There was no way that she could think clearly as she sat beside Delia's temptingly naked body.
Hurriedly but quietly, Barbara moved to her dresser and found a skirt and blouse. As she dressed, she heard another rumble of thunder and grabbed a jacket before she slipped out the door, closing it silently behind her.
A quick glance at the sky told the girl all she needed to know. Dark, heavy clouds hung directly over the camp and as she stared up at them she felt the first thick drops of rain strike her nose and her cheeks.
The rain pelted down on her as she walked along the deserted path between the trailers. Barbara heard sounds coming from the mess tent but the idea of eating was so terrible that she shuddered and almost ran the other way.
There would be no work today. Barbara shook her head unhappily, it would have been better if she could have thrown herself into her job. It would have let her still the clamor of thoughts and self-loathing that were churning and spinning in her brain.
"Hey, you'll get sick wandering around in the rain."
Startled, Barbara turned and found herself facing the director, Jim Walters. When the lovely girl didn't respond the man shook his head and opened the door to his trailer all the way. "Come in, don't stand out there getting soaked."
She knew that she shouldn't go in Walter's trailer, but suddenly she felt so lonely, so helpless. After hesitating another few seconds, the young girl took the offered hand and allowed herself to be pulled up the stairs and into the warm, dry trailer.
Inside, the big man poked in a closet for a second. Then he handed Barbara a big, fuzzy bathrobe.
"Go in there and put this on, you'll catch cold in those wet things."
Barbara's hand shook when she reached for the robe. She knew what she was letting herself in for, but there didn't seem to be any choice for her. She was trapped and had to play the game with the rules that were already in force.
As she stripped her dripping things off and hung them on the shower rod, Barbara could hear a pot clinking and realized that Walters was making coffee.
The lovely girl was still rubbing at her damp hair when she shyly stepped out of the tiny bathroom. Jim's robe was huge and she felt like a child playing in adult clothing.
"Here, careful it's hot." Jim handed her a large, thick mug. It felt good cupped between her hands and she gratefully sipped at the thick, dark drink.
"You put something it it," Barbara finally whispered when she sat the cup on the table.
"Whiskey, the best Irish. Nothing is better for a cold, wet day in the mountains than a few hot mugs of Irish coffee," Jim said with a slow smile. "In fact, I can't imagine a day, cold or hot that goes well without booze."
Barbara tried to smile at the man, but the distinct note of bitterness in his voice stopped her. Jim must have noticed something in her expression because he shrugged and took another deep pull at his mug of laced coffee.
"What's the matter with you, chick?" Before she could think of an answer Jim shook his head and waved a big paw in front of her. face. "No don't tell me, let me guess. Some of the horny cocks and the "free" ladies of our little village have been after you and you're feeling a bit worn and used."
Barbara's shock and embarrassment must have shown because the director threw his head back and laughed in a deep, bass voice. The humiliated girl would have stood up and left the table but Jim's big hand dropped down and pinned her wrist in a firm, unbreakable grip.
Once he stopped laughing and caught his breath the big man gave Barbara a knowing, sympathetic look. "I'm sorry, kid. I wasn't laughing at you. I know that Sam likes to take on green girls like you and use them as his private stock. I think that he's a dirty prick, but what I was laughing at is that everyone here is being fucked to death in one way or another!"
Barbara's shock and embarrassment was fading and she looked at Jim with a question in her eyes.
"Don't you see? I'm here because I have three ex-wives, bills for private schools, house payments on a big, cold castle in Beverly Hills and I'm so hard up for cash that I'll come out here and work on this piece of shit for Sam Spealman! Don't you think that I'm getting fucked too?" The slow glimmer of understanding flamed up in Barbara's head and finally she nodded in reluctant agreement.
"Look at Rick Tolliver, his career is in bad shape but he owes 'the boys' a lot of money. He's in this turkey because he has to pay them for past favors and then turn over most of the cash. This picture is going to hurt him. He needed a good script this time out, not the junk we've got."
The faint traces of humor died in the big man's face and he gave the surprised girl's hand a gentle pat. "So you see, Sam Spealman and the people from back East are giving us all a fucking, they're turning us all into whores."
A dead, helpless feeling grew up behind Barbara's heart and she realized that the last of her rosy dreams of what movie making would be like had turned to a wisp of smoke and blew away.
"I.. . I don't know how to bring this up," Jim said in a low voice. "After what I just said I guess you have the right to hit me on the head and bug out, but.. . "
"What is it, Mr. Walters," Barbara said in a soft voice when the director's voice trailed off without finishing the question.
Before he answered, the big man got to his feet and pulled Barbara up beside him. 'There won't be any work today. After a while there are going to be some pretty wild parties starting up. Why don't you stay here with me and keep out of the way?"
He hadn't asked her, not in real words, but his message was clear, between the lines. Barbara felt a small spark of anger flare up in her belly but it died almost as fast as it was born. For the first time in her life the lovely girl understood true loneliness. The thought of going out into the camp or back to Delia repelled her and she realized that she would rather be here with the big director than anywhere else.
"All right," Barbara whispered shyly. "I'll . . . stay, if you want." For a moment neither of them spoke or moved. The girl's lashes were lowered but she could still feel the intensity of the man's eyes on her as she stood meek and still before him.
Jim's fingers tightened around Barbara's upper arms and he slowly pulled her closer to him. One hand left her arm and fingers tilted her chin, forcing the trembling girl to meet his eyes.
"I'm glad," Jim said simply. "I'm very glad."
There was no need for her to answer, Barbara smiled and stood very still as the tall man bent toward her and covered her lips with his own.
It was happening again! That prudish part of her was upset, but this time the girl sensed something different, there was no anger, no threat of force. This time the girl could feel the real need in the man and was faintly surprised to find an echoing feeling inside of herself as well.
When Jim's big hand slipped down and pressed against the base of her bottom the lovely girl sighed against his probing tongue and allowed herself to melt forward until her supple body was molded tightly against his. She could feel Jim's heart beat, she could feel his heavy prick stir and then begin to stiffen. As it rose, the lovely young blond felt Jim's cock rubbing against her belly. Even the thick robe that she wore didn't hide that.
"Let's do this right," the big man muttered once their lovely kiss ended. "I want this to be right for both of us." Jim stopped for a moment and easily lifted a surprised Barbara in his arms and turned in the direction of his bed.
It was strange. She had fought this with other men and with Delia, why wasn't she fighting Jim Walters? Barbara felt small and cuddled in the big man's arms. She enjoyed the sensation and realized that it reminded her of being carried off to sleep by her father before he had died. It was nice and comforting.
He sat Barbara on her feet by the bed, then pulled the covers back. Moving slowly and gently the big man stripped the heavy robe away from her and left Barbara naked and excited before him. The lovely girl knew that he was staring at the smooth curves of her body and, for once, she enjoyed the knowledge.
Once he'd seated her on the edge of the bed, the man pulled his heavy sweater over his head and then undid his fly and pulled his jeans and underwear down.
Barbara stared openly at the half-hard shaft that dangled before her. The girl shivered with pleased excitement when she realized how terribly long Jim's penis would be when it was completely hard. Mercury swift images of what it would be like to be taken by that long pole darted across the girl's imagination and she felt a responding flush of excitement turn the flesh of her arms into a bumpy field of goose-flesh.
When the impulse first hit her, Barbara was surprised and shocked with herself, but the more she thought about it the more logical it seemed to her.
Shyly, hesitantly the girl obeyed her impulse and her small hand reached out and grasped the swaying hose of flesh that hung between Jim's hairy thighs.
"Uhhhhhhhhhh, that's good," the man sighed as the girl's fist began to make a slow pumping motion on his cock. Jim let his big hands drift down until they could caress Barbara's naked shoulders for a moment, then one hand slipped behind the girl's neck and the other slid down over the firm, up-thrust swell of her breasts.
"Oooooooo," the lovely girl sighed as she allowed herself to be pulled forward. "Don't rush me, let me do it at my own speed." Instantly the pressure at the back of her head ceased and Barbara was pleased, he wasn't using her like a piece of meat, he cared about her and listened to her.
Even without the pressure, Barbara's head continued to move forward until her lips met and brushed against the spade-shaped head of Jim's long penis. It was surprising, when she'd been forced to do this for Sam she'd been humiliated and ashamed. But now, while she was doing it on her own, the lovely script girl found that she enjoyed running her pointed tongue back and forth over the pouting slit in the head of the tall man's cock.
Using her hand to hold him upright and guide him, Barbara turned her head to the side and began to lightly flick at the underside of the swelling, pulpy glans.
Jim moaned, he trembled and each time that she ran her loving tongue across the head of his cock the shaft would jerk and grow firmer in her grip.
Before long the lovely girl had the full length of Jim's hairy prong standing upright and hard in her hand. With each inch that it grew she became more and more aware of how terribly long it was.
Deep inside of her, the young blond felt a glowing, spreading excitement, she imagined what it would be like when the big director filled her tight love sheath with his elongated meat and once again, she was surprised to realize that she enjoyed the prospect rather than dreaded it.
Barbara let her instincts guide her, she slid closer to the pulsating erection and engulfed the blood swollen cap of the man's cock. The penis was standing on its own now so she let her hands fall away and creep around the back of his thighs and then upward until she could massage and caress the hairy cheeks of his ass.
"Ohhhhh, honey," Jim sighed. The director's hands met and clasped at the back of her blond head and began to pull Barbara's head forward to meet his cock as he thrust it at the red oval of her open mouth. She knew that he was using her lips as he would her vagina, but somehow Barbara didn't feel offended.
"No more," Jim finally sighed as he reluctantly pushed himself away from Barbara's clinging lips. The lovely girl moaned and tried to follow him so that she could maintain the delicious suction she had been applying to his rod. "No more, honey, or I'll cum!"
"Ahhhhhhhh, I don't care," Barbara moaned truthfully, she'd already prepared herself to drink the hot froth of his cum and she was slightly disappointed. "You can cum in my mouth if you want, you can do anything you want with me, darling!"
Jim chuckled gently as he pushed Barbara back on his wide bed. "Good, because right now I want to feel myself inside of this glorious little body of yours, I want to fuck you!"
It was beautiful, Barbara's belly had turned into whipped cream, she felt melted and soft as she fell back on the cool sheets and let the man with the powerful cock pull her legs apart.
Jim was on his knees staring down at her while his hand guided his long, hose-like cock into the glowing, bubbling opening of Barbara's womanhood. The girl smiled shyly and reached down, brushing his fingers aside. She took on the job of inserting the head herself.
"Slowly, slowly," the director whispered as he pushed forward. "Don't move, don't say a word, just concentrate on the feeling of my cock going into your wet little snatch."
A hiccupping sigh escaped the delighted little blond when the head of the penis, then the long, firm pole of flesh dipped into her and began to glide upward over her juice-coated cunt walls. The girl gasped as she felt herself being filled, stretched so far that she imagined that she could feel the head of the powerful probe bumping up under her rib cage.
At last the blond felt Jim's hairy balls rubbing and bouncing against the velvety flesh of her upturned bottom. "Ohhhhh, it feels soooooo long! Oh, darling, it feels soooooo gooooooood," Barbara gushed as she melted under the man who was making such perfect love to her. "Aggggghhhhhhhhhh, so gooooooood!"
True to his word, Jim started slow. He made sure that Barbara could feel every hairy inch of his meat as it slid in and out of her. The girl felt herself blush when she heard the wet, bubbling sound that her poor, stuffed little cunt made as her love juice was pumped out of her by the huge dong that worked at her.
"Aggghhh . . . ohhhhhhh," the girl gasped. Suddenly, she stiffened, her tiny toes curled flat against the soles of her feet and an orgasm exploded deep in the darkness of her sex. "Aaaaiiiieeeee . . . ooooooo, darling, you're making me cummmmmm!"
Jim didn't stop, the big man continued his steady, powerful thrusts and in moments the squealing girl realized that he would make her climax again. Barbara's arms locked about his neck, her plump thighs kissed and rubbed against his rib cage as she tried to answer each lovely rush of his cock with a soft, clinging wiggle of her deliciously smooth ass. The man groaned in appreciation and increased the pace of his fucking.
"Roll over, let's have you up here where I can see you." Barbara had seen her mother like that when she was a little child and had always resisted being on top, it had always seemed worse for the woman to do the fucking, to see a woman working herself up and down on the man's wet cock. But now, after she'd been lifted astride of the man's naked body and she could feel the thick prod of his cock nudging against her trembling buttocks, she didn't care.
"Oooooo, I've never done it this way before," the girl whispered as she lifted herself high enough to pull Jim's slippery cock upright beneath her. They were both looking down as Barbara's fur-fringed little sex opened wide and the long pole of her lover's juice-coated stalk sank into her to the hilt.
From the first instant it was good. It was so good that it frightened Barbara. The lovely little blond wiggled and shook as the full length of Jim's hard dong stuffed itself into her. She found that by leaning forward on the palms of her hands, two delicious things would happen.
First, Jim could catch the swaying, bouncing tips of her lovely tits and suck noisily at the nipples. Secondly, the girl found that she could alter the angle of her pelvis and make the iron-hard root of Jim's cock scrub against her burning clitty!
"Ogggghhhhhhh," the delighted girl moaned as she jerked and wiggled on the long pole that had speared her deep, her fingers dug into the sheets, and her knees burned as she shook and waggled herself into another climax.
"Ohhhh, baby," Jim gasped as the greasy folds of Barbara's tight cunt bit and squeezed at his cock. The big man's fingers dug into the spongy flesh of her ass as his long hose jerked and he began to pump long, slippery jets of cum into her.
Barbara screamed and jammed one of her pointed breasts into Jim's gaping mouth as she fought to milk his cock and coax the last burning drops of semen into her thirsty belly.
"Sweet, baby," the big man moaned when the last spasms of joy left them and his softened cock slipped free of the frantic grip of her slot. "Suck it, baby, suck it for me."
Nothing bothered her when she was with Jim, Barbara didn't even hesitate before she slipped off his prostrate body and pushed her tousled head down over his sweaty belly until her lips found the slick shaft of his spent cock.
A tiny tremor of satisfaction rumbled deep in her cum-soaked pussy as the lovely girl began to lovingly suck and lick at the flaccid tube of flesh, cleaning away the musky mixture of sperm and love lube, rolling it back and forth over her tongue before she swallowed it. "Pluze, Jum," Barbara mumbled as she obediently sucked on his cock. "Tuke cure of mu, I'll bu guud tu yu, dun't lut thiise others gut mu agun."
Jim didn't answer, but it didn't matter, Barbara felt safe and secure as she sucked at the limp cock and teased the heavy balls with the silky tips of her fingers.
CHAPTER SEVEN
". . . sure, I'll tell her, if I see her . . . Right, at Sam's as soon as she can." Barbara sat curled up on the bed, she had been staring out the trailer window at the dark, cloud laden night sky, but now she had turned staring at Jim as he put the camp phone back in its cradle.
Jim avoided the blonde's questioning eyes as he sat back and lifted his coffee mug. "There's a party going on in Sam's trailer, you are being paged." Barbara felt herself growing cold and stiff inside, she stared at the big man with hurt eyes.
"But.. . you promised . . . you promised to take care of me." Jim didn't say a word. Barbara stood up and hurried across the room to face him. "Call him, tell him about.. . us.. . he'll understand.. . I know he will . . . just tell him that you don't want me to go."
Barbara's last faint hope died when she saw the look on Jim's face. There was a long, uncomfortable moment of silence between them before the shamefaced director could bring himself to answer her.
"Tell him what? Tell him that I've been banging one of his prime chicks and that now I want her for myself?" Jim shrugged holding his hands up as he did. "Can't do that, doll. If I don't complete this flick I won't get paid and if I go back to town broke I'll go to the slam on an alimony beef! I can't afford you, chick. You'd better trot your pretty little ass over to the boss's trailer and report for work."
Barbara could feel the tears welling up in her eyes but she was too angry and disappointed to allow herself to cry. The lovely girl picked up her jacket and started for the door but then she stopped. "But . . . today . . . we've spent such a beautiful day together. I thought.. . doesn't that count for anything? You're cutting me off."
Before she could go on Jim turned on her and the girl was shocked and hurt by the cold, remote look on his face. "Shut up! You're damn right I'm cutting you off! What in the hell did you expect, true and everlasting love?" Jim made a sharp cutting motion with the palm of his hand. "There, you're cut free! Thank you very much for the pleasant day. I think you are a nice kid and a great piece of ass, now go over to Sam's and hop through his hoop, I have to and there's no reason why you can't!
Feeling as if she'd been slapped in the face, Barbara rushed out of the trailer, almost tripping and falling on the wooden steps as she left. It had stopped raining for a while, but the soil was still soft and spongy with water as she stamped blindly away from the big director's trailer.
See? They're all alike. There's no difference between Bruce and all those men who used mama and these animals here! The voice in her mind raged as Barbara staggered and slipped over the uneven path. They all want to humiliate you, use you and then pass you around like a used car!" The angry girl shook her head and daubed at her tears with the back of her hand. Delia was right, there was no love or concern in any man!
Without realizing it, Barbara's stumbling feet had led her directly to Sam Spealman's trailer, even in the darkness the girl knew that it was his trailer by the extra size. As she stood staring at the lighted windows the trailer's door swung open and Barbara was caught in the light that flooded out.
"Well, I wondered about you. I thought that maybe you'd run away from home," Delia said with a note of laughter in her smoky voice. The handsome woman came down the steps and took Barbara by the hand. "Come in here, Sam's been looking for you."
The moment that she came through the door, the lovely blonde's knees began to shake, she could barely see the people in the room because of the thick smoke and the mixed odors of whisky and sperm made her silky flesh crawl with apprehension.
No one paid her any attention as Barbara was led across the room to a darkened corner. The people that she could see were sitting or laying close together and as her eyes became accustomed to the smoky haze Barbara realized that most of them were naked!
There was a large cushion propped up against the wall of the trailer and Barbara was pushed down against it. "Now stay loose and be friendly," Delia said with a twisted smile. "This is all part of the job, remember what I told you?"
Despite the chill outside it was warm in the trailer. After a few moments Barbara was forced to slip out of her heavy jacket. Looking around, the pretty script girl recognized most of the people at the producer's party.
Barbara saw a familiar figure not ten feet away, when the woman shifted position the young blonde recognized Evelyn Marshall. For some strange reason the girl felt a bond between herself and the character actress, after all, they had both been forced to satisfy the dirty, selfish needs of Tex Richards.
Evelyn lay pressed against a man. Barbara couldn't make out the man's face. The graying blonde was naked to the waist and from the way that she was sighing and wiggling the girl knew that the man was sucking and nursing at her pillowy, blue-veined breasts.
The door to the trailer's bathroom swung open and Barbara's attention was drawn to a slim figure that stepped into the room. It was Becky Marsh!!
The rest of the room seemed to fade away, all that Barbara could see, all that she could think about was the pretty little child actress as she crossed the room and sat on the bed beside Sam Spealman. The girl wore her long, brown hair piled high on her head, that style left her long, slender neck bare and seemed to emphasize the childishness of her budding body.
All that Becky wore was a gauze-thin pair of briefs. Barbara could easily see the small swellings where the child's breasts would someday be, then her eyes slid down over her slender figure to the spot between her slim, adolescent thighs. The child's panties were pulled tight between her legs and the plump outline of her tiny vulva was plain to see.
Sam Spealman was talking to someone else but when Becky sat down beside the man slipped an arm around her shoulders and drew her close.
Delia had told her about this, but Barbara hadn't really believed it until this moment. Sam's hand slipped down under the little girl's arm and his fingers absently pinched and pulled at her tiny nipples as he continued to talk to the other person.
There was no expression on Becky's face, Barbara couldn't tell if the girl enjoyed what was happening to her or not, she made no effort to move away from the touch of the producer's hand.
"Aggghhhhh, that hurts.. . go slower, baby." The whimpering moan near her pulled Barbara's eyes away from the little girl for a moment. There was movement in front of her and as her eyes focused the young blonde felt her flesh begin to crawl. A dark, slender woman had risen to her hands and knees and Tex Richards was kneeling behind her. Looking closely, Barbara could see the grimace of pain on the woman's face as the big cameraman thrust his huge rammer deep into the clinging circle of her anus!!
"Unnnggghhhh, you're tearing me. . . awwwww, God, you'll hurt me, take it out, baby, take it out of my asssss!! " The woman's hoarse voice rose to a near scream and Barbara felt her own tiny rectal opening pull tight in sympathetic response.
"Hey, pal," Tex panted to a man who lay beside them. "Shut her up, that yelling hurts my ears." The other man grinned as he got to his knees and positioned himself before the crying woman.
Barbara felt her vulva grow hot and moist as she watched the second man calmly unzip his fly and pull out his half-hard cock. The young blonde hated herself when she realized how aroused she was, but she made no effort to look away.
The second man twined his fingers in the slender woman's hair and jerked her head up to meet his cock. The light from across the room splashed across the woman's face and Barbara realized that it was Mona Marsh, Becky Marsh's mother!!
The second man slapped Mona on the cheek twice before the tortured woman opened her mouth and allowed him to stuff his flaccid cock into her. Barbara shivered and glanced over at the little girl who sat on the bed.
Becky looked tense, her expression hadn't changed but she was leaning forward and the glitter in her eyes told Barbara that the girl was watching as one man brutally sodomized her mother while another forced her to suck at his thickening prick.
There was a sense of frantic madness all around her, Barbara felt the fear and excitement mixing in her belly and spreading out over her body and she knew that she was losing her grip on reality.
Sam turned and followed Becky's gaze, then grinned and bent his head to whisper in the little girl's ear. At the same time the producer's hand slipped under the top of the child's briefs and Barbara could see the outline of his fingers as they teased and fondled her plump little pussy.
Barbara was so engrossed with the spectacle of the balding producer teasing and arousing the girl beside him that she didn't respond when a large hand fell on her bare knee and squeezed. It wasn't until she realized that another hand was jerking the front of her blouse open that she turned to see who was attacking her.
"Havin' a good time, honey?" It was a shock to come face to face with Rick Tolliver. The huge movie star wore a wide, shining grin on his handsome face as he inched closer to her. "Old Sam knows how to stage a blast, doesn't he?"
At any other time it would have been like a dream come true. In person Rick was just the same as he was on the screen, the same elegant Virginia drawl, the famous face, the brilliant smile. But here, in this smoky, terrible place it was frightening.
"Your name is Barbara, isn't it?"
The young blonde nodded wordlessly, she couldn't tear her eyes away from the man's, even to watch as he fondled the swollen globes of her up-thrust breasts. "Sam said that you and I would get along and I think he was right!"
Barbara wanted to run, she knew that she should tear herself away from the man and run, but it was much too late, her muscles had slackened and all the fight had drained out of her, leaving her soft and ready for the big movie star.
Rick's strong arms pulled her up against him, his shirt was open and Barbara moaned as she felt her stiff, pointed nipples being scratched by the wiry hairs of his chest. The broad palms of the man's hands slid up the back of her thighs and under her skirt, Barbara whimpered and pressed herself tight against the man as his hands gripped her full buttocks and pressed her pussy up against the hard outline of his cock.
It was like a dream, a vile, exciting sex dream. Barbara shivered and murmured as she felt her panties being torn in half and the tattered remains being pulled away. Barbara squealed and snuggled even closer to the big man when the broad tip of a finger wormed in between the sweaty cheeks of her ass and found the moist lips of her vulva swelling and parting for him.
She lay face down on Rick's broad chest, her full, throbbing tits rubbed and caressed his flesh while his finger dipped and dove in the watering opening between her thighs.
Out of the corner of her eye a flash of movement across the room caught Barbara's attention. As she lay wiggling and sighing on Rick the lovely blonde watched Sam Spealman pull a pliant Becky Marsh to her feet and pull the panties away from her plump, hairless little cunt before he sat her down on his naked lap.
The little girl lay limp, her head rested between Sam's neck and shoulder as she let him spread her slim thighs wide. Barbara stared with desire at the naked cunt that was exposed by the splayed legs, she moaned and scrubbed her own woman's sex against the man beneath her as she watched Sam insert a finger into the wet, red little slot. Becky stiffened and began to wiggle her childish bottom as the finger forced deep inside her baby twat.
Rick was lifting her and Barbara realized that her hands were busy undoing his belt and jerking his zipper down. The lovely blonde supported herself on her hands and knees long enough for the man to jerk his trousers free and kick them away. When she lay back against his warm body the script girl felt her pussy squirt fresh drops of lube as the man's naked hard-on rubbed and pressed against the dripping lips of her sex.
On the bed across the room the little girl's thighs were jerking and lifting as Sam's finger expertly drove her to a terrible state of arousal. Barbara could see the fleshy folds of the child's hairless cunt glisten with lube, the finger rubbed and pressed against the baby clit as dewy drops of her love juice squirted out.
"Hop on, kid," Rick gasped. Barbara moaned as the big man's strong fingers dug into the yielding flesh of her ass and lifted her. Rick had wadded her skirt over her hips and the shuddering blonde felt herself being lifted and then lowered on the powerful shaft of meat beneath her.
"Annnnuuuggghhh, oh God, it's biggggggg," the script girl gasped. She hadn't seen Rick's tool but she could feel how terribly, shockingly huge it was! The head of the monster cock found the fluttering mouth of her vagina and plugged it tight. The young blonde could feel every terrible fraction of an inch of the fluted glans as it stretched the tight confines of her love-sheath wide and entered her.
Across the room, Becky's tiny hand had found the up-thrust shaft of the producer's fat cock and was curled tight around it as she expertly masturbated him.
Beneath her, Rick was jabbing his large erection into the frantic grip of Barbara's cunt. The young blonde moaned, rolled her hips and worked like a woman possessed to help the man force all of his throbbing dong into her.
There was a strangled, gurgling sound near her and the sweating, straining blonde turned her head just in time to watch as Becky's mother caught the full blast of the cock in her mouth. An awful, mindless excitement ripped at Barbara as she watched Mona's skinny throat flex and then swallow. The young blonde could see that the second man's cock was forced deep in the woman's throat and she was forced to drink all of the greasy cum that was being poured into her. Behind the kneeling, gasping woman Tex strained and rammed himself into her anus. Barbara could see a trickle of blood running down the woman's thigh and knew that the cameraman's horrible cock had torn her stretched asshole. But, Mona didn't seem to mind, the woman rolled her hips, jerked her body back and met each shattering thrust of the bloated spear that filled her bowels.
"Unnnnnggggghhhhh, Oooooooo it's terrible," Barbara gasped as she stared at the terrible act of sodomy taking place in front of her. The shaken blonde wanted to be shocked and sickened, but all that she could feel was the awful rush of blind lust as it took her over, body and soul!!
Rick was all of the way in her now, the young script girl could feel every painful inch of his rigid cock inside of her. The walls of the girl's gushing cunt were stretched wide to accommodate it's pulsating girth, her muscles were strained to squeeze and suck at the mushroom shaped head.
"Fuck, go on bitch, work on my cock!! " There was a harsh, demanding sound in the famous star's voice and before she could obey him one of his broad, hard palms thwacked hard against her sensitive ass!
"Unnnnngggghhhh!! Don't. . . " Barbara moaned, but the hand spanked her again and the lovely girl was shocked when she felt a new, unreal gush of pleasure. The sting of the spanking was turning into electric shocks of pleasure and each time that the hand swatted her wobbling, trembling ass cheeks a fresh flow of love juice would gush out of her and coat the fat piston of flesh that was stretching and opening her!
"Awww . . . owwwww!! ! I'm doing it, please, stop! I'm fucking as hard as I can!" Barbara squealed. The blonde's small body jerked and twisted on the pole of meat that held her connected to the grinning movie star. She could feel a steady, warm flow of her love juice as it squirted out of her and ran down her widely splayed thighs. "Unnnngggghhhhh, Ooooooooo, Goddddddd!! "
A high, thin wail of pain and excitement burned it's way into Barbara's confused mind. The lovely girl didn't stop her frantic wiggling ride on Rick's cock as she looked around for the source.
Across the room, in a pool of light that fell on the wide bed, Barbara saw terrible, lust-enraging sight. Sam Spealman lay propped against the wall, little Becky Marsh was sitting astride the producer's thighs, her tiny hand was under her naked bottom and she was helping the stuff his blood gorged cock into her hairless baby cunt! Barbara felt a cream of desire and excitement rip from her throat as she watched the child violated so deliciously!
"Oooooggghhhhhh, the blonde panted, she rocked forward and jammed one of her sweat coated tits into Rick's mouth. At the same time the girl clamped the muscles of her cunt around the awful width of his cock and began to tug and milk at it. "Make me cummm," the lovely script girl whispered fiercely. "Make me pop for you, big man, I have to have it now!! "
A deep, rumbling laugh greeted her, beneath her the big man surged upward and lifted the naked blonde on the post of his monster cock. Barbara screamed happily then screamed again when both of Rick's wide palms smashed into the spongy flesh of her ass.
"Awwwwhhhh, yesssss!! ! Hurt me! I deserve it, spank me baby, I deserve it!! ! " The room seemed to spin around her, Barbara forced her swimming, tear filled eyes to watch poor little Becky as the child forced her slender, hairless body down on the fat cock. And, when Sam's fat balls rubbed against the child's rubbery little ass, Barbara felt the wonderful release of her orgasm.
"Unnnngggghhhh, fuck, harder, tear me in half," the blonde squealed. "Aaaaauuuiiiieeeeeee!! ! ! "
CHAPTER EIGHT
The last ripples of her orgasm had hardly faded when the shocked girl felt her excitement rising again. The stinging rain of slaps continued and each time that Rick's hard flesh struck hers the moaning, sweating little blonde would wiggle and bounce on his throbbing, wrist-thick post.
The dull, wet sound of flesh smacking against flesh caught Barbara's attention and as she bucked and waggled on the bar of meat that was trying to tear her in half she turned her head.
Tex was still ramming his long, blood-coated cock in and out of Mona Marsh's stretched ass. The big man had gripped the soft flesh of her cheeks and was pulling them wide as he worked himself in and out of her. Another man had taken possession of her drooling, dripping mouth and was sawing his bloated cock in and out over her willing, distended tongue. Barbara watched, hypnotized as a long, quivering strand of cum swung and danced from the woman's chin and she accepted the awful truth, she wished that she had a long, hard cock jammed in her mouth just like that!
"Agggghhhhhh, I can't stand it, you're too tight!! " The ragged note in Rick's voice told her as much as the frenzied tension of the man's body. Barbara moaned and shook her head, making her long, blond hair whip around her face as she forced her small body down on the thick cock and worked the muscles of her pussy around the pulsating shaft.
"Cummmmmmm," the lovely blonde whispered urgently. "Shoot it in me! Fill me with your filthy shit!! " The dirty words rolled off of her tongue without hesitation. All of her old inhibitions were dead, she'd given up her pure vision of herself and was content to behave like a slut, just like her mother always had! Barbara moaned and made her tight little cunt suck on the terrible dong that was ripping into her. The lovely girl could feel the cock's glans flex and then jerk and in an instant she found herself having another shattering, mind-destroying orgasm as the warm flood of the star's semen gushed into her to fill her to overflowing!!
"Ogggggghhhhhhh," Barbara moaned. It felt too good, she couldn't stand another of those beautiful shocks. The lovely blonde's eyelids fluttered, her knees weakened as she tried to bounce up and down on the stiff, erupting cock, then she fell.
Powerful spasms of joy were shaking her, Barbara whimpered as the thick cock was pulled free of her sloppy cunt. The blonde fell on her side and watched, hypnotized as a thick, gooey jet of cum shot out of the swollen cock and splattered on her shaking belly.
"Agggghhhh, Goddddd," the girl screamed as another spurt of cum arched through the air and soiled the white, quaking flesh of her burning breasts. Before she could stop herself the girl ran her hand over the slime and worked it into her flesh, each time that the tips of her fingers brushed over the painfully swollen points of her nipples she would grind and waggle her drooling cunt, helping the frothy, white fluid to work down between her soft ass cheeks and coat her tiny, pink asshole.
The chilled rim of a glass bumped against her teeth and then a a cold trickle of whisky and water was poured down her throat Barbara coughed then forced herself to swallow the liquid. After a few seconds the burning of the whisky in her belly shook the girl back to life and she was able to help as warm hands pulled her upright on the cushion.
The party was still in full swing, everywhere that she looked Barbara saw naked bodies joined and straining against each other. Almost at her fee Mona Marsh lay, the little girl's mother was passed out, the flesh of her upturned ass was mottled and Barbara could see the finger marks turning to bruises.
Her memory came back to life and against her will, the shaken script girl glanced toward the big bed. Becky Marsh lay sprawled on the bed. Her slender, childishly thin legs were parted and the lovely blonde could clearly see the trickle of white cum that was running down out of her reddened little cunt lips.
"Sam wants you, come on, let me help you clean up a little," Delia said in a soft voice. Barbara turned her head and stared at the older woman. Delia was naked and the full, hanging fruit of her breasts were only inches away from the confused girl's lips.
A wicked impulse struck her and as Barbara allowed herself to be pulled to her feet, she caught a thick nipple between her lips and gave it a warm, lingering suck. "Stop it! Not now," whispered Delia, but her tone softened and Barbara sighed happily as the woman's hand made a quick, caressing pass over the girl's firm little ass.
"In here, doll. Let's get you washed, the handsome brunette said as she pulled Barbara into the close bathroom. The rumpled blonde stood passively as Delia wet a washcloth in the tap and then began to bathe her.
Barbara could feel the power of her aroused state, it blunted her judgment, it stilled the faint moral protests that her mind was still trying to transmit to her. All the lovely girl could really feel was the throbbing, greedy demands of her body. It was as if she had been starving all her life and was now faced with an unending banquet. There was no sensation of shame in her when the young woman felt Delia's hand drag the warm washcloth between her reddened, scratched inner thighs and let it wash away the drying trails of cum that soiled her there.
The script girl didn't flinch when the other woman kissed her as she ran the damp cloth over her swollen, up-thrust breasts and pinched at the spiky nipples.
"You've been having a good time! I watched you turn Rick inside out," Delia whispered.
Barbara thought that she could hear the faint edge of jealousy in the older woman's voice. "Well, darling, you're going to get your now! I know that you were watching Sam fuck that little girl, well he's going to use you now and I hope he fucks you until your brains melt!! "
As the acid comments burned into her brain, Barbara whimpered because the lovely brunette was working the wet cloth between the sensitive lips of her pussy and hurting her reawakening clitoris.
"Hummph, I wondered when I would find you," Sam muttered when Delia pushed Barbara, freshly washed and prepared, onto the bed.
"I told Becky about you," the producer mumbled as he drew the lovely blonde to him. "She's a good little girl, does what I tell her."
Looking over Sam's naked shoulder Barbara's eyes met and locked with Becky Marsh's. The script girl was shocked and surprised by the open hostility she read in the naked little girl's eyes.
Sam grunted as he pulled Barbara's naked body up on the bed, Becky didn't move and the embarrassed blonde felt her naked thigh pressed tight against hers. "The three of us are going to have a little party, don't worry about those other creeps," the producer said as he waved his hand in a circle that included the rest of the trailer. "Those dumb bastards don't count. The three of us, that's who count."
There was a drunken, slurring sound in Sam's voice. Barbara was frightened when she realized that no matter what the producer decided to do to her, no one would dare lift a hand to stop him.
"Come here, baby," Sam said as he jerked at Barbara's wrist. The man's thick, hairless cock lay limp across one thigh. "Do you like this little cunt, Barbara? Becky is a pretty little twist, isn't she?"
"She's . . . very pretty," Barbara whispered breathlessly as she was drawn across Sam's naked thighs. The little girl was watching her intently and she was embarrassed when she realized that Becky could see the firm flesh of her bared breasts rubbing and clinging to the man. "I . . . like Becky, very much," Barbara saw a subtle change in the naked little girl's expression and she was ashamed of herself when she thought of how much she really did like Becky Marsh!
"Yeah, Becky's a little fox," Sam said with an obscene chuckle. "After I broke her in she's been having a ball. The kid has a real taste for cock." Sam's free hand descended on the longhaired little girl's flat tummy then slipped down to cup the whole of her puffy, dripping little cunt. Becky gave a delicate little shudder and immediately began to do a slow roll with her hips.
Sam turned his attention back to Barbara. "Get me up again and the three of us will have our own party," the balding producer said with a leer. Barbara wanted to refuse but then the man's hand pressed against the back of her head and she melted. In seconds the man had her head pressed down between his thighs and the blonde's full, pouting lips were mashed up against the fat spheres of his balls.
A shudder raced through her, Barbara felt her pulse begin to hammer in her veins and the greedy lust that lived inside of her rose up to take control of her rounded, undulating body. The blonde's slender fingers closed around Sam's limp cock and began to squeeze and pull at it as she lifted it. The script girl knew that Becky was watching her but that didn't stop her as she drove her wet tongue deep under Sam's hanging balls and began to lick and suck at them.
"Do you like that?" The sound of Becky Marsh's voice in her ear startled Barbara, she had been so busy kissing and nuzzling the man's heavy balls that she hadn't noticed the child creeping up beside her. Becky knelt on the other side of Sam, her wide, child's eyes watched every foul moment of the act that the script girl was performing.
"Mr. Spealman taught me how to do that," Becky whispered as she leaned down next to Barbara's ear. "That first day that I met him, he took his big thing out and taught me how to suck on it, it scared me at first, but now I like sucking on his big cock thing."
It was a nightmare! Barbara heard the childish pride in Becky's voice and the words of her shocking confession echoed and exploded in the blonde's ears. Barbara was sickened by what Becky had told her but she was excited too!
The blonde began to tremble when the little girl's cool hands began to stroke and lightly massage her bare shoulders then drift down over her back and under her.
"Mr. Sam said that I should be nice to you," Becky giggled. "He said that if I let you know how pretty and nice I think you are that you would do some nice things for me." Before Barbara could answer the child's fingers slipped up over the curve of one hanging, swaying breast and began to gently, shyly milk at the long, pointed nipple!
"Oooooo, Becky," Barbara moaned as her tongue increased the pace of the saliva bath she was giving Sam's balls. "Don't, baby, that's not nice.. . It feels lovely but.. . don't."
Becky didn't pause for a second, her fingers continued to pinch and stroke the flesh of the blonde's swollen globe. "It's all right. Mr. Sam said it was all right, besides, you said it felt good, why not do it?"
There was no answer, Barbara's mind spun and twisted but she couldn't force herself to make the little girl stop, she couldn't convince herself that she wanted her to stop.
Sam's thick post of flesh was standing hard and full in her hand, the man caught Barbara's chin and lifted it away from his glistening balls and directed her red lipped mouth to the swollen, purple head.
There was nothing that she could do, Barbara's tight little pussy was wet and slick again and something inside of her ached to mouth and pull on Sam's fleshy club. Ignoring the little girl beside her, Barbara fastened her lips around the naked, bloated head of the cock and began to noisily suck at it.
Beside her, Becky murmured and wiggled closer, the naked child's thighs rubbed against her own, her hands touched and explored her mature, woman's body while she sucked and slobbered on the cock.
"I can help," the little girl whispered eagerly. "Look, I can help." Becky's head ducked between Sam's parted legs and as Barbara sucked on the head the little actress began to suck and pull on his heavy balls.
After what seemed like hours, Sam pulled Barbara's siphoning lips away from his pulsating post and pushed her flat on the bed. Becky giggled and transferred her attention to Barbara. "Your face is all messy," the child whispered as she bent close to examine the blonde's dripping lips. Before the woman knew what the child intended she had pressed her lips against hers and was happily kissing her and sucking the slimy love lube from her at the same time.
Barbara shuddered and wanted to scream with shame, but she didn't move, her lips softened and began to respond, when Becky's pointed little tongue forced its way into her mouth the blonde whimpered and began to suck on it.
Behind her, Barbara heard the scrape of a drawer being opened but she paid no attention as she surrendered her last tatters of self control and hugged and kissed the excited little girl.
It wasn't until she felt the smooth, white cheeks of her bottom being pried apart and something slick and greasy being spread over the puckered rosette of her anus that she understood.
The naked blonde tried to pull away but another pair of hands were helping Sam keep her pinned to the bed while Sam prepared her. Barbara managed to look back over her shoulder and watch with growing fear and horror as the man took a large glob of the ointment he was using and coated the full length of his bloated cock. The frightened script girl also saw that it was Delia who was helping hold her down so that her boss could sodomize her!
"Ohhhh, nooooo," the blonde whimpered. "Don't let him do that to meeeee." But Delia only stared at her with triumphant eyes. "Please, you were right about men, please help me."
"Shut up," the older woman snapped. "You need a lesson, bitch and I'm glad that it's Sam that is going to give it to you. You'll wish that you'd stayed with me instead of running off and whoring around. This will teach you!"
Becky was watching too, Barbara lifted her head and stared helplessly as the naked little girl positioned herself so that she could see everything that happened.
Barbara felt the pressure on her back as Sam positioned himself between her shapely, splayed thighs and leaned against her trembling ass. The air around her seemed to be charged with electricity, Barbara moaned and shivered as she felt the greased head of the fat cock slip between her parted cheeks and rub up and down the deep vee of her ass, the knob rubbing and nudging against the tingling circle of her tightly drawn sphincter.
"Oh God, nooooo," Barbara whimpered, she could see several people around the room watching as Sam prepared to mount her and a new flush of shame and excitement washed over her.
"Pull her ass up a little," the producer grunted and Barbara felt Delia's fingers dig into the soft flesh of her waist and she had no choice, she had to allow her greased bottom to be lifted.
"Oh, yeah," Sam said behind her. Barbara bit on the tip of her tongue to keep from screaming with fear when the blunt head of the cock was pointed directly against her anal opening. "This is going to be good, a tight, cherry ass is just the thing!"
The man's hands caught the sharp angles of her hipbones, using them as handles. Barbara moaned and shuddered as she felt herself being drawn back against the fat post of flesh that pressed against her. There was a sharp burst of pain, the blonde gasped and wiggled feebly as she felt the glans bulling its way past her sphincter ring.
"Unnnggghhhhh, ohhhh my God." Her voice sounded hoarse and strained in her ears. Barbara could feel her body grow tense and rigid as she fought to keep the thick cock out of her virgin rectum. Behind her the girl felt the stretching, pulling pain lancing up her spine and began to babble as the knob of the cock popped past her anus and entered the dark, warm mystery of her rectum!
"Awwww, it's . . . it's too big, you're hurting me!! Take it out . . . unnnngggghhhhh," Barbara moaned. It was awful, she had never felt anything so large or painful inside of her in her life. The naked blonde wiggled and shook as the big man forced inch after fat inch of his organ into the frantic grip of her ass.
"Damn, she's so tight that she's trying to bite it off," Sam grunted. "Keep on wiggling kid, that's the way, shake that ass so that I can get it in!"
A terrible thing was happening. Barbara felt the pain and the humiliation as Sam's greased cock took possession of her stretched anus but even worse than that was the tiny, glowing coal of pleasure that had come to life inside of her. The blonde gasped and shook her head in a vain attempt to drive the pleasure out of her, but nothing helped. Barbara's fingers clawed at the sheet beneath her, her toes splayed wide like animal claws and tore at the bedding as her burning asshole was stretched wider and wider by the advancing cock.
"Look at her, the slut likes it, don't let her kid you, Sam, the dainty little pig likes getting a prick stuffed up her ass!! " Delia's voice rang with hot excitement. Barbara tried to deny what she said but nothing would come out of her throat but the savage, guttural grunts of satisfaction.
"Hey, look at Becky," a voice beside the bed whispered. Barbara heard a muffled snicker and looked up. The sight that greeted her almost made the tortured blonde faint. The naked little girl sat with her slim legs spread wide, she supported herself with one hand while she masturbated herself with the other. Barbara was so close that she could see the individual drops of love juice oozing out of the child's hairless slot, see the hard, irritated tip of the baby clitoris as the girl strummed her forefinger back and forth over it. "Look at that little fox, I never knew that a twelve year old could get it on like that!"
She knew it was coming, Barbara moaned and shook her head in desperate denial but when Sam's deep voice filled her ears she wasn't surprised in the least. "Work on her, Barbara. Pull the kid up to you and suck her off, I want to see that!! "
Barbara whined and shook her head but the producer only laughed and struck her unprotected ass a stinging blow. "Suck her cunt I said!! " To add to her torment the balding man cruelly thrust forward, jamming another two horrible inches of cock into the burning ring of her ass.
Barbara howled and bucked under the continuing combination of deep, ripping thrusts of the penis and the awful spanking that made the globes of her bottom burn With pain and excitement.
The blonde's fingers trembled as they reached out, her tongue was watering and her full lips open wide when she grasped the child and roughly pulled her forward until her tongue made contact with her slick little meat pie.
Sam was imbedded in her all the way, Barbara could feel his balls sway and slap against the open, drooling lips of her cunt as he began to fuck her with his greased pole. The hard shaft and swollen head nudged and pushed at her insides, it made room for itself where nothing had ever been before.
The screams and bubbling moans of pain and pleasure that leaked out of her were muffled by the fat vulva of the little girl. The taste of the child's love lube filled her mouth, coated her tongue and the worst part was that the script girl loved it and greedily tried to suck her dry.
"Unnnngggghhhh . . . gaaaaahhhhhh," Sam snorted. The head of his cock seemed to explode inside of Barbara's greased ass and she felt herself filled by his hot cum. The sticky slime coated the fat cock and made it move faster inside of her, she screamed and bucked wildly as her thirsty bowels drank his cum and the first ripples of her forced orgasm welled up and drove her mad!! !
"Aiiiiiieeeeiiiii!! ! ! " The scream was muffled by Becky's cunt The little girl began to whimper, then squeal as her own climax made her adolescent body buck and forced her slim thighs to clamp around Barbara's head force the blonde to drink deep of the fresh flow of girl-cum that gushed and bubbled out of her.
A voice called out of the blackness that surrounded her. "Spank her again, Sam. Keep her motor running because I want some of that," and the blonde hated herself because she caught herself wishing that the speaker would hurry!!
CHAPTER NINE
The rain and the clouds had blown away and the sunlight was crisp and clear. Barbara was surrounded by the bustle and tension of the motion picture set, but it didn't excite her. The lovely blonde logged the next shot and then got up from her chair and began to walk.
It was better when she kept busy or moving. But even as she paced, Barbara was reminded of the twisted, unreal night that she'd spent in Sam Spealman's trailer. Every time that she moved, the script girl could feel the raw, sore pull of her badly loosened anus, it was better now, last night she'd been afraid that it would never close, but it was tighter now and except for the soreness she felt almost normal. The tiny pains around her ravaged rectal opening brought on memories and the blonde couldn't stop her mindless body from glowing with remembered excitement when she thought of the things she'd done and seen during the long night
Bits and pieces fluttered around in Barbara's mind, she remembered being rolled on her back and a large technician climbing astride her to plug her frothing cunt with his hard meat, she remembered the wet cling of lips pulling on her breasts, her lips, her sperm-filled pussy, when Delia and Evelyn had worked her over between them.
Impatiently, the lovely blonde shook her head and tried to drive the thoughts away but in looking up, her gaze met and locked with Becky Marsh's. The child actress was wearing an old-fashioned hoop skirt and a bonnet covered her long brown hair. Becky stood beside her camp chair and when she saw that Barbara was looking at her she smiled and licked her lips with a red, pointed tongue.
The memories came flooding back into her mind and Barbara could see herself as she'd moaned and whimpered. Becky was beneath her and she had squatted on the little girl's face and taught her to suck her cunt while she'd been busy masturbating two fat cocks until they erupted in her fists and shot all over her face and bouncing tits.
Reluctantly, Barbara tore her eyes away from the eager little girl and turned her back. The shame was still in her, but it no longer burned and hurt the way that it had before. Last night had taught her something about herself, something terrible and dark. There wasn't anything she wouldn't do when the lust had control of her, there wasn't any act too foul or degrading that she wouldn't perform gladly if it meant another of those lovely, enslaving orgasms! She had to face the truth about herself, she was worse than her mother, lower and even more insatiable!!
"That's a take," Jim Walters called out over his bullhorn. "We'll break for lunch now." As he turned to set the horn down on his portable desk the director's eyes met Barbara's. The young blonde defiantly stared back at him, daring him to speak to her, daring him to try to pretend that he hadn't cut her adrift and traded her soft body for a steady meal ticket.
All around them the cast and crew scrambled down over the rocks and headed for the mess tent, Barbara and the big director stayed put until they were alone.
"Look," Jim said in a low tone. "I've been thinking about what happened yesterday and . . . well I.. . "
Barbara could feel herself weakening and quickly turned away from the man. Sweet, bitterly, sweet memories struck her as she hurried down the hill, the blonde was angry with herself for thinking about the tender day of lovemaking she'd spent with Jim, it was better for her to think about the foul night she'd spent with Sam instead!
By the time that she reached the trailer village, Barbara had calmed herself, she paused for a moment then decided against lunch and turned toward the trailer that she shared with Delia.
The young script girl had one foot on the steps and was about to enter the trailer when the sound of voices stopped her. A man's voice rose in anger and instantly Barbara recognized it. It was Sam Spealman! Just the sound of the producer's voice made the lovely blonde's bottom tighten defensively and she winced at the pain.
". . . and I say you don't understand! Sam, you have to get yourself under control," Delia snapped as she moved around the trailer. There was something about the tone of the assistant producer's voice that caught and held Barbara. The young script girl moved around the trailer and stood in the shelter of some brush as she listened at an open window. "They are coming up here! I warned you that they would. What are you going to tell them when they find out that we are already two days late and we've been out her for four? This isn't some group of dumb investors that you can fool around with Sam, this is Solly Barrone! That gangster is going to come up here and tear your ears off and if he doesn't one of those two muscle boys of his will!! "
"What do you want me to do? For Christ's sake Delia, I'm trying to bring it in on time, I can't be responsible for when it rains!"
Delia laughed and banged something on the table. "Don't tell me, tell Solly and his friends. You owe them Sam, you owe them big and unless this thing looks like a big winner they'll give you the deep six and I mean that literally! That press party is coming up here day after tomorrow, what do you think they'll write about this old potboiler that you chose for a script? You'd better be ready to pull a rabbit out of your hat, mister, a big, furry one!"
Barbara heard the sound of footsteps heading for the front of the trailer and she hurried away before she was caught listening.
The girl wasn't watching where she was walking as she moved up the path toward the cliffs again. What she'd heard surprised her, it had never oc-cured to her that such a famous man could be in financial trouble or that he could have backers that would actually harm him if he didn't come through for them.
"Look, we have to talk. I'm sorry about what I did but I can't do anything about it now, won't you just sit down and talk to me?" Jim had a hold of her arm, Barbara was startled as she looked up to find herself near the thick growth of trees at the far end of the shooting area. The girl looked up into the big man's eyes and felt some of her anger settle and then, slowly, drain away.
"Before . . . before we talk," Barbara said shyly. "I just heard something that I think you should know." Slowly at first, then with growing confidence Barbara repeated the conversation that she'd overheard at the trailer.
At first Jim's expression didn't change, but as Barbara went on and supplied all of the details a smile grew on his lips until it became a full-grown grin.
"Ha! I wondered what was happening! I wondered why Sam Spealman would take on such a cheesy script and use so many low price, washed-up people!" Jim let go of Barbara's arm and paced up and down the small clearing around them. "So! The great man has his ass in a crack, eh? Solly Barrone! Do you know who Solly is?" Barbara shook her head in bewilderment. "Mr. Barrone is none other than the West Coast Rep for an old and established 'family' of under the table investors! Sam must be desperate to do business with them, no matter what he does they'll own him! He'll have to run like a madman just to stay in one place with that mob!"
Jim walked back to her and put his arm around Barbara's shoulders. "I knew that Sam had some bad backers when he hired Rick Tolliver, that bastard would be in prison or the crazy-house if it wasn't for all the money that he owes around, but I never dreamt that it would turn out to be Solly Barrone!"
Jim turned to say something to her, their eyes met and Barbara felt the electric shock between her silky thighs. Jim moved closer and pulled the trembling girl up to him until her soft belly rubbed against his fly. "Thank you," the director said, simply. "What you've just told me might be very useful to me, thank you."
She was a fool! Barbara felt her anger slipping away as she melted up against the director's body. She should hate him, despise him but the only emotion that she felt was the slow, melting sensation in her belly as her face was tilted up for a kiss.
With each passing second Barbara softened a little more. When Jim slipped his tongue into her mouth she nursed at it like a starving child, when his big hands cupped and lifted at her ass-cheeks she forgot all about the soreness there and eagerly scrubbed the firm arch of her pelvis against the front of his pants.
Her blouse was open and the young blonde's shaking fingers were pulling the zipper of Jim's pants down when the snapping sound in the underbrush warned them that someone was coming. Barbara didn't care anymore, but Jim picked her up and quietly pulled her back among the trees just seconds before a man and a woman walked into the clearing and spread a blanket.
It was the color, Barbara recognized the blanket at once and felt the quick thrill of renewed excitement race through her. "It's Dawn Renay and her lunch," the girl giggled into Jim's ear. When the director grinned and tried to pull back she jerked at his arm and shook her head. "No! I want to watch! I want to," Barbara hissed and Jim shrugged and nodded in agreement.
Dawn had slipped out of her costume and all she wore now was a long dressing gown. From the care less way that the gown was wrapped around her it was easy to see that the famous actress was naked underneath it. "What did you say your name was, darling," Dawn said as she stepped forward and plastered herself up against the man's broad chest. "You told me your name but I forgot."
"My name is Dave, Miss Renay. Dave Forrest," the sound of the man's voice surprised Barbara and when he turned his head she was even more surprised, it wasn't a man, it was a teenaged boy!
"That's one of the kids that's an apprentice on the light gang," Jim whispered in Barbara's ear, the girl could hear the amusement in his voice. "Old Dawn is really working through the list, this kid can't be a day over seventeen!"
Barbara was way ahead of him, a clear and sharp burning sensation was building up in the knot of her stiffening clitoris, she watched raptly as the movie star murmured and whispered to the boy at the same time that she was rubbing her body against his. Dawn's robe had fallen open and the boy was staring down at the sensuous brunette's dark, turgid nipples.
When Dawn stepped back from the boy Barbara almost called out in surprise when she saw that the front of his jeans had been opened and the long, white pillar of his cock jutted out.
"You're such a lovely boy," Dawn purred as she knelt before the teenager and pulled his jeans down, then helped him slip out of his heavy boots. "I wish you'd been there last night, it was a wild party, you would have loved it!"
Once Dave was naked, Dawn paused long enough to slip free of her open robe; then she wrapped her arms around the kid's waist and began to massage his jerking hard-on with her large, firm breasts.
"You know that little blonde girl, the script girl? You should have seen her, darling. Sam made her the center-ring attraction! She is delicious, you should have seen her when Sam plugged that fat cock of his into her tiny asshole!! " Dawn groaned happily and caught the boy's swollen cock between her chin and her shoulder and caressed it that way, letting the dripping head of the dong wipe itself in her thick hair.
"It made me cum just watching her take that cock, dear, it really did," Dawn sighed as she pulled back a few inches and began to avidly lick at the boy's erection. 'That's why I was so happy when we met this morning, it was all that I could think about!"
Barbara felt her cheeks burning with embarrassment and peeked to her side to see how Jim was taking it. The tall director was staring intently at Dawn and the boy and the blond could see a growing lump under his fly.
Jim was so engrossed that he didn't respond when Barbara deftly finished unzipping him and then snaked his long, half-erect prick out and into her waiting palm.
The tall, sunburned boy was groaning, his eyes never left the incredible sight of the famous woman on her knees before him lovingly sucking and pulling on his cock. From time to time Dawn would look up at him and try to smile as she gave him head.
Once she was satisfied that the boy was as hard as he would get, the naked brunette gave the bloated head of his dong a last, lingering suck then pulled it free of her mouth. The actress reached into the pocket of her discarded robe and brought out a shiny tube. As she unscrewed the top of the tube and squirted some of the contents onto her fingers, the woman whispered to the trembling boy.
"It's going to be lovely! I'll show you how its done and I know that you'll dig it." After rubbing her palms together, Dawn began to work her hands up and down the solid, lightly haired stem of the boy's cock, coating it from balls to glans with a slippery looking gel. "I've been going crazy for it since last night, just do what I tell you and I'll be extra nice to you the next time, darling," the famous actress begged softly.
Once the penis was greased Dawn squirted another string of gel on the tips of her fingers and turned, with her back to the boy and began to work the gel back and forth over her own wrinkled, brown anal opening.
Barbara shuddered and began to jack Jim's long cock off with urgent, frantic strokes as she watched the other woman on the blanket. Dawn had pressed her forehead against the blanket, her tanned ass cheeks waved invitingly in front of the boy as a long, red-nailed finger caught a thick blob of the gel and forced it inside of her tiny opening. The woman groaned, her belly heaved and her free hand dove between her splayed thighs and two fingers were stuffed into the empty lips of her dark-furred cunt. For a few more minutes Dawn stayed like that, one finger buried to the knuckle of her tight asshole and two fingers working the lube that leaked out of her into a white, sticky froth.
"Uhhhhhhh," the brunette finally whispered as she jerked the finger out of her stretched anus. "Nowwwww!! Go on, boy! Please, put that lovely cock of yours in my ass, just the way I told you to do it!! "
Barbara trembled, she leaned forward and watched, straining along with Dawn as the boy inched up close behind the naked woman and let her guide the dripping, swollen head of his penis up to the dark flesh of her rectal opening. The script girl felt movement beside her and realized that Jim had pulled his totally erect cock out of her grip but she was so caught up in what was happening behind her that she paid him no attention.
"Awwwuuuggghhhh, so biggggg," the star whimpered. Barbara's own sore little asshole began to burn in sympathy as she watched inch after greased inch of the boy's cock slide into the straining woman's ass. Then, just as Dave had managed to cram all of himself into Dawn's stretched anal passage the script girl felt her own skirt being pulled high over her hips and her panties being jerked down to her knees.
Barbara was on her hands and knees as she peeked out at the two on the blanket. Jim had moved in behind her and was roughly pulling her thighs apart, working one thick finger in and out of the slippery lips of her pussy. Barbara didn't dare fight, she didn't dare make a sound because she wanted to see every dirty, twisted moment of what was happening before her, no matter what the man behind her intended to do with her wiggling, shivering body.
"Now fuck," Dawn chanted. "Fuck me you lovely, big-cocked kid! Just think someday you can tell someone that you fucked Dawn Renay in the ass and she begged you for more!" The two fingers were still buried in Dawn's bubbling cunt. She balanced on her forehead and used her free hand to help the shaking boy to establish a steady, driving rhythm as he sodomized her so perfectly!
"Awwwwhhhh!! Yessesss! That's perfect, hard and deep, lover," Dawn moaned happily. "Keep moving that big thing in and out of me, let me feel every inch of your beautiful sausage!! "
A long shuddering sigh leaked out of Barbara when the girl felt Jim move up against her and the delicious length of his well-remembered organ filled her yearning vagina in one, long thrust!
"Ooooooo, you're hurting me," Dawn squealed but when Dave tried to stop and withdraw the woman turned savage and rammed her shaking bottom back against him again. "Noooooo, don't pull it out! I want you to hurt me! Don't you understand? You have to hurt me and make me scream if it's going to be any good!"
Reaching back between her splayed thighs Dawn managed to catch the bewildered boy's hanging balls and squeeze them hard. Dave snorted, one of his big fists slammed down into the middle of the delighted woman's back and he bulled forward with his cock until Barbara thought that he would split her in half!
"Yesssss, that's the way, mean and hard, Dave! Punish me," the brunette gasped, her tongue was protruding out of her mouth as if the presence of the thick intruder in her bowels left no room for anything else inside of her. "Kill me with your dong, kid, make me scream for your hot, thick cum in my guts!! ! "
"Ohhhhhh, I love it, you're too much," Jim whispered in her ear. Barbara whimpered softly and began to play with her clitty as the long, hard pole of her lover's cock drove in and out of her. Jim went so beautifully deep that the blond pretended that the spouting head of his spear would come ripping out of her open mouth at any second. The girl shivered and waggled her ass as best she could, making the penis inside of her twist and jerk while she frantically rubbed at the swollen button of her clit.
"Ohhhhhh, Christ!! ! ! ! " Dave's howl of delight tore the air, the handsome teenager's back stiffened and he rammed himself to the balls in the yielding, brown flesh of the movie star's asshole. Barbara could imagine the hot gush of youthful cum spurting up into the brunette's belly and the thought alone pushed her over the brink!
"Aaaaaiiiieeee," Barbara screeched, not caring who heard her, not caring who saw it happening to her. "I'm cumming, ohhhhh, baby fuck me!! ! " From the other side of the bushes another high, feminine scream rose where Dawn Renay danced and wiggled as the groaning boy pumped long stringy jets of cum into her stretched, sucking asshole!! !
CHAPTER TEN
It was wonderful, the rest of the afternoon was exactly the way that Barbara had always thought that working on a film would be. She enjoyed herself, she thrilled when things went well and suffered with the others when they didn't. Every time that she would brush against Jim or their eyes would meet the lovely blond would feel that warm hunger in her belly and wish that they were back in the forest and that her man's long, stiff probe was popping in and out of her again.
At last the sun dipped behind the ridge and they had to stop filming. The cast and the crew chatted happily as they walked down the hill toward the trailer camp but the laughter and all of the talk abruptly died when they saw a large, black sedan pull up the road and come to a stop in front of Sam's trailer.
Once they were in the camp Barbara noticed that everyone in the group was careful to steer away from Sam and Delia, they all went to their trailers or the mess tent and left the producer to greet the passenger of the sedan alone.
"Isn't that something," Jim said, once they were in his trailer. "It's like something out of an old Warner Brothers gangster movie! I can't believe that the 'boys' still dress and behave like this, it's like time passed them by!" The big director paused a moment and then laughed as he opened his ice box and rummaged around in it, looking for something for them to eat.
Barbara tried to laugh too, but the humor wasn't there for her, the young blond could remember the sound of real fear in Sam and Delia's voices and the strong warning chill that ran up her spine killed any impulse to laugh.
Hours later the field phone by the door buzzed and even though she'd been waiting for it, the sound made Barbara jump. Jim looked at the phone and then at her and the girl could see the growing resolve in his face. But before he could answer she jumped to her feet and picked up the phone herself.
"Yes . . . yes, Delia . . . right away . . . I understand . . . yes." Jim was on his feet as she put the phone down, but Barbara didn't give him time to speak. "No! I know what you want but.. . I can't let you mess yourself up just because of me. Sam . . . could wreck you and I couldn't let that happen. We'll . . . think of something."
The big director was still standing in the middle of the room, staring after her, when Barbara shut the door and stepped out into the dark, mountain night.
You 're a liar the voice inside of her whispered. Barbara shook her head angrily but the voice wouldn't stop. You're a liar and a whore! You let him think that you are sacrificing something, that you are going down there against your will when you know it's a lie.
It was a lie! The voice was telling the truth, the blood was bubbling in her veins, her pink nipples were growing hard and pointed and pressing out against her blouse and between the silk and warmth of her thighs Barbara could feel her soft pussy swelling and growing beautifully moist.
The young blond tapped on the door of the trailer and waited, there were lights on inside but they weren't as bright as they had been last night and there was no heavy thump and throb of music pouring out into the night. After a few moments the blond heard the muffled thud of footsteps coming to the door and then the door swung open and she was met by an ugly man wearing a dark, perfectly cut suit.
For a long moment, Barbara stood staring up at the man, she was aware of the unreasoning fear that was building up inside of her, but she also felt the charge of electric arousal that his very ugliness ignited between her smooth, rounded thighs.
"It's all right, Vinny," Delia called out in a strained voice. "She's the girl that I just called."
The swarthy man's expression didn't change as he stepped aside to allow Barbara to pass, but the girl thought that she could see the glitter of interest in his dark eyes as she brushed by him.
There were only a few people sitting around the living room area of the trailer, it wasn't a party, at least not a party like the one the night before. As she was being introduced the pretty blond could see the strained smiles on Sam and Rick's faces, she heard the nervous quaver in Delia's voice.
"This is Mr. Barrone, one of our backers and his . . . associates." the brunette finished lamely when she realized that she didn't know the last names of the two goons who were guarding Solly Barrone.
Solly gave Barbara a brief but penetrating glance that made the girl feel as if she'd just been stripped naked, then he nodded and turned his attention back to little Becky Marsh.
As soon as she sat on the couch Barbara could sense the powerful undercurrent of sexual excitement all around her. It was as if everyone in the room was tensely waiting for a signal.
"Sit up here on my lap, baby," Solly said in a deep, scratchy voice. "Let Uncle Solly see how nice you look in the dress he brought for you to wear." Without hesitation the little girl clambered up onto the gangster's lap and preened for him.
Becky looked beautiful, her long brown hair had been brushed until it gleamed, she wore a frilly little girls dress that was much too short and rode all the way to the tops of her thighs when she sat. Barbara could see the white froth of lace that edged the little girl's panties. The child actress wore long, white stockings that almost reached her knees and shiny black shoes, in short she was perfect for the part.
Everyone in the room sat very, very still and watched as Solly acted out his seduction scene. "Ummmmm, you look pretty, honey," the darkly handsome man said, his manicured hand patted Becky's bare thigh-flesh and the girl smiled and wiggled happily on his lap.
"Does the dress fit all right? I hope it isn't too tight for you." Pretending to check the fit of the frock Solly ran his hand up under Becky's dress. The movement of the man's hand pulled the frilly hem up with it and Barbara could plainly see dark, hairy fingers pinching and probing the outline of the child's vulva.
Becky smiled, shyly she nibbled at her lip, then sighed and leaned back against Solly's arm as she spread her slender, hairless thighs a few inches. Solly's fingers had pressed the material of the child's panties into her wet little crack and every movement he made obviously excited her. In moments the man had the pretty child wiggling and rolling her hips, Barbara could imagine the firm little ass cheeks massaging the smiling man's growing cock.
"Ohhhhh, you like that when Uncle Solly plays with your fat little pussy? That's good, honey, but I think we should take this dress off before it gets all messed up, don't you?" Becky's eyes looked sleepy and hooded as she dreamily nodded her head. "OK. Let Delia help you undress, baby," the gangster said in an eager voice.
Suddenly Barbara found that she couldn't watch anymore, looking around, the girl caught sight of Mona Marsh. Becky's mother sat primly on the edge of a chair, her eyes moved restlessly around the room, looking at everything but what was happening to her twelve year old daughter. From time to time the nervous woman would take a long pull on a tall drink that she clutched. Each time that she moved her head the slim woman's glasses would flash, giving her a strange, inhuman look. Barbara caught herself wondering what it must be like to sit there and watch a man molest a child and know that you were the one who sold her to him.
A rustling sound pulled Barbara's attention reluctantly back to the little girl. Delia was on her knees beside the child, she'd just put the folded dress to one side and was about to roll the long, white stockings down the lovely little girl's legs when Solly shook his head and held out his hand.
The little girl was smiling when she gracefully hopped up on his lap and settled back against Solly's chest, all she wore was a pair of sheer, lacy panties, her shiny shoes and long stockings. For a long, sensuous moment the man just ran the flat of his palm over the tiny swellings of Becky's budding little breasts. The child began to tremble and rotate her firm little bottom. Then Solly boldly thrust his big hand under the waist band of Becky's panties and began to play with her.
"Oooooooo, that feels nice, Uncle Solly," Becky whispered, speaking for the first time. Solly
Barrone looked up from the half-naked child that he was fingering and realized that everyone in the room was watching him. The man scowled and looked pointedly at Sam.
The balding producer swallowed nervously when he saw the look. "Hey, let's not just sit here, let's all have us a little fun!! "
That was the signal that everyone was waiting for. Barbara saw Sam catch Delia by the wrist and pull the lovely brunette to him. Rick Tolliver's grin was still a bit shaky but he motioned to Mona Marsh and the trembling woman obediently got to her feet and moved to join the handsome star.
Barbara was so busy watching the others that she didn't see him coming until the big, ugly man named Vinney took ahold of her wrist and pulled her to her feet. The lovely blonde looked up into the man's brutal face and shivered as drops of love juice squirted out of her puffing, dampening sex.
"Take it cool," the big man rumbled at her. "I ain't gonna hurt you or nothing like that." Still holding her wrist, the man turned and headed for a pile of cushions thrown in the corner of the room.
"Take your stuff off," the man grunted. For a moment Barbara felt insulted that he would be so casual and blunt with her, but when she looked into his dark eyes her knees began to shake and she meekly did as she was told and stripped her shapely body naked.
Vinney didn't look at her as he took off his coat, then carefully placed a heavy, blue automatic on the floor beside the cushions.
Barbara felt the warm air in the trailer circulate over her lush body, felt it creep in between her thighs and ruffle the soft, blonde hairs that covered her burning pussy. The lovely blonde stared at the frightening gun and felt a powerful, sexual shock! Barbara didn't move, she stood very still and waited for the man, not daring to say or do anything until she was told.
When he'd folded his slacks then kicked off his shorts, the big man turned back to face her and Barbara heard herself moaning softly as she stared hungrily at his thick, gnarled tree-trunk of a cock.
Vinney stared at Barbara and as he did he wrapped his fingers around his stiffening dong and jerked at it, making it grow even longer and thicker before her eyes.
The lovely girl felt her feet taking her forward and didn't resist, she had the strangest feeling that all of this had happened before. Barbara felt happy, as if she'd been waiting for this moment all of her life. Vinney didn't say a word as the girl replaced his hand on his cock with both of her own and then gently began to frig at it, letting the thick drops of his lube wet her fingers and then oil the terrible, knobby length and width of his spear of flesh.
All of the shame was gone, all of the shyness and fear had evaporated, Barbara felt secure and at home as her soft hands made love to the ugly man's throbbing cock.
A faint, broken grin creased Vinney's face and he slipped an arm around Barbara's waist and pulled her up to him. "You like to fuck? Are you going to give me a good time, blondie?"
Barbara's nipples grew into painful needle points and she eagerly pressed herself against the man's solid, hairy body, the words gushed out of her easily. "Oooooo, yesssss, I'll do anything that you want, Vinney."
It was right, Barbara loved the feeling of surrender, she realized how good it felt to put her glowing, twitching body in the man's hands and give him the freedom to use her in any way that he wanted.
"Yeah," the big man breathed in her ear as he pulled Barbara down on the cushions with him. "You're little, I like to fuck little broads." He didn't have to touch her, he didn't have to rouse the lust inside of her, Barbara was ready in a second. The lovely girl's pussy was wet, her heart was hammering inside of her the moment that they lay side by side.
The young blonde still clutched at the man's huge dong and as she stared at it she felt an almost painful urge to have it inside of her, in her mouth, her cunt, in her ass, anywhere!
Barbara wiggled close against Vinney's body and began to lick and whisper in his ear. "Do you want me to suck your cock? Would it make it feel good if I licked and sucked on your big, fat cock?"
The freedom that she felt was a little frightening, Barbara felt as if she were driving down a hill with no brakes as she rubbed her smooth, lovely body against the man and eagerly masturbated him.
Vinney didn't bother to answer her with words, his hand caught Barbara by the shoulder and roughly pushed her down until she lay curled across his hairy belly, her pink tongue darting and flashing over the post of flesh before her.
The young script girl was able to look around at the other couples as she stretched her mouth wide and crammed the bloated knob of the gangster's cock inside. She sucked and licked at the glans as her eyes darted around the room.
Delia was naked and knelt before the couch, the older brunette rested her elbows on the coffee table while Sam hunched and rammed himself into her from the rear. Barbara was excited by the sway and j iggle of the lovely woman's heavy breasts and when she remembered how nice it was to suck and tongue those thick nipples she whimpered with excitement.
Rick Tolliver lay back on the couch, his big body was nude and his long cock was half hard as he watched Mona Marshall perform. The woman knelt before him, her blouse was gone, and her skirt was pulled up over her hips as she lewdly finger-fucked herself. Mona still wore her glasses and looked like a prim librarian as she gave the movie star a private showing of her wet cunt.
But the best was Becky and Solly. When she saw the man and the child on the bed Barbara almost had a climax! Solly was naked, his penis was erect and more than half of it was stuffed in the wiggling little girl's dripping mouth. Even across the room the blonde could hear the rasping, bubbling sounds the child made as she tried to suck the man off.
Becky's panties and shoes were gone, but she still wore the long stockings. They made her look even more pornographic as she lay belly down on the bed and greedily gobbled the man's flesh.
Solly was smiling down at the little girl as her head bobbed in his lap. He supported himself with one hand and was using the forefinger of the other to work in and out between the clenched globes of the girl's clenched ass cheeks. From where she was Barbara couldn't tell if he was fingering her little pussy or her tiny asshole!
The musky taste of Vinney's cock had flooded her mouth, Barbara eagerly drank a mouthful of mixed lube and saliva and moaned with excitement as the sticky drink slid down her throat and into her belly.
The big man's hand cupped her soft, cushiony bottom and the blonde lifted one leg in a blunt, obscene invitation for him to touch her burning vulva. A thick fingertip stirred in between the hairy folds of her cunt and then flicked hard against the pulsating tip of her clitoris. "Auuuugggghhhh, God, that hurts," Barbara whimpered as she tore her lips away from his dripping cock-head. But Vinney ignored her protests and did it again. This time the lovely blonde's shapely ass began to wiggle and in seconds she was on her knees, shaking and waggling her defenseless bottom against his hand.
Fingers twined in her hair and the delighted blonde felt herself roughly jerked around and pulled up on Vinney's body. Her scalp stung and the soft flesh of her inner thighs was scratched by the hairy body beneath her, but Barbara didn't mind. When she tried to reach down between her open thighs and fit the head of Vinney's powerful bar of flesh into her the big man rudely slapped her hand away and did it himself.
There was an evil, careless excitement inside of her, Barbara whimpered and wiggled as Vinney ran the mushroom shaped head of his cock up and down between her lube slick pussy lips. She heard her voice begging and wheedling at him before she knew that she intended to speak.
"Put it in!! Don't you understand? Put your fat cock in me and fuck me, Vinney, now!! " Barbara tried to force herself down on the upright post beneath her, but Vinney only laughed and held her away with one hand while he casually slapped her face with the other.
"Shut up cunt," the big man grunted. "I'll fuck you when I want to." The slap hurt her but Barbara shrugged the pain aside and tried even harder to screw her pulsating, open vagina mouth down on the purple knob beneath her.
"What's the matter, can't none of these fairy actors around here fuck you right, kid?" Vinney laughed at her when Barbara moaned in response. "All right, blondie, I'll fuck you if you need it that bad."
She wasn't ready, Barbara didn't know what he was going to do when he gripped her narrow waist with both hands and jerked her down on the fat post that was nuzzling between the frothing lips of her yearning pussy.
"Awwwww!! ! " the lovely blond screamed. Her supple back arched and she sat stiffly upright as the man pulled her down on his horrible cock in one stretching, ripping motion! "You're going to . . . kill me," Barbara grunted helplessly as the gnarled cock made room inside of her tight, gushing love sheath. The beautiful girl could feel every hair, every swollen and distended vein of the cock as it bulled against the walls of her vagina. "It's sooooooo big," the blond moaned and beads of sweat popped out on her upper lip and in her hairline. t
Inch by inch Barbara felt herself slipping down on the cock, she could feel the love juice pouring out of her as her sex vainly tried to lubricate the penis and ease it's journey into her shaking belly.
"Oggghhhhh, God," the blond whimpered. Her belly muscles tightened, her fingers clawed at Vinney's muscular shoulders as she helped him by pulling her resisting body down on his post of meat. "It's never been like this before," Barbara babbled. "I've never felt so full, so perfectly full in all my life!"
Vinney grinned up at her and began to rotate his hips. Barbara gasped then squealed as the monster inside of her began to twist and turn, the hairy base of the cock rubbed and scratched against her greedy clit until it brought her off!
"Aaaaahhhh . . . aaaaiiiieeee!! ! " Barbara screamed shamelessly, she knew that every eye in the room was turned to her as she jerked and flopped on the end of the cock. "I'm cummmminnnggg!! ! ! Oh God, slam it to me. You're making me cummmmm!! ! ! "
Bright, terrifying bursts of pleasure shocked her system. Barbara shook and moaned as a flood of her love lube gushed out around Vinney's cock and wet her thighs and his heaving belly. She was forced to gasp for air as each spasm seemed to wring her out and rip her apart. Barbara's heart was thundering under her ribs and vile, obscene things leaked out of her mouth.
"Fuck . . . ahhhh fuck me harder!! Ohhh, baby, plug me with your cock, faster, harder!! ! "
Finally the spasms began to die, Vinney still bucked and thrust under her, ramming his impossibly thick cock in and out of her. But, when she thought she was finished the lovely, sweating blond felt something warm and wet running up and down the tight crack between her buttocks. Looking over her shoulder the girl stared in disbelief as she watched Mona Marsh, on her knees, avidly licking and sucking at her defenseless little anus.
"Ohhhhhh, noooooo," Barbara moaned as the tongue flicked and pressed against her rear opening. "Don't . . . ohhhhh don't . . . aaaagggghhhh!! ! I'm cumming again . . . aaaaiiiieeee!! ! ! "
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Barbara moaned as she felt the firm meat plunging in and out of her drenched cunt. The young script girl opened her eyes and looked past a man's heaving shoulder and saw the clock on the wall. Two hours, she'd only been here two hours yet it felt as if she'd been taking hard, upright cocks into her tight cunt for days!
"Is it good, lady? You like it deep and hard like this?" Barbara groaned and forced her bottom to perform a weak wiggling motion as she focused her eyes on the man who lay on top of her.
It was the other bodyguard, it took the sweating, sighing girl a few moments before she could remember his name. It was Jake, Jake Shultz. The base of the blond man's rigid cock was brushing lightly over the sore, tender nubbin of her clit and Barbara almost began to cry when she realized that she wasn't too tired to cum again, her thighs shook and rose until they clamped the man's sides like a jockey on a horse. The exhausted girl rocked her pelvis and helped Jake whip his deliciously hard prod in and out of her.
"Agghhh . . . that's good, bitch," the blond man gasped. The head of Jake's cock jerked and then Barbara felt the warm sluice of a fresh load of cum fill her. "Unnnggghhhh, shake your ass!! "
The second that he was finished squirting his sticky load into her bubbling cunt the man's cock began to soften and the pace of his stroke slowed. Barbara whimpered and hugged him tight as she frantically tried to gain her own pleasure against the wilting rod of flesh.
"Don't," the lovely girl pleaded. "Keep on going, don't leave me up in the air like this. Make me cum, damn you!! "
Jake laughed at Barbara's feeble blows as he pulled back. The girl whimpered and slapped at him as his soft, limp cock popped free of her blond, cum smeared snatch and dangled between his legs.
"Look at her," Jake called out as he stood up. "Fucked four times and the little slut still wants more!! " Barbara began to cry, she rolled over on her side and hid her face from the rest of them as the greedy desire chewed and gnawed at her insides.
"Shit, I'm fucked out for a while," Rick Tolliver called out. "Why don't we let old Mona and hot box there stage a little demonstration for us, that might warm me up!"
Barbara heard the star's vulgar comments and shuddered. Since the party had begun he had become more and more outrageous. Solly Barrone had laughed at him and urged him on while he had used Mona Marsh in every rotten way that he could think of.
She heard the sound of stumbling footsteps coming toward her and Barbara looked up just in time to see Rick shove a crying, blubbering Mona at her. The other woman stumbled again and fell sprawling against Barbara's naked, sweating body.
"Ohhhhhh, God," the little girl's mother whimpered as she repeatedly ran her hand through her short, dark hair. "I didn't want it like this, I never knew that it would be like this," Mona gasped. "He did terrible things to me, he even . . . peed on me!! ! " The woman's tears subsided and Barbara found herself cradling her face against her bared, swollen breasts.
Nasty, unreal fingers of excitement began to flow up and down her spine when Barbara thought about what she'd seen Rick do to Mona in the bathroom. She'd been on her knees, moaning and humping her back while Sam Spealman had worked his dong in and out of her. The door had swung open and the blond could remember the sick, twisting sensation in her belly when she saw the tall movie star with the woman. Even now, when she thought about it, Barbara couldn't stop herself from sneaking a peek at the big man's flaccid cock.
Rick had jerked Mona's head up as she knelt before him, he held his limp prick in one hand and angrily shook her by the hair until she opened her eyes and looked up into his face. Rick had laughed and Barbara had seen the muscles in his belly tighten and a sparkling, yellow spray of urine had spurted out of his cock and drenched the screaming stage-mother's face and hair.
"He made me drink it," Mona mumbled against Barbara's nipple. The blond remembered how Mona had jerked and coughed as the hot piss flooded her open mouth and then the way that she began to climax and scream as her throat worked and she swallowed a mouthful.
"Get on with it, Mona," Tex called out from the couch. "If you don't bring that little blond cunt off I'll fuck you in the ass again and you know how much you love that!! "
Mona shuddered and forced her trembling arms to push her away from the warm cushion of Barbara's body. The brunette's eyes were red and pleading for understanding as she began to whisper.
"Please help me, I didn't know what it would be like! Mr. Spealman told me that he wouldn't hurt her, he told me that it was the only way that my Becky could get a part. I didn't know that he would turn her into a thing, an animal that fucks and sucks on command!! "
Over Mona's shoulder Barbara could see the little girl laying sound asleep on the bed, her face was turned toward them and the blond could see a drying trickle of white cum running out of the corner of her slack mouth and down over her chin.
"Mona," Tex called again, this time both women could hear the dangerous anger in the big man's voice. "I said bring that bitch off or I'll fix you good!"
"I've never done it before, I.. . never wanted to," Mona sighed, but as she said that her elbows bent and still kneeling, the woman lowered her head until her lips were brushing against the tips of the blonde's pointed breasts.
There had been something strange about the way that Mona had denied any interest in women but Barbara was too excited to pay any attention, the girl stared greedily as the lips began to nip and suck at her white globes.
It didn't take long, in a matter of seconds a small group of naked people surrounded them while Mona sucked and squeezed at Barbara's glowing tits. The older woman moaned and mumbled something while her long, coated tongue began to bathe the blonde, working up under the firm, hanging swell to lap up the coating of salty sweat that covered them.
A hand reached down in front of Barbara's face and pushed her back against the cushions. Mona didn't follow her and the moaning stage mother transferred her attention to the blonde's shaking belly and the thick ruff of blond curls that hid her sloppy cunt from their prying eyes.
"Look at her go," a voice said with a sneer. "She told me that she wasn't a butch but the way that she sucks cunt makes her out a liar!" Barbara heard Delia giggle and looked to see the handsome brunette cupping and stroking Rick's long cock in an effort to make him hard again.
"Anyone would dig it if they had Barbara's sweet little cunt to eat," the assistant producer said with a twisted smile. "I might even enjoy a bite or two myself!"
Mona had pressed Barbara's smooth, white thighs high and wide and her mouth was making obscene smacking sounds as she sucked and tongued the thick flow of love juice and cum from the unresisting blonde's vulva.
"You should have told me more about this little fox," Solly growled at Sam. The producer looked worried but didn't say a word. "She looks about as good as that little cunt on the bed."
The gangster's hairy hand caught one of Barbara's wobbling, red tipped breasts and squeezed it. The blonde's body jerked, her head and her heels dug into the cushions and she arched up in a feeble effort to ease the pain of his torturous grip!
"How about a nice sandwich?" Solly's laughing question bewildered Barbara at first. The girl moaned and shook as a rough hand pinched and cruelly squeezed at her elongated nipple. "You and me, Vinney, let's give this chick a popping she won't ever forget!"
A big hand caught Mona by the shoulder and jerked the gasping brunette away from Barbara, the girl moaned unhappily when the woman's long, wriggling tongue was torn from the grip of her pussy and when she tried to stuff her own finger inside of herself to bring herself to the orgasm that she needed her hand was rapped aside and she felt herself being lifted in the air.
Solly Barrone carried Barbara under his arm as if she -were a doll. As they approached the rumpled bed, Sam darted in ahead of them and scooped the sleepy, protesting Becky up and sat her on the floor beside them.
Vinney grinned at her as he lay down, Barbara was lowered so that she knelt astride his hairy thighs and she moaned when she felt his half hard cock rubbing againt her stiff, burning little love bud.
"Get his cock in that good looking snatch of yours," Solly demanded but Barbara was too frightened and too nervous to manage. Delia moved in beside her and the girl sighed gratefully when the older brunette caught the firming flesh and stuffed it into the greedy mouth of her wet and ready muff.
"Again! . . . Ohhhhh, God, do it again," Barbara gasped as the ugly man thrust himself up inside of her. Each time that he fed her greedy cunt his meat it became stiffer and more powerful. It only took Vinney a few, bottom shaking thrusts to bring Barbara to the trembling verge of another of her climaxes.
"Oooooo," the delighted blonde whimpered as she shook her bottom and rode up and down on the fat cock that filled her. "Aaaaahhhhh lover, give it to me hard!! "
While she was still gasping and rolling her sweet hips Barbara felt someone move in behind her. At first the girl didn't mind, the feel of another warm body pressed against hers, the touch of a hand as it moved up and down the jiggling crease between her ass cheeks was pleasant. But then the blonde gasped and her whole body began to shake with fear.
A thick finger had hooked in the soft, puckered flesh of her anus and was pulling at it! Barbara whimpered and tried to twist away from the second intruder but the rigid post of Vinney's cock held her in place as Solly stretched and opened her tight, tingling little asshole.
"Oooooo, noooooo," Barbara pleaded breathlessly. "Don't, Mr. Barrone, I couldn't stand two of them like that, ohhh, please, don't do a terrible thing like that to me!! "
"Shhhhh, kid," Solly whispered in her ear as he slipped his finger out of her anus and began to work the greased head of his hardening cock against her puckered rostte. "You'll love it. The two of us are artists, we'll double fuck you until you won't be happy with it any other way! Just relax, let yourself go soft so that I can plug that tight ass of yours."
The fear inside of her raged and pulled at her but there was something in the man's voice. Against her will, the trembling girl felt her resisting muscles go slack and soft. The muscles around Barbara's clenched ass turned to butter and seemed to let her straining flesh reach out and suck at the tip of the handsome gangster's erection.
"Look, look over here, baby," Delia's voice purred. Barbara's hanging head turned and the moment that her eyes focused on what the ex-actress held, a new, frenzied hunger flamed to life in her belly.
Delia had torn a large mirror down from the wall and held it propped up on the edge of the bed. At first all that she could see was the thick juice-coated shaft of Vinney's cock as it moved in and out of her cunt in steady, soothing strokes. The blonde could see the hairy base of the prick kiss and rub against the hard knot of her clit and just seeing it made the sensation even nicer. Then Delia moved the mirror around until, by turning her head the lovely girl could watch as Solly Barrone began to force the drooling tip of his greased cock against the brown circle of flesh that protected her glowing asshole!!
Barbara moaned and shivered, her nipples grew painfully hard and sharp as she watched the knob force it's way past the spongy circle of her sphincter and enter her. The lovely girl felt a fine dew of sweat break out on her body and wished that Mona was there to lick it off as she was taken front and rear.
Solly grunted with pleasure as the muscle of her ass milked and tugged at his cock. The man's fingers tightened on her spread cheeks and the girl gasped with excitement and pain as she watched the swollen tube of flesh enter her rectum, the soft, puckered flesh clung to him and seemed to be pulled into her with it.
"Ugggghhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh," Barbara grunted obscenely as the two fat cocks that plunged in and out of her met, separated only by a paper-thin wall of membrane she could tell that they were bumping and rubbing against each other and the knowledge of that obscene fact drove her into a delicious madness.
"All right," the panting girl shouted at the two men who were taking her. "What's the matter with you two big, bad men? Can't you fuck me? Why don't you really give it to me, make me feel you in there!! " She got what she wanted, the girl screamed with pain and then with joy as the two stiff rammers began to bounce her between them. In seconds the two men established a rhythm. When Vinney was thrusting up into her squirting cunt, Solly was withdrawing, the suction of his departing cock setting up a delicious friction that threatened to pull her insides out with it. Then, when Solly would slam himself forward, making the springy, muscular flesh of her cheeks ripple and shake with the power of the blow, Vinney would be retreating, leaving room for her warm, slippery love lube to squirt out of her and oil his huge, gnarled piston.
There was movement around her but Barbara didn't pay any attention until someone grasped her hand and forced it up around something hard and warm. Opening her eyes Barbara saw that Sam had pressed in beside the bed and she was jacking him off, working his thick cock back into a firm erection.
Barbara heard Delia gasp on the other side of the bed and looked over to see the naked brunette being elbowed aside by Jake. The blonde gangster grinned at her and the girl didn't need to be told what to do, letting the two cocks that were slamming into her and the one that she was already masturbating support her she managed to wrap her fingers around the man's penis and begin to jerk and tug at it as well. It was beautiful, her ass, her pussy, both her hands were crammed full of hard, demanding cock, it was delicious!
"Let me in there, damn it, let me in there!! " Rick Tolliver's handsome face looked pale and angry as he kicked Mona out of the way and crawled up on the bed beside Barbara. The whimpering, sighing blonde looked down between the man's thighs and watched with greedy interest as his cock stiffened and pulled up taut against his belly.
There was no need for force, Barbara's tongue was already out of her mouth and she was ready, she would have sucked him without the use of force. But Rick didn't want it that way. The handsome man seemed angry and demanding as he gripped the girl's ear and pulled her around so that he could jam the fat knob of his big cock into her mouth. Barbara whimpered with pain, but just the same her tongue began to worm up and down the thick vein under the crown, she loved the musky, salty taste of the cock and realized that she was sucking the taste of Mona Marsh's slobbery cunt away from the flesh.
Rick grunted and pulled the straining script girl's head closer to his belly as he forced the full length of his dong over her tongue and into her straining throat. The lovely girl gagged and bucked, she felt the flanged glans fucking in and out of her throat and was overcome by the terror of choking to death.
"Ha, ha, ha," Rick laughed cruelly as Barbara fought to free herself from his thick cock. "I could kill her like this, look at her wiggle around!" There was a dull, smacking sound and then the handsome movie star let out a pained yelp.
Instantly the cock backed out of her throat and Barbara was able to draw a ragged, gasping breath. Looking up the girl was gratified to see Rick rubbing a growing lump on his jaw, Solly had reached over her straining, tortured back and hit him!
"Watch your ass, faggot! You've caused us enough trouble in the past with that crazy stuff! That's why you're so deep in hock to us now, don't you ever tired of roughing up dames and then having to come running to me to get you out of trouble?"
Gratefully, Barbara rotated her sweaty bottom and rocked the straining muscles in her bowels to squeeze tight around the man's stiff dong, milking and kissing at it. The motion was good for Vinney too and in seconds the big bodyguard was groaning and snorting with pleasure as he unloaded another thick wad of cum deep insdie of Barbara's tight cunt.
"Oooooohhhhhh," the blonde moaned. "Ut fulls guud," she mumbled around the fat cock that she still sucked and tongue. "He's cumming un mu, ooohhhhhhhh!! "
Almost at the same time Solly roared his pleasure and his flashing cock gave Barbara's slippery intestines a lovely cum bath!!
It all happened at once, the lovely girl could feel the hot cum gushing into her pussy and her stretched and tingling anus, her supple body twisted and bucked as the slime drooled and gushed out of her drenched body and her frantic actions brought on her own powerful orgasm.
"Unnnnnggggghhhhhhhhh," the girl moaned, the breath gushed out of her so hard that it pulled her lips away from Rick's bloated cock.
"Aaaaaaiiiieeeeeee, it's sooooo, gooooood," the girl screamed then she screamed again when the famous star shouted beside her and a thick stream of cum jetted out of the head of his cock and spattered into her open mouth. Barbara coughed and whimpered as her sperm coated tongue worked around her lips to find the last delicious drops.
"Aggghhh, shit, her it comes!! " Jake's groan of pleasure was accompanied by Sam's as the two jerking cocks that she was masturbating erupted and began to spit their drool all over the naked, screaming girl's body. It was in her hair, on her face, dripping from her swaying breasts, running down and mingling with the sweat that poured off of her back.
"Unnnnggggghhhh, ohhhhhh my Goddddddddd," Barbara screamed as she fell foward. "Do it again, do it to me again and again!! "
CHAPTER TWELVE
Barbara lay flat on her back on the rumpled bed, Becky was bending over her, carefully washing away the last traces of the dried and crusted cum that had been smeared over her shapely body.
Her animal passions had finally faded and for the first time in hours the young script girl was able to think clearly. Barbara refused to allow herself to think about the things she'd said and done during the savage orgy, she forced herself to concentrate on finding a way out the terrible mess that she found herself in.
"I'm afraid, Miss Barbara," Becky whispered in her ear when she worked the damp cloth over the blonde's face. "At first it was fun but these men.. . scare me and they . . . hurt me too." The little girl shyly pressed her palm between her slim thighs to indicate where she had been hurt.
Without thinking Barbara wrapped her arms around Becky and pulled the pretty little girl down beside her on the bed. Becky sighed and seemed to relax a little when Barbara pulled her close against her bruised and sensitive breasts.
"I think they hurt my mama too," the little girl whispered fearfully. "I heard her crying but I didn't dare go see what the matter was." Barbara felt a flash of mixed shame and excitement run up her spine when she heard the little girl. She'd been there, she'd seen Rick Tolliver brutally and roughly sodomize Mona and then spank her until the poor woman ran out of the trailer. The sound of the man's big palm slapping against Mona's exposed ass still ran in her ears and Barbara was troubled when she remembered how she'd screamed and held the writhing brunette down on the cushions while the sadistic movie star brutalized her. There was no doubt, she had to get away from these people before they turned her into another Mona Marsh!
"Help me Miss Barbara, I'll do anything you ask if you'll help me and my mama get away from Mr. Tolliver and his friends." To prove that she meant what she said, Becky lowered her tear stained face and then abjectly began to kiss and suck at Barbara's nipples. The blonde felt a guilty blush of desire wet the lips of her freshly washed pussy and for a few moments she weakened and allowed the child to arouse her. "I like you," Becky whispered. "I'll suck you, I'll do all the nice things for you that Miss Delia taught me to do."
Barbara was ashamed of herself but she couldn't bring herself to stop the little girl until she had wiggled down between her soft thighs and began to lick and suck at the folds that hid her sore and worn pussy from prying eyes.
But, when she moved to pull Becky back up beside her it was already too late!! Barbara heard someone thrash up off of the chair beside the bed and looked up into the angry, contorted face of Sam Spealman.
The balding producer looked tired and worn as he reached for Becky and tried to pull her away from Barbara. "Leave her alone! She's mine, bought and paid for and no one can use her unless I say so!"
There was the look of madness in the man's face and Barbara didn't dare oppose him. But, before he could pull the resisting little girl off of the bed, Solly Barrone's sleepy voice .stopped Sam in his tracks.
"Shit!! ! Can't you leave the broads alone for a minute, Sam?" The gang leader looked grumpy and rumpled as he sat up and brushed his dark hair back from his face, Delia lay beside the man and the moment she heard his voice she sat up, her eyes wide with worry and growing fear.
Solly got to his feet and found a towel that he wrapped around his naked middle. "I was trying to get some sleep you dumb little asshole but since you're so full of beans let's talk a little business."
Sam seemed to shrivel, he looked around and licked at his dry lips before he could speak. "Of course, Solly . . . sure, why not?" The confident smile flickered on his face but it died and the muscles of his cheeks fell, leaving him looking older than before. "I.. . I wanted to go over the books with you and then.. . "
Sam's rush of words were stilled when Solly shook his head and moved closer. "No, I don't want to look at the books. I know what the books say," the dark haired man murmured, he gave Sam a bleak smile and took ahold of one of his hands. "The books say that I gave you two million hard ones, they say that you pissed more than half of that away on a script and production that isn't worth shit and on a cast that isn't worth shit and that you went twenty percent over budget on the interior stuff that you shot in town."
By that time Sam was trembling, Barbara saw Delia get to her feet and hurriedly slip into a robe as Solly Barrone went on. "What I want to see now is a rough cut of the stuff you already have in the can. I have a bad feeling, Sam. I have a feeling that you've shit on me, that you've wasted my cash on these imagine trailers, on the broads and on the booze. And now I have the feeling that you're going to try and palm off a tired old turkey on me and try to call us even!"
Sam's face was white, his hands were shaking terribly. Barbara remembered all the things that Jim had told her and was afraid, that was exactly what Sam had done to Solly and now she was going to be in the cross-fire when the gangster found out!
"No . . . noooo, that's not it at all," Sam Spealman stuttered. Despite her fear and nervousness Barbara was happy to see the little man squirm. After the way that Sam had used her and Becky and even Delia, the bastard deserved everything that he was getting!! "
"I told Jim Walters to patch up a rough cut already, he'll have it and we can show it and then you'll see that we've got us a winner here," the naked little man babbled. He looked so foolish that Barbara wondered how she could have ever admired him.
At last Solly let go of Sam's hand and nodded. "Call him but if it's as bad as I hear it is I'm going to have your ass, Sam! I'm going to have it mounted and hung on my wall!! "
Solly turned away and began to dress as Sam dialed Jim's number. "Walters? This is Sam, bring that cut over here and god help you if it doesn't look good!" The moment that he put the phone down Delia was all over the shaking man.
"What are you doing? If he gets a good look at the mess that we've shot Solly will kill you and I'll end up in one of his whore houses down in Rio somewhere!! ! "
"Shut up," Sam hissed as he pulled Delia closer. "I told that bastard Walters that he'd better come up with something that looks great or he'll be fired. He can't take that, I knew that he was in a bind when I hired him, he has to do right by me!! "
Barbara felt sick, the thought of Jim trying to save Sam Spealman made her think less of the tall director and she was just beginning to feel that she might be able to like him.
Solly wore a pair of slacks and a shirt when he sat down on the chair beside the bed. Barbara stared at him and felt a frightening flush of excitement in her veins when he looked at her.
"How about you, cunt? You like it, working for a has-been like Spealman? If you want you could hang around with me, go on trips and . . . have a good time." Barbara's throat was so dry that she couldn't make a sound. Deep inside of her the lovely girl knew that living with this man would ruin her forever yet the dark, twisting lust between her thighs dared her to do it, dared her to go with him and burn bright for as long as she was able.
Solly waited for a moment then shrugged. "Think it over, kid, I'll check on you later." Barbara didn't have a chance to answer before the front door of the trailer banged open and Jim strode in. Barbara was amazed by the look of confidence and satisfaction on the tall director's rugged face.
Not a word was said until Jim had the film out of the can and threaded into the projector. "Turn off the lights, Delia," Jim said quietly, as if there was nothing wrong in the world.
It was incredible, the small screen at the end of the room leapt to life as the film jumped on. There was no sound, no music, nothing to distract from the sharply focused images on the screen. The story line leapt and jerked along in the roughly edited version but there was more than enough to tell how terribly, truly awful the movie was!! Jim had made no effort to delete the mistakes and the bad angles and when there was a shot of Rick Tolliver running across a courtyard and trying to leap aboard a horse, the laughter squirted out of Barbara and Becky!
Tolliver leapt high in the air, the coat tails of his long uniform coat flowing behind him. Rick leapt high but not high enough and when he struck the side of the startled horse the animal bucked and tossed the big man backward until he lit with an explosion of dust.
It went on and on, twice Barbara was sure that she could hear Jake Shultz's loud laugh booming in the closed room as one horrible, awkward shot followed another.
Finally, unable to stand it any longer, Rick Tolliver jumped to his feet and ran towards Jim. The actor's face showed white and contorted in the bright light of the projector. Barbara called out but she needn't have bothered. As if he had been waiting for the big man's angry charge, Jim's hand swept up from the projector table and hit Rick square between the eyes with the empty film can!! The man grunted, his bare knees wobbled and then he fell backward, knocking a table over as he fell.
"That's enough, shut that fuckin' thing off," Solly Barrone finally growled after watching an Indian wearing a wristwatch crawl by the camera with a knife in his teeth.
No one spoke, Delia reluctantly snapped the lights on and stood motionless by the door. Sam Spealman was on his feet, all the blood had drained from his face as he sputtered at Jim Walters.
"You mother-fucker!! I'll fix you for this! You'll never work in this town again. I'll cut your balls off, big man!! "
Sam would have gone on but, on a nod from Solly, Vinney stepped up to the naked little producer and hit him, very hard, in the belly! Sam started to fold, he coughed and fought to catch his breath but the cold, terrible sound of Solly's voice straightened him up.
"You'd better run you little turd face! You'd better take off and hope to hell that Vinney can't find you in the dark because I'm going to count to ten and then send him after you!! "
Sam moaned and turned on his heel, the little producer grabbed for but missed a towel that hung on the door. He moaned again and darted, bare-assed, into the darkness outside.
But, before Solly could start to count Jim tapped the angry mobster on the shoulder and stopped him.
"Hey, Solly, how would you like to make twelve million on this film?" Solly Barrone stopped in mid-stride and turned to face Jim. "That's right. Twelve million dollars, are you interested?"
"Are you kidding me? Sure I'm interested," Solly said softly as he sat back on his chair. "How are you going to make that kind of money with a pile of manure like this?"
Jim shook his head and moved closer. "Oh no, before I tell you how we do that, we have to make a deal."
The gangster didn't look surprised, he thought for a moment then nodded and motioned for Jim to continue. "From now on this is my production, right?" Solly nodded again. "You add another forty thousand to my paycheck and give me three points on the gross?"
"Two points and the cash," Solly finally grunted.
It was Jim's turn to think but almost instantly he nodded and spoke again. "It's a deal! Your word is good, Solly. You're a crook but your word is good, we'll sign a contract later." The gangster began to fidget but Jim called him down.
"Whether you know it or not, Solly, you are the owner of one of the best comedies to come out of Hollywood in years! It's perfect parody of a Tolliver film! The best part is that you'll not only make money but it will ruin Rick Tolliver and Sam Spealman!! They aren't the type that can stand a raw comedy like this, it will wreck them as 'serious artists,' wreck them good!! "
For a moment there wasn't sound in the trailer then Solly threw back his head and laughed wildly! "Right! That's just what I wanted, I win both ways!! "
Solly got to his feet and instantly Vinney and Jake were by his side, both bodyguards were completely dressed and carrying his things. "I suppose the best thing I can do now is get out of here and let you finish this mess?" Jim nodded. Solly turned to Barbara and winked. "You want to come along for the ride, honey?"
Her decision had been made for a long time, Barbara smiled and shook her head. The lovely blonde moved in behind Jim and openly cupped his full fly and squeezed it lovingly, she used a gesture that she was sure that Solly would understand.
Solly grinned and shrugged. "Look, for twelve million I'll take what's left over!" Turning on his heel Solly faced Delia. The brunette was obviously frightened but still trying to smile. "We'll pick up some clothes in town for you, you and I are going on a little trip." Then Solly grinned and lifted Delia's face up to meet his. "And after the little trip . . . Well, have you ever been to Rio?"
They were alone! Barbara felt a warm, glowing tingle all over her naked body as she kissed Jim on the cheek. "Any orders, boss?"
"Yeah," Jim muttered as he patted Becky on the head and then ran a hand down the delighted child's naked backside. "Call some grips have them cart the hero out of here and then move Sam's crap. Then have your things and Becky's things moved in here. Mona can stay in your trailer because she's got a job as assistant." The big man grinned as he pulled the blonde and the naked girl to him. Becky shyly put her hands on the big man's swelling cock, right alongside of Barbara's.
Jim laughed and pulled them both up against his growing hard-on. "Besides, there's only room in the bed for the three of us!! "
