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CHAPTER ONE
I was lucky to get a room so close to the college and to get it at a low price as well. My money went for books and food, and that's as far as it went, except for the rent Once a month, Mrs. Whitman came out of her rooms at the back of the huge Victorian house and made the rounds of the rooms on the second and third floors, collecting rent That's all any of us rooming there ever saw of her. She kept to herself and let us keep to ourselves, and that was lucky for me, too.
Girls were not supposed to be in men's housing, but when I discovered that nobody, even the college, paid much attention to that rule, and when I found out how easy it was for some of the other guys to slip their girls in, I ended that rule for myself right away. I never did like rules like that, and now that I was out of the Marines, I was going to avoid putting up with as many of them as I could. I had decided earlier in the day, during the physics lecture, that tonight was the night Sue and I stopped fooling around in her dormitory lounge.
I might have to be Matt Stone, poor struggling student, before I became, Matt Stone, successful engineer, but at least I had a place to take a girl. And what a girl. I had first seen Sue in Biology 101. I noticed her just like I noticed any other pretty coed. She had those promising breasts bulging out from under her sweater, and had the long, sloping curves and smooth legs to go with them. But I knew she was a cut above the others when it came time to dissect the frogs. The other girls squealed and fussed and carried on like a pack of old m aids. But Sue just walked over to the sink, grabbed up a frog, slapped it down on her tray, and went to work.
After that class, I waded through a small crowd of guys milling around her, and said, "Let's go get a cup of coffee." She came along with me and she's come along with me ever since then. And today, when I had taken her to the snack-bar after classes, all she said to me when I told her that I had planned to take her to my place for the evening was, "I thought you'd never get around to asking me."
She had smiled at me and I knew that there would be no games to get through. She knew exactly what I wanted her to go to my place for, and she wasn't going to pretend that it was for studying. She wasn't playing games, she wasn't going to be giggly and little girlish. She was honest, she was cool, and she was my kind of girl. When we finished our sandwiches and coffee, we picked up our books, and strolled the two blocks down the hill to my rooming house. Studying was the last thing on my mind, and I hoped to Cod that Slugger McBarnes had the sense for once not to barge into my room asking for help with his physics. But I needn't have worried, because when Sue and I slipped into the downstairs hallway, Slugger came bounding down the stairs with a football. He started to ask, as he always does, if I wanted to go out and throw the old ball around. But he saw Sue and he grinned at me. He charged out the door, saying as he went that he'd see me around the old quad.
Sue chuckled and started up the stairs. I watched her from behind as I had done many times before. Only this time it was different. This time I would be stroking that swaying mound of smooth flesh and running my hands along those smooth white legs. I could almost feel my hand sinking down into that warm fold between her legs now, and I felt my pecker begin to stir. By the time we got all the way up to the third floor, my mind was blank except for the sight of Sue, and the smell of her filling my nostrils.
I ushered her into my small room and hastily shoved some cast off clothes into the closet. I flung my jacket into the closet after them and turned around. Sue had already set down her books and shed her coat She was curled up on my bed, her shoes cast off. She had undone her hair, and now it fell in long golden folds around her shoulders. I stepped over to the bed and sat down next to her.
I put my arms around her and she melted into me, lifting her face toward me. I saw her eyes close and her moist, eager lips part. I bent my head and kissed her. Her breasts pressed against my chest and I felt their cushiony firmness announce that she was not wearing a bra. My hand slipped down her back and eased under her sweater, touching her smooth warm skin. I ran my hand up and down her back and she shivered under my touch.
Her mouth opened wider under my kiss and I drove my hot tongue into her waiting mouth, running it through her teeth, touching her tongue with mine. I slipped my hand around her waist and slowly let it climb up the front of her until I felt it brush against her breast. I let my fingers ease onto it one by one, until her whole soft, spongy breasts were engulfed in my hand. She sighed and began to turn her body so that her nipple moved against my palm.
I took that nipple between my fingers and rolled it back and forth, feeling it grow hot and stiff. Sue burled her face in my neck, kissed it and bit at it, breathing harder now. I felt my thighs give a few involuntary jerks and my cock began to strain harder against my shorts. Sue pushed herself down on the bed to lie full-length, drawing me down with her. "Let's not wait, Matt," she whispered in my ear. "Let's hurry. Please let's do it now, Matt" I reached down and took the edge of her sweater in my hands and drew it up over her head and off. I looked down and gasped as I saw those two creamy white globes bulging up at me, the nipples pink and stiffened. Sue had started to worm out of her skirt, and when she got it off and threw it aside, I felt my cock begin to throb. The dark hair of her cunt showed through her pale pink panties and there was a small damp spot in the crotch where her juices had seeped through.
I stripped off my shirt and then stood up to take off my pants. I looked down at her, taking in those beautiful breasts, watching her breathe and twist on the bed as she waited for me. My cock sprang free, a fat, swollen rod of throbbing flesh, and Sue took in a deep shivering breath. I sank down onto the bed alongside her and stroked her breasts and long smooth curves. She turned toward me, ran her hands along my back and sides, sending shivers through me, making my flesh jerk under her cool, quick touch.
I felt the hot red head of my cock brush along the silk of her panties and a few drops of my stored up come oozed out from the tip. I pressed my engorged rod against her and found her mouth with mine, grinding my chest against her heaving breasts as I kissed her. She broke the kiss and put her lips against my ear. "Matt, Matt," she whispered, "be careful when you put it in me." I couldn't believe what she was saying to me. "I'm a virgin, Matt," she said quietly. And she buried her face into my shoulder, trembling.
I eased her head back onto the pillow and began kissing her along her body. I kissed her neck and drew my tongue along her skin down to her breasts. I opened my mouth and took her nipple into it, tonguing the stiffened little bulb of warm pink flesh and biting it gently between my teeth. I left her breast and as I worked down her body, I felt my cock bouncing against my belly, demanding release. My mouth found the beginning of her cunt and my fingers trailed up her thigh and brushed against the lips.
My tongue flicked across her flesh and then plunged down to graze against her clit. My fingers slowly pried the lips of her cunt apart and probed into her hot, dark hole, making her juices flow. She began to moan and toss her body from side to side, so I spread her legs wider apart and knelt between them. I looked down at her cunt, watching it begin to gape open wider, then took my rock hard cock in my hand and bent it down toward the cunt I eased myself down onto her and felt my wide, searing hot cock touch her dampened cunt hole with its tip.
She was tight and trembling and my cock lurched and jumped with excitement as I eased its swollen girth into her. I began to feel her cunt sliding tightly around my pecker, clamping it as it slowly squeezed its way down into her. It was part way in when I felt the resistance. I pushed against her cherry, testing it, and Sue took in a sharp breath and bit her lips. I pulled back my cock slightly and then drove it forward with one hard, fast Jab. I felt her cherry give way, heard Sue give a sharp cry of pain, and then my cock was plunged all the way into her, clamped tightly by her virgin pussy.
My cock was throbbing inside her, urging me to pump and get release, but it rested and waited for a moment Then I began drawing my long, wide tool slowly back and forth in her moistening pussy, watching Sue moan in her throat her pain forgotten. Soon she began to undulate under me, easing her loins up and back. I waited until she began to shake and jerk her body and then I began to ram my cock in and out along her tight smooth cunt, faster and faster.
Sue began to whimper and to utter sharp little cries under me. Her fingers dug into my back, and she arched her back, shoving her cunt up toward me. I lost control then and rammed my jerking dick into her in quick hard thrusts and then felt that burst of tingling spread into my cock and up to my loins. My come spurted hot and fast into her as my cock pumped it out and sent shocks of tingling through me. I collapsed against her and heard her moan a long, deep moan as she settled back and relaxed under me.
We rested there next to each other, dozing for a while. Soon Sue began to stir, and then she rose up next to me and smiled lazily. I started to get up, but she pushed me back down again, saying, "No. I want to see you. Let me look at you."
She did a lot more than look. I laid there stretched out on the bed and Sue began to stroke my body with her long, cool fingers. She passed them along my neck and down across my chest, playing with my hair and pinching at my nipples. She bent her head down to me and ran her tongue from one nipple to the other, grinding her tongue into them.
Her hand traveled down my belly and down along the insides of my thighs. Her head soon followed them, licking my belly and my sides as it went. She pulled back and lightly began to stroke my stirring cock, then took it in her hand and hefted it She began to squeeze it in her hand, feeling it swell. And as it began to fatten up, she murmured, "Oh, mmmmm." She had begun stroking my heavy balls with the other hand, and soon my cock was stiff and getting even harder as she crooned over it I looked down and saw her slender, white fingers grasping my thick long cock and saw that small amount of moisture begin to seep out of its bulging red tip.
I started to turn over onto Sue then, but she stopped me. She pushed me back onto my back again and then swung one of her legs over me and knelt there, her cunt hovering over my jumping pecker. She spread her legs wide and grabbed my cock with one hand, then eased herself down onto it I watched as my now throbbing rod disappeared into her cunt, and felt those smooth slippery walls of her pussy slide down around me, clamping my dick, pressing against it all the way to the hilt I lifted my knees and set my feet into the bed as a brace for Sue's back. She leaned backward and rested against my drawn up legs. I could now look at her in full view and I let my eyes wander from her white and pink breasts down along her belly and down to her cunt now spread wide as my cock filled her pussy with its pulsing thick meat. Soon she began to grind her hips in slow, small circles, tugging at my cock, making her wet slippery cunt rub along my cock as it lay jerking inside her. I began to gasp and I tossed my head to one side at one particularly sharp sensation. I gave a small start then. The door was open a crack. And I thought I had seen someone there.
But when I looked again, there was no one, and I was too far gone to stop this fantastic feeling just to close the door. Sue began then to clamp my fat cock all along its length with her cunt, then slowly unbend her knees, so that I felt that warm, moist pussy sliding slowly all along the sides and back an head of my pecker. I watched as it drew out of her cunt gleaming in the light from her hot cunt juice, then disappear again into her squeezing pussy.
I was breathing hard and soon I couldn't stand the maddeningly slow pace. I jerked my legs together, and began ramming my pecker in and out of her as she held herself over me, swaying from side to side. She began to moan and jerk her body as I lay under her thrusting violently at her with my twitching loins. Suddenly I slammed my legs together hard, tensed the muscles of my ass and jabbed my cock into her in one hard lunge. I arched my back as I shot my come into her, and felt that shock of intense tingling explode in my convulsing cock, shooting up into my loins and along the shaft of my violently contracting cock up into my ass and toward my spine. Sue cried out and then fell onto me as I fell back onto the bed.
I heaved a sigh and opened my eyes and then I knew that someone had been watching. I saw through that slim crack in the door a flash of that red shirt I thought I had seen the first time. I said nothing to Sue, but I rolled her over onto her back, and then after a few minutes, I slid my now limp cock out. She sighed and snuggled down into the bed, and I got up and stepped quickly to the door and eased it shut I got back into the bed and Sue curled up against me.
After a while, Sue stirred and said that she had to go. I didn't want her to leave.
"I have to, Matt," she said. "They'll miss me at the dorm, and my roommate has a big mouth. I don't want anything to ruin my coming here again."
"OK," I said. "I'll walk you back. There's still time to grab a cup of coffee at the snack bar." I started to get up.
"No, you don't," Sue said. "I'm going right back and fall into bed. You don't have to get up either, you need your rest. I can manage by myself, thank you." She got up and put on her things. She picked up her books and came over to me, kissed me on the cheek. "See you tomorrow in Biology," she called at me as she slipped out the door.
Wow, I thought. No fussing around before hand, no crying about losing her cherry, no pleading at me to love her. Just straightforward and honest and eager to please and be pleased. That was for me. I wanted her around for a long time. And if it promised to last for a longer time, I might decide to marry that girl. That is, when I got some money.
I got up and threw a towel around my waist, grabbed my soap and went down the hall to the bathroom I shared with Slugger McBarnes and the old guy who worked as a janitor up at the college. I walked in and found Grimes in our bathroom. He was wearing a red shirt.
"What are you doing up here, Grimes?" I growled. "You live on the first floor and you're supposed to dirty up the first floor bathroom."
"Well, ah, as a matter-of-fact, uh," Grimes stammered, "I came up to snap a picture of Slugger for the paper." He waved a camera at me. "But I see he's not in. I just stepped in here for a minute. No sense waiting for that, now is there?" He tried out a little laugh.
"Look, Grimes," I said. "I know it was you who watched us through that door. I don't care how you get your kicks, but you're not getting them off me. If I find you up here again, I'll rearrange your face for you. Now beat it."
But Grimes didn't move. "Now that you mention it," he said, "I did take a look. But don't get me wrong. I don't usually go around prying. It's just that your door was open and I happen to have a special interest just for the moment in what I saw."
"What do you mean, a special Interest?" I asked. "You'd better come up with a good one."
"It's this way," Grimes said. "I do more than snap sports shots for that punky school paper of ours. A man needs money around here, looks like you could use some yourself. Anyway, to be brief. I have a side job shooting movies. Our organization happens to be short a male, uh, actor just now. When I went by your door, I saw what was going on, and I automatically took a better look. Looks to me like you fit the bill for us."
"What do you mean, I fit the bill?" I frowned. He had mentioned money, and I was interested in that at least.
"Crimes grinned at me, and pointed to the front of my towel. "That's one really big qualification you have there. And besides, you're not bad looking and you're young. Not the down and out flabby type we usually get. A guy like you, we'd use maybe four, five times a month. Pay you about a hundred bucks a movie, depending on the movie. More, if it's a long one. What do you say?"
I thought about it. I could use the money, but I wasn't sure whether I wanted it bad enough to be in the kind of movie Crimes turned out.
"Well," Grimes said, "How about it, yes or no?"
"Look, Grimes," I said, "I don't know. I might, I might not I'll have to think it over. I don't much like the idea yet"
"It's easy money, Stone," Grimes said, "and I don't see how you can argue with that But think it over and let me know. You know where you can reach me." He ambled out of the bathroom and I took my shower.
I dried off and pulled the towel around my waist and walked back to my room, still turning Grimes's offer over in my mind. I didn't have to worry about too many people seeing any of these movies I might be in. The small family I had back home were all churchgoers, and any of the guys I knew in the Marines who happened to see me in one would whoop in delight at it, if they still remembered me. And I really could use the money. For one thing, I wanted to be able to take Sue to someplace other than the snack bar for coffee.
When I got back to my room, I had a visitor. Mrs. Whitman stood in the middle of the room, and she smiled at me when I walked in. "Oh, there you are, Matt," she said.
"Hello, Mrs. Whitman," I said. "Is something wrong?
I mean, the rent isn't due until tomorrow." I hoped she hadn't found out about my having Sue in my room and had decided to be nasty about it "Well, the fact is, Matt" she said as she came toward me, "I know your rent is not due yet, but I could use that little bit of money just now. I'm a bit short until all you boys pay, and I thought that you might just pay a day early for me."
Mrs. Whitman was a widow and although she wasn't old, she wasn't a coed either. She stayed in her rooms drinking gin most of the day. She made all of us uneasy whenever we saw her, because she looked at us with that look that told us she wanted more from us than the rent. And I didn't particularly like the way she was looking me over as I stood there wrapped in that wet towel.
"Well, I'd be glad to help you out Mrs. Whitman," I said uneasily, "but my Bill, GI Bill doesn't get here until tomorrow, and I'll have to have it before I can pay it"
"Oh, that's right, I forgot about that," she said, and she drew herself up close to me. "But a nice boy like you could figure out a way to make an old softy like me forget about the rent." She put her hand on my arm and began to press her body toward mine. I could smell her boozy breath.
Just then the door opened and Slugger McBarnes stomped in. "Hey Matt," he bawled. "What's this here Newton's third law? I can't figure it out." Mrs. Whitman sighed and backed away.
"Well, I guess I'll just have to wait until you're check arrives, Matt" she said. "Oh, I do wish I had been able to get something, but I know how the government is about these things." She swayed out into the hallway and disappeared.
"Hey," Slugger said. "What's she up here for? Rent time is tomorrow. Anyway, about this Nerton's Law."
"Newton's Laws of Motion," I grinned at him. I had been saved by the bell, and while I usually just put up with Slugger coming for help, this time I would be glad to take the time to explain it all to him. I did my best by him, and he left, satisfied with my explanations.
But I was not satisfied yet about this movie making deal. It was very possible that my check would not arrive tomorrow in time for rent paying time. I'd faced with Mrs. Whitman again. I could give her a lay and shut her up, but I didn't want to get involved with that woman. One thing would lead to another and she would never leave me alone. I put on a shirt and went downstairs to Grimes's room.
"Good," he said as I walked in. "I knew you'd come around sooner or later."
"Not so fast, Grimes," I said. "I just dropped by to pick up some more information. How about giving me the run down on this organization of yours."
Grimes got up and started poking into drawers and his closet. He was going to set up a movie I saw. As he gathered his stuff together, he gave me more details. It sounded simple enough.
The studio was in an office building downtown. He said that if anyone saw me going into it, I could always say I was going to the dentist The girls working in these movies were not scags, as I had feared. They were mostly not bad looking waitresses, and there were two or three coeds working their way through college. Grimes said his outfit was classier than the usual sex flick operators were. They went to some effort to make the movies look like more than some old whore doing a quickie.
As he began setting up the projector, he told me that I would be looked over by the boss and maybe one of the girls. If they hired me, I would be making about a movie a week. I would be spending an hour or so at the studio and I would get paid in cash just before I left after each session. I asked him how way out these flicks were. I couldn't see myself getting into some of the acts I had seen myself here and there in the Marines.
"Don't worry about that," he said. "We don't go in for anything weird. Just take a look at this one I've got set up now. It's pretty typical." He turned out the lights and started up the projector. It was in color and the quality of the filming wasn't bad. An ordinary sort of girl dressed in a bathrobe lounged on a low bed. She wasn't ugly, but she was just an ordinary girl to look at, except for her breasts. They were huge, and bulged out from her silky robe, revealing lots of creamy flesh. She began to squirm and toss around lazily as she lay there, letting her robe fall away from her long smooth legs. I saw just a small glimpse of her crotch where the robe was pulled together around her now rotating hips.
Soon she put her hand on the cord that held the robe together and loosed it The robe began to slip away from her body as she continued to squirm around on the bed. I saw one of her breasts suddenly come into view. It was huge, but firm, and her pink nipple struck up alongside the edge of that flimsy robe. The robe slipped away entirely then, and the girl put her hands to her breasts and began to feel them, pinching at her nipples. They rose up more and stiffened. She dropped her head back and ran her tongue across her lips as she stroked her body.
The camera followed her hands down her body and I saw her fingers slip under the part of the robe that still covered her loins. The robe began to move, and then the camera pulled back to give me a view of her whole body. She stretched out along the length of the bed and felt her own breasts with one hand while the other hand rested in her crotch, covered by that robe. But soon the robe dropped away from her completely, and I saw her hand caressing her pussy.
The camera began a slow zooming in toward her hand, making it appear to come closer and closer. Her legs were twitching as she dipped her fingers down into her cunt, sliding back and forth along the moist slit The camera swung around and pointed between her legs at her pussy, then moved in. I saw one of her long slim fingers worm down into the thick black cunt hair and slide in between the lips of her pussy. The finger found her clit and began slowly to rub it I watched as her clit grew hard, and I could see her juices glistening on those curly black hairs. Her legs then were thrown wide and her cunt came into full view. Her finger left her clit and slipped down between the lips of her cunt and poked into her hole, making her juices drip out and run onto her finger and down onto the sheet of the bed.
The camera pulled back for a long shot then, and I saw that the girl was far gone. She continued to feel into her cunt, and now she was writhing on the bed, slowly rotating her hips. A door opened beside the bed, and a man walked in. He was about thirty-five or forty and big. A little paunchy, I thought, and getting slightly bald. But as he began taking off his clothes got down to his shorts, I began to realize why he was in the flick.
He stripped off his shorts and showed his qualifications. His cock sprang out and stood up, jumping up and down in the air. It was enormous, at least ten Inches of it. The head glared red and already had some of his come on it. I gave a low whistle at the sight of so large a tool.
"I don't see why you should think that's such a big deal," Grimes said. "He maybe has an inch or so on you in length, but if I recall from earlier tonight you're thicker. This guy is no longer with us. A real boozer, and now I think he's locked up in some hospital to dry out That's what we need you for."
I just grunted noncommittally. The guy on the screen went over to the bed where the girl still writhed and felt herself. He got on the bed and knelt down between her legs. Bending his face toward her crotch, he pulled her hand away. The camera panned around and pointed at an angle along the girl's hip and spotted her cunt and the guy's face. His tongue flicked out and into her pussy, lapping all along her dripping slit Next he raised himself up onto his knees and took his huge cock in his hand, bending it down to point at the girl's pussy. She arched her back, shoving her cunt upward toward him. He eased his cock forward and shoved it into her cunt When he was sure it was in her, he jammed his hips forward, plunging that throbbing hunk of meat deep into her. He was long enough so that far as he went, there was still a few Inches of cock-showing.
The camera zoomed in on the girl's crotch, and I watched as that long pulsing shaft plunged in and out of the girl's cunt gleaming from her cunt juices. The lips of her cunt were spread far apart and her whole pussy moved back an forth with the guys hard pumping. The camera pulled back and showed the girl pumping furiously. She arched her back and thrashed violently and then relaxed. The guy continued to pump and then drew out his swollen prick and showed any viewers his spectacular coming. His come spurted out from his red pecker head and shot as far as the head of the bed. Some of it fell into the girl's belly and laid there wet and glistening. The flick ended there abruptly.
I told Crimes when the lights came on that I still had to think it over, and he told me that I could go with him tomorrow and watch a filming. I'd see how easy it was, he said. I said fine and went to my room, still unconvinced.
CHAPTER TWO
I got up the next morning and went up the hill to the Biology lab. I had part of an experiment to finish up, and I wanted some kind of breakfast this morning. I had pushed Grimes' proposition toward the back of my mind, and it would have stayed there. But when I went back home to check over the mail, I didn't find my regular GI check. I could always count on getting that little check, but it was often late, and that made it a pain in the ass.
I walked downtown, trying to decide whether I should drop into Maizie's for a few beers or to spend the money on the new lab notebook I needed. That got me more pissed, this having to budget myself so closely that I couldn't have a beer without worrying. I decided to take a chance on the check arriving on Monday and went into Maizie's and bought a beer.
I spent some time there, stewing. Not only did I have to squeeze pennies to buy a beer, but Mrs. Whitman was going to be getting nasty about the rent until I either laid her or moved out I sat there drinking my beer and waited for something to work Itself out in my mind. Grime's offer to make sex movies was beginning to look more attractive. But when I remembered the movie he had shown me the night before, I still couldn't see myself doing it. It looked pretty shabby to me.
I had just gotten another beer when Grimes slid into the booth and sat down across from me. He nodded hello at me and sat there sipping at his beer, watching me stew. He glanced at his watch then and spoke up.
"I have to get up to the studio in a few minutes," He said. "Why don't you come along with me? We'll be making a flick this afternoon, and you can look the set-up over. It might help you make up your mind."
"I don't know, Grimes," I said. "I don't know if I want to get even that involved in it yet. These things aren't exactly family type entertainment And I know damn well it's illegal. I don't need that kind of trouble."
Grimes snorted. "It's not illegal to screw, or even to make movies of it. It's selling the stuff and showing the movies that's illegal. You won't be selling it or showing the stuff, so you don't have anything to worry about. You'd better make up your mind soon, Stone. We can't wait forever to get another male. I've been looking Slugger McBarnes over. I don't know yet how, uh, qualified he is, but one thing is sure. He's horny as a hoot owl, and I won't have any trouble talking him into it. He's good-hearted as hell, but he's here at college to play ball, not to think. He won't have any scruples to overcome."
I didn't want to lose the opportunity to make the kind of money Grimes mentioned if I could help it. And I wanted to make up my mind as soon as possible, too. So I told him that he should lead the way, I'd take a look at the set-up.
We left Maizie's and walked the few blocks to the studio. It was on the top floor of a catch-all office building. We chugged up five flights of stairs and walked down a dusty hallway. Grimes ushered me into a tiny office containing two chairs, a desk, and a gruffy bear of a man he introduced to me as Joe Buckly. Buckly was the head of the little business, and he nodded OK when Grimes told him that I might be going to work for them if I was satisfied with their set up.
They led me through the other door in the office and into a short hallway. We went through the other of the two doors that opened from this hall, and I found myself in a small storeroom. It was cluttered with junk, or so it seemed until I realized it was all material for sets for the movies. There were lamps and small beds stacked on their sides along the walls. Lights and cords and lights stands were strewn about the place. But along one wall there was a window about four feet long. Crimes said that it was a mirror from the other side.
Grimes told me to wait at the window. He and Buckly left the storeroom and a minute later I saw them through the window, entering the room on the other side. They began setting up lights and arranging the few pieces of furniture in the room. Crimes disappeared from view for a moment, then reappeared pushing a movie camera on a dolly. It was a more elaborate camera than I had thought he'd have. It wasn't Hollywood but it wasn't drugstore Brownie either. I saw him check over the lens, and I saw that it had an impressive zoom device. He could push the camera around on the small dolly, swivel it in any direction, raise or lower it, and just about get any shot he wanted.
Buckly went to the door to that room and stuck his head through. I heard him call out a name and I then heard footsteps in the hallway. In a few minutes, a girl wrapped in a bathrobe walked through the door of the set She ambled over to the bed and unwrapped herself partly as Grimes walked over to the bed, to the light meter. Grimes and Buckly fiddled with the lights for a while, then Buckly left. Grimes went to his camera, checked it over again, then nodded to the girl.
The girl sat on the edge of the bed and reached for a nail file on the dresser next to her. She began to file at her nails. At first I didn't understand what was going on, until another girl walked through the door. It became obvious that they were putting on a little play. They weren't Hollywood actresses either, but that's not what they were being paid for.
The two girls I guessed were supposed to be college roommates. The second girl, a blonde, wandered over to her redhead friend and sat next to her. She picked up a book and began reading. The redhead watched her for a minute while she filed at her nails, then put the nail file away. She eased over toward the blonde and put her hand on her breasts. The blonde dropped the book and looked up, trying to act surprised. The redhead bent toward her and kissed her on the mouth and grabbed her shoulders. The blonde started to struggle, but the redhead held her and ground her mouth into the blonde's mouth. She began pushing her back onto the bed and ripped the bathrobe aside.
The blonde's breasts bounced into view. They were more than a handful, and stood out from her chest white and firm. The redhead grabbed one of them and began to mash it in her hand, grinding her palm against the pink nipple. The blonde gave up her struggling and relaxed. As the redhead played with her breasts and kissed her, the blonde put her hands up toward her friend and slipped her fingers under the redhead's robe.
Soon she had pulled the redhead's robe apart, exposing two huge tits that hung down from the redhead as she bent over the blonde, swaying as she moved. The blonde began to feel those enormous breasts and the redhead worked even harder over the blonde. She bent her head down to the blonde's firm breasts and began to lick the nipples, flicking her tongue around them until they stood up flushed and stiff.
The redhead slipped off the bed and knelt on the floor. She began to stroke the blonde's long slim body as she drew her lips over her breasts and kissed and nipped at the smooth flesh of her sides and belly. She eased her robe off her shoulders and let it drop around her. As she stroked the blonde with her hands and lips, she pushed her robe aside also. Soon the blonde laid there naked, clamping her legs together.
The redhead burled her face in the blonde's belly and began to move it down toward her crotch. The blonde kept her legs clamped together, and the redhead snuggled her face down into the hair of the blonde's cunt, digging down little by little. The blonde began to gyrate her hips and soon she let her legs relax. The redhead put her hands between the blonde's thighs and shoved them apart.
When the blonde's legs were spread, the redhead drew back and stroked the exposed cunt in long, slow strokes from deep behind her crotch to the very topmost edge. The blonde began to undulate under her touch and spread her legs even wider. The redhead then slipped one slim finger between the lips of that puckering cunt and stroked in small, rapid flicks. Now and then the finger disappeared all the way into the blonde's hole, then slid back out and began flicking away at the now moist clit. The blonde suddenly rose up and grabbed the redhead's face in both hands and kissed her. During this kiss, she pulled the redhead up onto the bed and rolled her over the top of her, so that she was stretched out alongside her. The blonde then grasped one of the redhead's legs in both of hers and began to grind her cunt into the flesh of the redhead's leg. While she did this, she also slipped her hand down into the now puffing cunt of her redhead friend and jammed her fingers into and out of the dripping hole.
The redhead then drew the blonde fully on top of her, and they interlocked their legs. They slowly ground each other's cunts at each other for a few minutes. Then the blonde stopped and looked aside toward a fake window at one side of the room. She got up and then went over to it and pretended to look out of it. Meantime, the redhead on the bed put her own hand on her cunt and continued to play with it, flicking her finger rapidly over her clit.
The blonde at the window bent over and started to raise it up. A man's hand grabbed the window sill and then his head and shoulders stuck through the window. He pulled himself up and climbed through. I blinked when he stood up and faced the bed. I recognized him vaguely. He had a back seat during the physics lecture at the same time I was scheduled for it He didn't look like the type, always quiet and unassuming.
He took the blonde by the arm and led her back to the bed. He shoved her down onto it, and then began taking off his clothes. When he stood there naked, the blonde girl reached out and began to stroke his legs and feel his balls. He already had his hard on, and I couldn't see why they picked him for their movies. Grimes said that they picked me because I was bigger in that department than was usual, and from the movie he had shown me I guessed that that was the main idea behind picking males for these flicks. But this guy was not at all out of the ordinary, just slightly better than average, if anything.
He climbed onto the bed with the girls and stretched out between them. He put his mouth over the blonde's mouth and slipped his hand onto her breasts and began to stroke them. He reached over with his other hand and found the redhead's hot wet slit and began digging his fingers into it. The redhead reached over to him and began feeling his ass. Now and then she slipped her fingers between the cheeks of his twitching flesh there and jabbed them into his asshole, making him jump.
They kept this up for several minutes, and then I began to realize why this guy had his job. He was going through a scene that just about overloaded all the senses, a scene that would have most men shooting come all over the place in a few minutes. But not this guy. He kept it up without stop and didn't seem to be anywhere near coming.
After a while of this, the guy rolled over onto his back and grasped the redhead's buttocks. He laid there with his cock hard and thumping against his belly and the redhead rolled over on her stomach and then raised up on her knees. She backed up, pointing her ass toward the guy's cock. I got a good view of her as she knelt there facing the guy's feet. Her head was tossed back and her huge breasts heaved up and down as she took a deep breath. Down between her widely spread legs I saw the guy's hand grasp his cock and pull it up away from his belly until it was pointing straight up and touched her, wet, twitching cunt. He eased his thighs upward and the pulsing, red head of his dick slipped into the girl's pussy.
Next the guy put his hands on the redhead's thighs and tugged at her until she slowly eased down on his cock, letting her hot and slippery pussy slide around his bulging shaft until it all sank deep into her. I saw that between her legs, her cunt was pushed wide by the guy's cock and there was only a small, thick area just at the base of his cock that didn't go in. His balls were tight and swollen and the girl began to scratch at them lightly with her fingers.
The blonde would not be left out. She crawled over to them and swung one leg over the guy's face, so that she was kneeling astride him. She put her hands on the redhead's back and forced her to bend over and support herself on her hands. The blonde then rested herself up against the redhead and eased her cunt now glistening with her flowing cunt juices down toward the guy's mouth and tongue. He arched his neck upward slightly and his tongue flickered, racing back and forth along the blonde's hot slippery pussy.
The redhead who had his dick up her cunt began pumping away violently and rolled from side to side. Soon she gave several rapid, hard pumps with her loins and tensed her whole body. Then she fell forward and lay there, gasping.
The guy pulled his hips back and shoved at the redheads ass till his cock sprang back and struck against his belly. Then he rolled her off his legs and she lay there next to him and the blonde. The blonde Immediately bent forward and grasped the guy by the ankles and he picked up his cock, gleaming from the redhead's cunt juice, and pulled it upward. The blonde opened her mouth and took the glistening head of his cock in her lips and then slid her head forward, letting his prick slide slowly into her mouth.
As the guy dug at her cunt with his tongue, the girl pushed and pulled her head back and forth along his cock He got to pumping up and down, driving his dick in and out of the blonde's mouth rapidly. Soon the blonde tensed and held her head still. She was about to collapse but the guy grabbed her head in both hands and continued to pump, more and more quickly. After a minute or two, he lurched his hips upward and his cock began to contract. The girl moved her lips in hard puckering motions and his hot, white come foamed out from her lips and ran down his throbbing cock to his balls. Then he sank back onto the bed, panting, and the girl rolled away and collapsed onto the bed, too.
I breathed out heavily and reached down to my crotch. I had a strong hardon and I freed it from my shorts. I began to feel better with my shorts no longer pulling at my swollen dick. I waited for it to go down and glanced through the window. Crimes threw a towel at the guy, who started wiping himself off. The girls had put on their robes and were just leaving. When the guy turned to put his pants on, Crimes called me through the 'mirror' to wait where I was.
He left through the door of the studio, then opened the door to the storeroom and waved me along. We walked back to the tiny reception office, and a moment later, the guy came into the office too. Buckly was there at the desk and when the guy came in, he pulled a box out of a desk drawer and took out a wad of bills. He counted off a hundred and gave it to the guy, who took it without a word, nodded at Buckly, and then left "See you tomorrow night" Crimes said to Buckly. When we had left the office and were on our way down the stairs, he said to me, "Well, what do you think? Simple enough, isn't it? You saw how that guy got paid, wham-o, right away."
"Yes, I saw it" I said. "But I want to decide this thing with a clear head. I'll let you know one way or the other tomorrow. Just let me mull it over for a while."
Grimes said OK, but that I'd have to let him know then, or he'd have to get Slugger for the job. He veered off toward the college when we reached the street and I went back to Maizie's. She usually let me have a meal on credit whenever I was low on funds, and I was hungry.
I walked back to my place after having a hamburger and fries. As I climbed the stairs to the third floor, I remembered what I had seen the last time I had climbed up a flight of stairs, and that caused my pecker to stir again. I walked into my room, prepared to strip and grab a towel for a shower, but found Mrs. Whitman there again.
Then I remembered that my check had not come and it was rent collecting day. Mrs. Whitman was giving me the once over, and I saw that she had not missed the fact that I had just been aroused by my thought of the action at the studio. She smiled at me and got up.
"I've been waiting to talk to you, Matt," she said. "I couldn't help noticing that your check didn't arrive today. Ordinarily, I'd just forget it until it did get here, but, you see, this month I really do need to collect all I can." She was already pushing me for money, and I knew from the look in her eyes that it was only to pressure me into laying her. But I tried to play along with it, putting it off as long as I could.
"Well, Mrs. Whitman," I began, "if you can just hold off until Monday, I'm sure it'll be here by then."
"Oh, I'm sure it will, too," she began. She began drawing in close to me. "But I thought you possibly had enough money left over from last month for the rent, although I know it would put in a strain on you. But then, your check would come on Monday...."
She had come right up to me and had put her hand on my arm. "As a matter-of-fact, Mrs. Whitman," I said, "I had to charge my supper tonight at Maizie's place. I didn't really expect that you couldn't wait for the check this month, or I...."
She pressed herself up against me and murmured, "Well, I suppose I could forget about it for a while, and you know, you could make me forget about it if you wanted too." She put her hand down to my crotch and pressed in on it, mashing my cock in against my leg. I took a deep breath and let her do it, hoping I could get this over with as soon as possible. If I didn't pay her one way or the other, she could get nasty and threaten to evict me if she wanted to.
As soon as I felt my cock get hard enough, I pushed her backward until we were standing at the edge of my bed. She was already hot for it, had been hot for it for a long while. When she felt the edge of the bed against the back of her knees, she just folded them up and fell back onto the bed. She began to undo the nearly worn out bathrobe she was always wearing, and I looked down at myself, avoiding looking at her until I had to, as I undid my pants.
When I had stripped off my shorts and my cock snapped up free and hard, she whispered, "Oh, my what a nice big boy." She put her hands up and took my wrists to draw me down onto her. I saw that she wasn't as bad a deal as I had thought it was true that she was no coed, but she wasn't an old lady either. She was too plump in the midriff, but at least her breasts didn't sag and had some firmness left in them.
I let her pull me down on top of her and I avoided her mouth with its sour, boozy smell by burying my face in the crook of her neck. I laid my cock along the inside of her leg and just let her feel me on top of her, and that was plenty enough for her. She began to murmur in my ear as she wiggled around under me. "Oh, it feels so good, it's so nice and full, oh, I can't wait to feel it go into me, I want to feel it shoved into me now, fuck me now, Matt, shove it in me...."
I inched back and jabbed a few times at her cunt impatiently. I wanted it to go in and shoot off as soon as possible. After another jab or two, I touched her hole with the head of my cock and just rammed it in to the hilt. She gasped and began ooohing and ahhhing, and I didn't waste time. I drove my cock in and out as hard as I could and as fast as I could, trying to make it shoot. I felt Mrs. Whitman's cunt start to contract and heard her whimper a few times and then I felt that tingling start along my pecker and I rammed it real hard. I exploded my come into her at last I waited for it to stop, then took my wet cock out right away. I stood up and put on my pants while she laid there, clutching her robe back around her. It wasn't all that bad, but it certainly wasn't good. More like just Jerking off, and I was glad that it was over.
Mrs. Whitman got up after a few minutes and started toward the door. When she was about to leave, she turned to me with a lazy grin on her face. "Oh, Matt, about the rent," she said. "I might forget to collect it this month, so don't worry about it one little bit" With that, she slipped through the door. I took off my pants again and grabbed a towel, heading for the shower.
As I let the steaming hot water run down me, I did some steaming myself. I hated this business of scraping through college. And I was hating the thought that I would be going through one of those sessions with Mrs. Whitman just about every month. And that thought was what finally decided me. I dried off and went back to my room. I slipped on some clothes and then tromped down to the first floor.
There was a light coming from under Crime's door and I stuck my head through as I opened it. "What time tomorrow night are we going to work?" I said.
Grimes looked up grinning. "See you here around seven," he said, and I nodded OK and went back to my room to try to do some studying. And now that I had made this decision and money worries began to leave me, I got through my homework in record time. When I finally looked up from the books, it was past midnight, but I had nearly the whole weekend's homework done. I crawled into bed and conked out I woke up late the next morning and lay there in bed, feeling that familiar money-worries feeling begin to slip into my mind again. But when I remembered my plans they all vanished. I got up and dressed and went out headed for Maizie's place.
I paid good old Maizie for the meal she had given me the evening before and ordered up a big breakfast. I had a few dollars I had been scrimping on and it felt good to be able to spend money by the bill instead of by the pennies. I wolfed down the hot cakes, ham, and eggs, and then walked back to the college. I had a date with Sue that night, and I had to break it somehow, in order to go with Grimes and make the movie.
I needn't have worried about what to say to Sue. When I called her from the phone in the dorm lobby, her roommate answered. "Oh, I'm sorry, Matt," she said. "Sue tried to get you last night She had to go home this weekend. You know how her mother is. She put it off as long as she could, but this time, her mother started the sniffling I'll-never-see-my-baby-again bit" I knew how Sue's mother was all right. This was the third time Sue had to rush off home. Her mother called her at least once a week, and Sue sooner or later had to go home and hand around to shut her mother up about missing her poor little darling. Well, in any case, I didn't have to cook up a story to break our date. I loped off to the lab and spent the afternoon dissecting a crayfish. The open lab on Saturdays lets me get ahead of the work when I felt like it. When I finished the job, I cleaned up and went over to the snack bar and wasted some time eating and rapping with some classmates. I left them arguing over the really true meaning of a story we had to read in English 102 and headed home to meet Crimes.
He was coming down the outside steps as I got to the house. He had brought his car around, and he ushered into it. We drove downtown and climbed up those five flights of stairs. Buckly was in the tiny office and so was a girl Grimes introduced to me as Selma. I wasn't sure but I thought I had seen her on campus. She was long and slim and packed into her sweater and skirt, showing off plenty of curves. She tossed back a lock of long brown hair and said hello.
Grimes had apparently already told Buckly that I had decided to take the Job, because he said right off, "Let's get this show on the road. I want to wrap it up as soon as possible. Selma will take care of telling you what to do, and Grimes will give you directions as you go along."
We walked back to the studio and Buckly stayed in the office, shuffling papers around. Grimes told me that tonight we'd have a dry run unless I picked up the few pointers I should know right away. He told me that sometimes, people froze up until they got used to having him around with the camera. And I should always remember that he had to be able to pick up my groin in his viewfinder, whatever I was doing at the moment Selma told me not worry about that tonight, that she'd see to it that I was always in the right position for the camera. She said that the first time a new guy or girl was in front of the camera, they just went into the studio and relaxed. There would be nothing elaborate, just the straight thing. I said fine. I wasn't particularly worried about my performance, even though I had never had anyone around except me and whatever girl I was with.
We walked into the studio and Selma went over and sat on the bed. Crimes rushed around turning on lights, aiming them here and there. I stood around waiting for directions, and when Grimes was satisfied about the lights, he moved back to the camera and said, "OK, let's start."
I turned toward the bed and Selma smiled at me and said, "We'll just keep this simple. Come over here." I went over to her and sat next to her. She eased me back onto the bed and propped my head up on a pillow. Then she stood up half facing me and facing the camera. She lifted her sweater and drew it over her head. Two good-sized breasts bound in black lace came into view and the creamy smooth skin beneath them curved down and disappeared under the top of her skirt She then unzipped her skirt and wiggled out of it, letting it drop at her feet. I felt my cock beginning to respond to the sight of those large firm breasts peeping out from behind that black lace. It grew harder when I let my eyes wander down to her crotch. Her thick pussy hair and the mound of her cunt bulged through her black nylon panties.
She reached behind her and started to unclasp her bra, squirming her legs against each other as she took her time about it Her squirming caused her panties to dig into her crotch and the slit of her cunt showed up. My cock was rising up against the restraining shorts by now, and I forgot about Crimes and his camera.
Selma finally unloosened her bra and let it fall away from her. Her creamy white breasts bounded out and pointed straight out from her chest, full and rich. She stepped out of the skirt at her feet and pulled one leg up. She slipped her panties down and over her raised leg, and then let them fall down around the ankle of her other leg. She lifted this leg and flicked the panties off, aiming for my face.
It was a good enough shot to land those silky panties on my chin, and I caught a whiff of cunt wafting off them. I started to reach down to pull my cock free of those now too tight shorts, but Selma stepped over to the bed and did it for me, making sure that Crimes' camera picked up the fact that underneath my pants I was big and hard. Then she slowly began to unbutton my shirt and she leaned across me, one leg kneeling on the bed.
As she drew my shirt aside her breasts grazed across the hair on my chest She finished stripping me of my shirt and went to work on my pants. She moved out of the way of Grime's camera by rolling over me to stretch out beside me. She unbuckled my belt and undid the catch, taking time out to run her hands up and down my chest and to nibble at my ear. She soon got around to unzipping the pants and as my shorts came into view with the head of my dick peeping out from under the waistband, she bent her head down to my belly and flicked at the half-exposed head of my cock with her tongue.
Grimes had dollied the camera toward us by now, and Selma pushed my pants farther down with one hand. Then that hand came back and began to tickle my now fully engorged cock through the straining cloth of my shorts. Finally she ripped away the shorts and picked up my throbbing cock in her hands.
She played around with it for a few moments, licking it lightly and kissing it all along its length, and began to fondle my balls. I was beginning to breathe harder and I twisted my body around involuntarily as she began to slurp at my hot jerking cock. My hands went to her breasts and ran along her flesh.
She slid up along my side then and let me brush my lips across her nipples until they stiffened. She spread her legs apart as she lay next to me and I slipped my hand down her side and found her cunt. She whispered at me not to cover it with my hand but to use one or two fingers. I pointed my index finger and laid it down on her belly just above her slit I snaked it downward, slipping it between the lips of her cunt When I felt it touch her clit, I began to rub on it lightly. Selma told me to raise up and spread her cunt apart with my other hand. As I did so, Crimes brought the camera around and pointed it up from out feet toward her pussy.
I pulled her cunt lips apart and flicked at her clit with one finger of my other hand. I saw her juices begin to drip out of her hole then. She pushed at her back of my head with her hands and eased my head down onto her belly. I let it rest there on one side and brought it down just far enough so that my tongue would reach her slit I began to dart out at it with my tongue, drawing it hard over her clit.
Selma then told me to get up on my knees and lean backward. I did so, supporting myself on my arms stretched out behind me. Crimes wheeled the camera back around beside the bed, and Selma hunched up in front of me. She began to lick my thighs and worked her way up to my swollen balls. As she licked them with her tongue, my twitching pecker began to dance up and down in the air.
Next, she grasped my cock at the base in her mouth and began to squeeze it gently with her teeth, working her way up to the tip. When her lips finally brushed that red, searing head, she slipped into her mouth and let it rub against her cheek. Then she let it slip from her lips and she herself knelt in the same position I was in. She indicated that I should do the same for her, so I bent my head down toward the pussy she thrust upward. But Crimes said that he couldn't get a good shot that way, so Selma laid down on her back and let one leg drop off the edge of the bed. She drew the other knee up and Crimes wheeled the camera around.
I slid my head along the leg that was drawn up and when I had reached her crotch, I let it rest against the flesh of her thigh. Her cunt puckered out at me, and shone in the light, hot and dripping. Selma reached down and spread the lips apart with two long fingers and I saw that her clit was glistening and stiffened.
I poked at it with my tongue and then licked along the sides of her slit, tasting and smelling her sweet, pungent juices. I found her hole and drove my tongue in and out of it, making her pussy quiver and twitch about Selma then rose up onto her knees and indicated that I should do the same. I put my knees close to each other and leaned backward, resting on my outstretched arms. My cock stuck up, Jumping around and my balls ached for release.
Selma then inched her way closer to me and threw one leg over mine and thus she was astride my hips. She leaned back and with one hand, grabbed my cock around the middle. She pulled it down toward her quivering cunt and arched her loins. I felt with a gasp her cunt slip over the head of my prick and my cock jerked involuntarily as I felt the smooth hot walls of her pussy sliding around it She and I both were leaning far back and the place where my cock and her cunt joined was fully exposed to Grimes' camera. Before I could begin to thrust my pulsating cock back and forth in that hot, quivering cunt, I felt Selma squeezing my thick bulging meat Inside her cunt The walls of that silky pussy rippled along the hard cock and I shivered from the delicious feeling.
I couldn't stand it any longer and I began to pump mightily in and out of her cunt Then she pumped in rhythm with me and then in a sudden flash of light I felt myself exploding my come into her. My cock contracted violently, making my sperm gush out and that shock of tingling burst through my shooting cock with such intensity that I gritted my teeth and growled in my throat Selma had gripped my cock in her cunt and squeezed it hard and I kept coming for what seemed like an hour. Finally, it died down and I dropped backward, letting my cock fall out of her cunt. Selma reached down and grabbed it again and pumped at it with her hand. It lurched again and shot one last gush of come, zinged sharply once more, and then she let it go.
I laid there catching my breath for a while. Grimes had begun to turn off most of the lights, and as Selma was finishing dressing, he threw me a towel. I wiped off and put on my clothes.
Selma had disappeared when I was finished and I left the studio with Grimes. When we got to the front office, I glimpsed Selma going out through the door. Buckly came toward me and said, "Nice show, good qualifications. You pick them good Grimes. He'll do fine." He handed me a small bundle of bills. I counted tens, tens.
I went out with Grimes and got into his car. He said he'd drop me off at the house unless I still wanted some action. He said he was going to cruise around and pick up something, and muttered that he had to find a steady piece, especially when he was in this business.
I had him drop me off at the house and I went up to my room. It was still early but I was sleepy from my recent workout at the studio. I crawled into bed and lay back, thinking about Selma. She was one good-looking broad and one of the best lays I'd ever had. I kept thinking about how she had rippled that deep, smooth cunt of hers along my cock. Not many girls can do that My cock was getting hard again, just thinking about it I got up and took a cold shower and then went back to bed. I had to have her again, and I began to regret that I was only going to get one crack a week at her. I finally dozed off to sleep, rested completely from the nights experience and from the release from my money worries.
CHAPTER THREE
I lazed through the rest of the weekend and got up in plenty of time Monday to make my morning classes. I breezed through them and then hiked back down the hill at noontime and picked up my CI check from the table in the hallway at the house. I grinned at it and Immediately struck out for downtown. I had over twice as much money in my pocket as I would have had If I hadn't made that movie. I was now off the hook with Mrs. Whitman and I was going to stay off.
I stopped at the bank and cashed the check, then strolled over to Maizie's and had lunch. And there was no quibbling in my head about whether I could afford beer with it or not After I had bought the new lab notebook I needed, I headed back home. I stopped by the house before returning to the college for my afternoon classes.
I walked down to the back, via the hall, where Mrs. Whitman usually holed up. I approached what seemed like her door and rapped on it After a few minutes, I heard her shuffling toward it and it opened a crack. She peeped out and she then opened it wider, when she saw who it was.
"Why, Matt," she beamed. "What a surprise to see you so soon. If you'll just wait a minute, I'll dash right around and straighten up in here." She made as if to close the door and start tidying up in her parlor.
"Oh, no thanks," I said to her. "I just stopped by to pay the rent Sorry it was so late." I shoved my hand at her and she automatically took the few bills I offered. But she started to frown and pout at me, beginning to suspect what it meant.
"But Matt" she pouted, "I thought we had taken care of all this rent business this month." I smiled at her extra-kindly.
"Oh, that was on me," I said. "And I know that you'll be needing this money anyway. And don't worry, after this I'll be sure to pay right on time." As I turned to go, she pressed her lips together and slammed the door, hard. She was pissed.
I left the house for my after noon classes chuckling. I had taken care of that little inconvenience in short order. It felt great to be free from the nagging lack of money. As I walked up the hill, Slugger McBarnes overtook me. He wanted to know the really true meaning of that story I had been rapping with my classmates about the night before.
I had never believed that old saw about guys with athletic scholarships having all brawn and no brains. That is, not until Slugger came along. He was good-hearted and a nice guy and all that but he was not too bright. Yet he didn't seem to notice, or If he did, he didn't mind. When I finished giving him what I hoped was a good explanation, he gave me a slug on the arm that sent me stumbling to one side. "Thanks, old pal," he said. "Oh, by the way, Sue Helms was asking for you around the campus. Said I should tell you to look her up when you could."
He leered good-naturedly at me and took another swipe at me. I said thanks, and we went our ways.
I saw Sue after our last class of the day. As we left the science building we automatically started to walk toward the snack bar together. Then I remembered that I didn't have to eat there anymore, now that I was getting steady money. I took Sue's arm and steered her down the walk that led to the hill and downtown. She looked puzzled but didn't complain. I just smiled at her and walked us briskly down the hill.
I brought her to the Sunrise Inn, a good but informal restaurant for dinner. She was surprised and pleased but still puzzled by it I asked her about her trip home over the weekend. She said that as usual, her mother calmed down when she walked in the door, and generally acted as if she hadn't been away from home at all. And when she left, her mother as usual carried on as if she going away from home forever. She said it was beginning to get on her nerves, and as she said that, she looked as if it were true.
As we walked back to my place, Sue took my arm and said she was glad to be back. We walked up the steps and went through the front door. I knew I had to be even more careful about bringing Sue up to my room, now that Mrs. Whitman was angry about my cutting her off by paying the rent But I didn't have anything to worry about this time. I heard her TV roaring away from behind her door, and I knew she would be sitting in front of it half stoned on her gin.
We climbed the stairs and entered my room. I turned on the desk light and closed the door. Sue came into my arms. I felt her lithe body press against mine as I wrapped my arms around her. She lifted her face to me, her eyes closed and her mouth parted. I bent my head and touched her lips with mine. She stretched herself up and pressed her lips hard against mine hungrily. I responded in kind, and thrust my tongue deep into her mouth. Sue slid her tongue past mine and dug with it into my mouth.
She began to move her body back and forth against me, and I felt her breasts rolling gently on my chest, firm and spongy. Her hips gyrated against my loins and caused my cock to rub against my leg. It began to fatten and swell out to its full length. As I felt it straining inside my shorts, I moved around and began to ease Sue over to the bed. She laid down on the bed and made room for me. I stretched out beside her and kissed her, running my hands along her curving body. I started to reach under her sweater, but she told me not to. She told me to undress her right away, so I raised up on one elbow and pulled her sweater up over her head. I liked the fact that she seldom wore a bra. Her breasts bulged up round and firm, and I paused in my undressing of her to stroke their creamy smoothness. Sue lifted her hips upward then and I unzipped her skirt and began to draw it down.
Sue wiggled out of her skirt as I pulled down on it As it slipped away from her hips, I watched her silky pink panties come into view. The waistband stretched across her belly, bringing out its long, easy slope and its soft roundness.
When I had her skirt all the way off, I paused again to take a long good look at her body. It stretched along beside me, slim and curving, bathed in the soft light from the lamp on the desk. I put out one hand and trailed my fingers down over her breasts and ran my palm over her belly. Then I nudged my fingertips under the waistband of her panties and eased my hand down her navel, feeling the warmth of her Increase as I drew nearer her crotch.
I slid my hand down over her warm cunt and drew it back and forth lightly. Sue began to undulate under my hands as they played over her smooth skin. She lifted her hips and tugged on her panties and I helped her slip them off. She raised her arms toward me and drew me down onto her, mashing her mouth hard against mine.
I pulled back and began to take my clothes off. But sue raised up and said, "No, no, let me do it, let me." She got to her knees and straddled me. Her long hair trailed down to my face as she bent over my chest and began to unbutton my shirt. When she had stripped it off she ran her hands over my chest and down my sides. Then she bent her head and pressed her lips against each of my nipples, tickling them with her tongue.
She trailed her hands down to my belly and slipped her hand under my pants, digging down in until she felt my pecker. She stroked the head of it lightly with her fingers for a moment, then unbuckled me and drew my pants off. When she started to pull down my shorts, I yelled, "Ouch," and she giggled. My cock was caught under the waistband she had inadvertently yanked it down farther than it wanted to go when she was pulling down the shorts. She stuck her hand under the shorts and freed my stiff prick and let it snap against my belly. As she tossed the shorts away, her hair grazed my prick, making it jump.
When she had stripped me completely, she rolled onto her side and began racing her hands all over me, stopping at my cock to stroke it along its back. Then she rolled me onto my side, facing her. She reached down and took my throbbing dick in her hand and pulled it straight out from my body. She then lifted her leg and put my cock into her crotch. She closed her legs together and I felt her cunt warm and moist all along the top of my cock's wide shaft.
I put my arms around her and ground my mouth into hers. I pressed my chest against her, liking the feel of those twin globes of soft flesh on my skin. She clamped and unclamped her legs on my cock, and the folds of her skin in her crotch tickled the tip of it I forced my cock out of her crotch and gasped as I felt the head of it slid along her wet slit I wanted to put it into her then, but she stopped me. "Not yet not yet" she breathed at me. She pushed my shoulders back and I rolled onto my side again.
Sue inched her way down toward my feet drawing her breasts along my chest I felt her two nipples graze against my skin and they were hot and stiff. When she had pulled herself down to my crotch, she knelt there bent over. Her hand eased under my Jerking cock and lifted it up. Then I felt it caressed between her fabulously smooth and warm breasts, felt them moving softly all over my whole pecker. My balls bounced lightly now and then on the bottoms of her breasts and I was growling in my throat from these delicate but intense sensations.
I reached down then and pulled her up onto me, rolling her over under me. They way things were going, I would be coming in too soon a time, and I wanted to take it easy. For one thing, I wanted to see how long I could last before I absolutely had to come.
I propped myself up on my hands and eased Sue's legs far apart. I saw that her cunt was oozing juices and puckered out between her legs, quivering. I nudged hole with the head of my cock and then very slowly pressed it into her. She began to utter little cries, softly murmuring, "Oh, oh, oh," as I eased my dick forward, shoving the sides of her cunt apart.
When I had shoved my pecker as deeply into her as it could go, I stayed propped up away from her body and began easing my cock in and out of her, all the way back, then all the way in again, very slowly. Sue began moaning continuously, and I watched her as I worked my swollen meat back and forth.
She tossed her head from side to side and began pumping her loins up and down with me. I noticed that a deep red flush was beginning to wash over her. Her eyes rolled back a little and her lids dropped down. Her head lolled around and she kept up a low moaning, completely given over to ecstasy. She started then to blurt out at me in a forceful whispering sound, "Matt, Matt, faster, oh, do it faster, please Matt, jab it at me, do it harder, Matt, oh, faster...."
But I held to the pace I had started with, and Sue began to do the pumping herself as I hovered above her. Soon she was thrusting her thing up and down along my cock in fast, violent jabs of her hips. She arched her neck back and pumped furiously and I held on. Suddenly she arched her back and cried out, "Ah! Ah! Ah!" I felt her cunt contracting rapidly around my dick, squeezing it in quick rhythms.
She fell back onto the bed and laid there gasping, head still lolling from side to side. I continued easing my cock slowly along the slippery walls of her cunt at that same deliberate speed. Soon she was responding again, and began almost automatically to thrust her loins. This time I started to pick up speed.
"Yes, yes, yes," she began to murmur. "Oh yes, fast, hard, oh go faster now, jab hard, Matt, please do it now, Matt" I shifted my weight around and then settled in. I began taking long, fast strokes, letting them increase in speed and force gradually until I was ramming my meat into her hard enough to rock her back and forth as she lay there.
She gasped and I felt her cunt contracting again, but I kept it up without stopping. Her pussy eased off with its contractions and I felt her cunt juices sliding down my cock and onto my balls. Just as I thought I had felt the last of her second string of contractions, they picked up strength again and she thrashed her body around under me, whimpering sharp little cries. I knew that I couldn't hold back anymore.
I gave one good burst of quick drives in and out of her as her cunt contracted around me, and almost yelled out myself. My cock exploded inside her and my come burst out in what seemed like whole streams of hot white fluid. That tingling feeling began and soared at once into fantastic intensity, strong and sharp, through my pumping cock like an electric shock, so much that it gripped my chest so tightly that I had to stop breathing. It was the only thing in my mind for so long I thought it would never stop.
I fell forward onto Sue and lay there panting. After a while, I rolled off her and stretched out beside her. She had fallen asleep, and I was dozing off to sleep myself. I let the sleepiness draw over me and relaxed. When I woke up, Sue was still laid out beside me, still sleeping.
I looked her over and tried to figure out what there was about her that had made the difference I had noticed between her and the girl Selma. With Selma I was always very well aware of what was going on. She somehow did things in such a way that I felt those incredible sensations without ever losing my touch with what was going on around me.
But with Sue, I grew increasingly lost in what was happening to me. All the feelings and sensations were just as intense with her, but toward the end with her, a bear would be gnawing at my foot and I wouldn't have noticed, I was so far gone in experiencing the whole thing.
But just by looking at Sue, I couldn't figure out the difference. The only difference I could see was that Selma had been a stranger to me, and still was for that matter, while I had known Sue for maybe two months, and knew her pretty well by now. Yet even as I lay there looking at Sue's ripe, curving body, I thought about the session at the studio with Selma, and the way she had rippled her pussy along my cock. I had to have her again. She was stuck in my mind and I couldn't shove her aside.
Soon Sue woke up and stretched lazily. She smiled at me and then got up, throwing a blanket around her. She went over to my desk drawer and pulled out my cheap electric coffee pot I used for making Instant coffee and soup in. She started for the door and then stopped short, giggling. She indicated that I had to get up and go down the hall for water while she stayed hidden in the room.
I put on my pants and got the water. When I came back from the bathroom, Sue had dressed and had put out the coffee things. When she had finally fixed two cups of instant, she brought them over to the bed and settled down next to me.
"I'm gladder than ever now to be back," she said as she snuggled against me. "But, Matt, that dinner must have set you back quite a bit. You shouldn't spend so much money on me. I'm happy enough just eating with you in the snack bar. You don't have to show me a big time, you know that"
"I know," I said. "But I wanted to take you someplace a little better tonight. I want to take you nicer places, at least once in a while. And not only because I think you deserve it. I like to have a good meal myself, you know. I'm getting tired of all this scrimping and saving every last penny."
I told her what had happened the night Mrs. Whitman came to collect the rent I didn't really Intend to let her know that I had laid her. But I did want to get it across to her what a bind my not having money had had me in. She was impressed finally with the story and it let her know pretty well how thing had been.
But when I told her how I had gotten Mrs. Whitman off my back by paying the rent right off as soon as my check came, Sue frowned and bit her Up. "But Matt she said, "if you paid the rent and then took me out to the Sunrise Inn, you can't have much money left for the rest of the month, and in fact, you must be broke. What are you going to do until your next check gets here?"
She wasn't nagging me at all. She was really genuinely worried about me. And knowing that she mentioned it because she was worried and not because she was nagging, I found it hard to explain that I had plenty of money. If she was just any girl who was now bitching at me about money, I would have told her the story, not caring what she thought But Sue was different, and I couldn't tell her what I was up to. I didn't know how she would take it, and I didn't want to chance her getting upset and leaving the scene we had together.
I told her that I had sent home for some U.S. Savings Bonds that I had been buying in the service and had cashed them in. I said that I just wanted to break out of the poverty bit if only for a while. She accepted that explanation, but I could tell that she wasn't entirely convinced. But the great thing about her was that she was trying to cover up her concern so that I would be free to do as I pleased without bothering about her.
She soon said that she had to go back to her dorm, and she kissed me goodbye and slipped out the door. I saw that she was going to let me alone to do whatever I was going to be doing, but that she was always to be around for me. She wasn't being grasping or a a clinging vine. And she wasn't being the poor, suffering girl patiently waiting at home type either. It felt good to have a girl like that But the more I felt good about Sue, the more I thought about Selma and her versatile pussy. I thought then of another difference between the two girls. I had made Sue come, not once, but twice. And I couldn't remember whether Selma had come or not, that night I had her when making the movie.
I tried to concentrate on my homework, but I found myself reading the same page over and over again, without anything sinking in. By the time I reached the bottom of the page each time, I was thinking about Selma and her quivering pussy, waiting to be fucked, asking to be made to come. When images of both Sue and Selma began crossing and re-crossing my mind, I slammed the book shut. I grabbed a sweater and went out for a walk to clear my head.
I headed toward downtown, turning things over in my mind. I found myself eventually walking by the old Palace, a dumpy movie house that played a kind of cheap, sleazy films all night long. It had a reputation as a place where you could pick up just about anything but a donkey. You paid you dollar and you sat there as long as you liked. It was warm and dark and no one bothered you. I decided to go in and try to forget about the mess my mind was in by watching the movies.
I went in and bought a warm coke, gulped it down; and looked the place over for a place to sit I chose the balcony because there were only a few dark forms up there and I wouldn't be risking being bothered much.
I found a seat against the wall and slumped down. A grade C flick made in Japan about a girl forced into prostitution was running at the moment, I hunkered down and let the movie shine into my eyes.
After a while I thought I smelled some kind of perfume, but I Ignored it until I felt a slight pressure against my knee I glanced over at the seat next to me and found that a girl had quietly slipped over next to me from somewhere. The kind of broad that showed up at these places were either old down and out types, or too ugly to get anything the usual way.
I decided to ignore her and hoped that that would make her go away. But then she put her hand lightly on my leg and gave it a slight squeeze. I looked over at her again and dimly saw that she was pretty homely. But from what I could see, she was alright as far as her body went Nothing outstanding, but she was apparently some home, lonely college girl or bar maid. I still didn't make any moves, and she then ran her hand up my leg and into my crotch. She gave my cock a squeeze and it started to rise involuntarily. She felt it just starting to get hard, and although that was just an automatic reaction, she took it for more.
She took my hand quickly and drew it sharply over into her lap and stuck it into her crotch. I took a deep breath from the surprise of feeling her naked thighs and warm crotch. She apparently had worn nothing under her skirt. I looked down at her lap. Her skirt was pulled up around her waist and her legs were spread apart.
And as I looked at her, she forced a couple of my finger down into her pussy and clamped her legs together. She began to rub her thighs back and forth with my hand caught between them and I felt her cunt getting wet and hot My cock now had gotten completely hard, and I had to pull my pants away from it to get comfortable.
The girl put her hand on my stiffened prick then and clumsily began to rub it. I thought now that I might as well plunge into the act rather than spurt out haphazardly or walk around aroused, so I took her hand away from my crotch and reached over to her. I spread her legs farther apart and began feeling her cunt all along her slit. I flicked at her clit rapidly with one finger while I dug into her hole with the fingers of my other hand. She began to whisper at me softly, "Oh, do it good, make me come." And when I really began working on her cunt she said, "Oh, thank you, I'll come in a minute, and then I'll take care of you, oh, I'm coming, coming...."
Her cunt was dripping and now it quivered and contracted as she pumped up and down in little rapid thrusts of her hips. She tensed and then slumped down in her seat briefly. She caught her breath and turned to me.
She pushed me back in my seat and went for my fly. So I leaned back and stretched out my legs. She unzipped me and dug around in my fly until she had brought my aching cock up through my shorts. She pulled on it until it was sticking all the way out, then grabbed it around the middle and slowly pumped on it I put one hand on top of her head and drew her face toward my crotch.
She quickly bent her head then and slipped her lips around the hot red head of my pecker. She opened her mouth wide and slid her lips and tongue and cheeks down my jerking cock as far as she could manage. I felt her warm slippery mouth sliding up and down my cock, squeezing my sizzling tip against the roof of her mouth now and then.
Suddenly I clamped my legs together and tensed my muscles and my cock zinged with that tingling explosion and I shot my come into her gulping mouth. She stayed with it bringing her head up and down along my shooting rod until I slumped back into the seat She tucked my drooping pecker back into my pants and zipped me up. As I slumped there, catching my breath, she got up quietly and disappeared. My brain had been dulled by the movies and this quick blowjob had released me from thinking about sex. I was able now to forget about Selma and Sue and the pros and cons about them. I got up and stumbled home.
CHAPTER FIVE
During the next month I made a few more movies, all of them pretty much the same as the first one I had made. I had settled into a comfortable pattern of making a movie, collecting my money, and then in between times, living and studying and enjoying it all. I continued to see Sue, and enjoyed that more also, now that I had the money to take her places. And she was still not bothering me about where the money was coming from. She only occasionally looked worried about my spending too much. But most of the time, she relaxed and let us both enjoy it.
I had thought that after a while, making these movies would get to be a drag. But one thing at least kept my interest up. And that was Selma. I had been wanting to experience her again ever since that first movie, but although I saw her in the office or glimpsed her as she was leaving the studio after making a movie, I had not gotten to be with her.
Each time Grimes rapped on my door or saw me passing by his room and said "Don't forget, seven tonight," I mostly took it just as I would when called to work at any other job. But partly, I felt some excitement I kept hoping that at this movie, I would at last get a chance to have Selma.
And that's what my response was again when Grimes opened his door as I passed by on my way upstairs and said, "Hey Matt can you show up a little early tonight? I'll want to run through the set-up with you this time, OK?" I said sure, and went to my room. I dropped off my books, took a shower, and then went out to eat and kill some time before I had to be at the studio.
While I was eating, I speculated on what Grimes meant about wanting to run through the set-up with me. I supposed that instead of my usual performance, this time I would have to pretend I was a meter-reader or TV repairman for the sake of what Crimes often enough called a 'script'. And then I thought that if the scene was going to be more elaborate than the ones I usually were in, I might get a chance at Selma this time. I had not forgotten that rippling pussy of hers.
I finally left for the studio, and when I had walked into the tiny front office, Grimes came in carrying a bundle of clothes. He saw me and said, "What do you want to be tonight, a sailor or a Roman?" I looked at the costumes. I decided that I'd be a Roman, since I didn't want to get into one of those sailor suits, and if I were a Roman, all I'd have to do was wrap myself in a sheet. And that wouldn't be staying on me long.
Grimes said OK and motioned for me to follow him. We went into the storeroom, the one with the window into the studio. Three other guys were already in there, and Grimes gave the sailor suits to two of them. They put them on and left. A minute later they were in the studio. I saw that it had been setup vaguely to resemble a waterfront bar. There was a small round table with two chairs at it. A fishnet hung from the wall behind it, and there was a bottle with a candle in it on the table.
The two guys walked into the set and sat down at the table across from each other. One of the pounded on the table top with his fist in a moment, Selma walked in dressed in a short full skirt and a peasant blouse. She was carrying a tray with a bottle and two glasses. She went over to the table and gave the two 'sailors' the glasses and poured some stuff into them.
The sailors gulped it down and then one of them shot his hand out and shoved it under her dress. Selma stepped back and struck at him with her hand. The other guy got up and grabbed her arms and held them behind her while the first fellow rubbed his face. He jerked his head toward the table and the guy who held Selma with her arms behind her pulled her roughly over to the table and jerked her shoulders down onto the top. Then he hauled her body backward so that she was drawn up onto it just as far as her buttocks. Her legs dangled off the edge.
Selma began kicking out with her feet and wrenching her body back and forth. But while one sailor held her, the other put his body in between her legs so that she couldn't kick at him. He eased forward and grabbed her blouse by the front. Suddenly he ripped at the blouse and tore it apart down the front He yanked some more and the whole blouse was torn away. He threw the remnants over his shoulder and leered at Selma's exposed breasts.
They stuck upward, firm and ripe, heaving up and down as she breathed deeply from her efforts to be free. The guy then put his hands over both her breasts and began mashing them in his fingers. The guy who held ha down, wanting to get into the act, bent his head down and bit at one of the breasts that his buddy was not mauling over at the moment Selma tossed and turned under them but could not get free.
The guy in front of her then began rubbing his hands over all her exposed flesh, and when he got to the top of her skirt, he slipped his fingers under the waistband and began tugging at it. It wouldn't slide down fast enough for him, so he sat his arms and yanked them apart until the skirt split at the top. Then he ripped the cloth all the way down and threw the torn skirt away.
Then as his buddy still held Selma down on the tabletop, he dug his hand into her crotch, rubbing his palm along the white silk of her panties. He tired of this quickly, and then shoved his hand under the panties through the leg band. His hand made a lump under those flimsy panties. He stretched them so much with his mauling of her cunt that they, too, began to rip apart. He finished the job with one yank of his other hand, and Selma's cunt came fully into view along with the guy's hand as it dug into her pussy.
The sailor holding her down decided that he couldn't see well enough. He got up on the table and knelt with each knee pinning Selma's arms to the wood top. And now that he could get a good view of what his buddy was doing, he quickly began ripping at the many buttons of his bell-bottoms. His buddy, at the other end of Selma, had shoved his face into her crotch and was making slurping movements with his mouth.
While he was doing this, he ran his hands along Selma's sides. She kept up her struggling and kicking, but to no avail. The guy holding her down by straddling her and kneeling on her arms had now gotten out his cock. He was another one chosen for these movies for his 'good qualifications,' because his cock had sprung out enormously from his sailor suit. He watched his buddy licking Selma's cunt and with one hand he reached down and began to fondle her breasts. With the other hand, he grasped his cock and began to squeeze it until quite a few drops of his come oozed out.
Soon his buddy began tearing out at his own trousers and finally succeeded in getting them off. His cock leaped out, looking almost silly, it was so very long and at the same time so thin. He grabbed Selma's legs then and just walked in toward her, maneuvering his long thin prick as it danced in the air by grinding his hips. He soon found her gaping hole and shoved his cock into it with one quick Jab.
Selma lurched her loins upward then and stopped struggling. The guy at her cunt was not satisfied that he had gotten enough of that fantastically long dong into her and he began easing more and more into her. Selma began to grimace and the guy grinned. The fellow who had all this time been standing with me in the storeroom at the window was breathing hard and had his eyes glued to the scene. When the sailor with the long thin prick had started shoving harder into Selma, he exclaimed, "Wow! Jesus Christ, look at that." I looked over at him, and although the scene aroused me myself, I chuckled at him. He was really in a bad way, and kept tugging at his crotch and gulping.
I turned back to the window and found that the scene was changing. The guy who had been holding Selma down now was dissatisfied with feeling her up and jerking himself off. He watched his buddy getting the best of the action for a minute more and then decided to do something about it himself.
As I watched him, he tested out Selma to see if he could let her go. He seemed satisfied that she was too far out of it to protest anymore, so he bent his body over forward and knelt with his knees just behind her shoulders on the tabletop. When he leaned forward, he dug his fat cock in between her breasts. Then he stretched himself out forward and let his chest graze along her belly.
The scene I was now watching was one in which Selma laid stretched out on her back on the table while one sailor stood at her Crotch, ramming his cock into her in fast, forceful jabs. His buddy at her other end pumped his loins back and forth, making his fat red pecker head disappear and reappear at the cleavage under Selma's breasts. He also had stretched out along her and supported himself over her by placing his hands on either side of her waist at the edge of the table. His head was bent down and his tongue and lips lapped on her cunt, now bulging from being fucked by his buddy's cock right under his nose. He apparently didn't care that his buddy kept thumping into his lowered head as he shoved back and forth into Selma.
I watched the scene beginning to draw to its conclusion. The guy at Selma's crotch began ramming at her more violently, until he was ramming his cock back and forth like a rabbit. His buddy also began thrusting his cock furiously in and out between Selma's breasts, and that fat reddened tip of his cock flipped back and forth against her white smooth flesh as he sucked and slurped at her battered cunt Suddenly, the guy standing up at her cunt began to writhe and twist in violent jerks. His cock throbbed in several quick hard contractions, and then he slowly eased off his pumping and stumbled back.
He fell into a chair behind him and his long prick began to droop between his legs, leaking a few drops of come, as he sat there gasping. His buddy stayed where he was, pumping hard. Now that Selma's cunt was entirely free, he slid his head down further and lapped at it rapidly, licking up her cunt juices as they flowed out of her, oozing along her slit mixed with foaming come.
He continued to thrust with his loins and then he tensed sharply as his red and swollen pecker head lunged out from between those bulging breasts. His thick hot cock jumped and jerked violently and a series of long streams of his come shot out, splattering down over Selma's belly and running down her sides. Finally, he collapsed upon her and they all lay still, catching their breaths.
After a few minutes, Grimes came toward them and slapped the guy on top of Selma on the back. He rose up and took the towel Grimes offered him and moved off. Grimes gave Selma a towel and she wiped herself and got up. They all disappeared and in a moment, Grimes came into the storeroom. He lit a cigarette and stood around explaining to me and the other guy with me what our scene was going to be. He said that we'd clear out the barroom set and move in some low couches and some Roman looking urns and cups and some fake grapes.
We were supposed to be a couple of ancient Romans having an impromptu little orgy after dinner. Grimes said that there would be at least four girls in this one, and my ears picked up when he mentioned that we could get started as soon as Selma had rested and cleaned herself up. I was going to get another chance at her at last, even if I had to play this silly game.
Grimes finished his smoke and started to pick up some props. The other guy and I picked up a couch Grimes nodded at and carried it into the studio. We began dismantling the previous set and soon we had erected the Roman orgy set. We went back into the storeroom and found the two sailors changing back into their regular clothes. My partner and I got into the sheets that would be serving as Roman togas and then tramped back into the studio.
Both my partner and I stood around in the studio being very annoyed with the sheets, looking uncomfortable, and Grimes told us not to worry about the costumes. We would be lounging on the couches and anyway, we would be out of them in a few minutes. He arranged us each on one of the low couches and gave jus a brass goblet to pretend we were drinking out of. He went back to his camera and fiddled with it briefly, and then the door opened.
Selma came in leading three other girls. They were costumed in loose, flowing gowns, and you could see from the way their breasts moved and from the way their skin showed through that they were wearing nothing else. The three other girls were not as spectacular as Selma, but they were all right. They were carrying fake fruit, wine jugs, and such like. Selma seemed to have a real bunch of grapes.
They flowed over to us and divided themselves up I was pleased that I got one of the girls and Selma as well. When they got to us, they began to act like handmaidens, offering us the fake fruit and filling up the brass goblets. Selma had perched herself next to me on the couch and had begun to feed me some grapes, while the other girl climbed onto the couch behind me and started rubbing my neck. Grimes started to motion with hand and I picked up my cue from the other guy. He had started to feel his girls through their gowns and they were running their hands over his body. I did the same with Selma and let the other girl pass her hands over me. Soon the trio on the other couch were hard at it. The guy had worked his hands into the top of one of his girl's and the other girl had begun to draw away his sheet. I saw that he was another actor who seemed not to have any of the usual 'qualifications' and I wondered what specialty he did to make up for it.
Meantime, I was responding to the attentions of my two girls. The one behind me had slipped her hand under my sheet and was rubbing my chest. Her breast cradled my head and I felt their ample softness at the back of my neck. Selma leaned forward onto me and began to kiss my neck. Her hands were busy feeling along my thighs and up onto my belly. She kept brushing past my crotch and I felt excitement followed by disappointment each time she approached my stiff hard cock and then went right on by. I put my arms around her and stroked her supple body.
As I stroked her, I pulled her gown up from behind and slipped my hands under it, caressing her round, smooth buttocks. She had drawn away the sheet I was wrapped in and I brought up my knee between her legs, feeling her warm pussy rest against the flesh of my upper leg. She began to grind her cunt lightly against me and the opened her mouth and placed it over mine.
Her hot flicking tongue darted into my mouth and I gasped as she finally ran her hand down my body and grasped my swollen dick. She began fondling it lightly as she kissed me and ground her cunt into my leg. The Other girl put her head down into my neck and began kissing it. She licked at my skin there and then dug her tongue into my ear. I felt a sudden thrill as she wormed herself over alongside me and grabbed my arm between her legs. I sensed her pussy tickling my arm and then felt its heat searing against my flesh.
Selma paused briefly and started to loosen her gown. As the other girl did the same, I glanced over to my partner and his girls. They had already stripped and were tumbling around with each other on the couch. Just before I turned back to my own girls, the guy had pulled his two girls together facing each other and was flying along the crack where the two bodies joined, digging his cock in between them.
I lay back and let Selma and the other girl go to work on me. They each took a side and started from the top. They began kissing and nibbling at my ears as they Iran their long cool fingers across my chest, down my belly and down into my crotch. Their fingers gently tugged at my balls and tickled my thumping prick. My hands got bush and roamed over their bodies, grabbing onto their flesh and pulling them closer toward me. I could now once again feel both their quite hot cunts pressed into my legs.
As they worked on me, they gyrated their loins and their pussy juices began to smear onto me, giving me that intoxicating odor and making me breathe more rapidly. They both then bent their heads down to me and began licking my skin, causing me to jerk my body now and then. They worked their way down toward my crotch and dug their tongues into my flesh where my balls were attached to my crotch. Their noses grazed along the back of my cock, tickling it and making it thump up and down on my belly.
I decided to try to keep things as prolonged as possible and let them work on me, trying to ignore them I looked over at the next couch to see what the pace was there. I then knew what this guy's 'qualification' was He was lying on his back with one of the girls sitting across his loins. His pecker was shoved into her dripping cunt about halfway and she was rolling her hips in small easy circles as she hovered over him. While this was going on, the other girl sat straddling his face. His tongue lapped quickly back and forth in her slit as she held the lips of her inflamed pussy apart for him.
The girl at his crotch did her work well and his cock began contracting. He twitched violently for a few second and then a stream of come mixed with her cunt juice trailed down his hardened shaft. The girl rolled off him and his pecker began to droop. Then the girl who had been getting ate by his tongue eased herself downward and took up the place of the other girl, who in turn took up the position of the guy's head.
He began lapping at that girl's cunt just as he had licked the others. And the girl who now was at his crotch grasped his drooping pecker and played with rolling it in her slit as she fondled his balls. His cock jumped back up immediately and she stuffed it into her gaping cunt, sinking down on it until it disappeared. He started to pump his loins again and the scene was pretty much the same as it had been just a few seconds before. I turned back to Selma and the other girl then.
As I did so, they both drew their tongues down along my sides and over onto my lower belly. Selma picked up my cock at the base so that it stood up straight into the air. Then she put her tongue at its base and the other girl did the same on its other side. They began drawing their tongues one on each side of my bulging prick, all the way to the top. When they reached the hot red tip, their tongues flicked out and around it, grazing under the sensitive edge of it and then tickled the skin at the back.
As they did this, I reached down on each side of me and groped for their cunts. When I found them, I pressed my palms against them and dug into the slits with my middle fingers. As I slid my fingers up and down the two slippery pussies, Selma reached down between my legs and tickled the hairs on my ass, rubbing her fingers lightly just inside the folds of my buttocks. This was a maddening sensation that caused me to flex the muscles of my ass. And this in mm increased the pleasure of their licking on my cock.
Soon I felt the other girl slip away from my cock and inch her way downward slightly. She pressed my legs apart and began licking my thighs. As she did this, Selma took over the licking of my now throbbing cock. She now began to slip her lips over the head when she had licked all the way up. The girl at my thighs moved in closer and started to lick at the folds of my ass just beneath my swollen balls. Then just as Selma eased her moist lips over the head of my cock, the other girl darted her tongue deep into the folds of my buttocks and touched my asshole.
I shivered and gasped, and that reaction caused her to go at it all the more. She pushed my tense legs apart further and ran her fingers along the sensitive area, then began flicking at it with her tongue. Selma continued working on my pecker, not letting it get too near the point of no return.
Just then Selma and the other girl paused in their working on me, rearranging themselves. I took a breather from this and looked over at the other couch. This guy was phenomenal. This time, his two girls were kneeling facing each other, on each side of him. He also knelt down and his groin was thrust forward. The two girls had captured his pecker between their two dripping cunts and were not rubbing their clits against each other's oozing pussy, all the while keeping the guy's cock sliding along their slits. The reddened head of his cock dug into each of their cunts and as he humped his loins up and down, the head pushed its way up past their clits briefly before it was drawn back in along the inside of the lips.
Just as I was about to turn back to Selma and the other girl, his girls suddenly rubbed their cunts together violently and went into wild convulsions of coining, and the guy shot even more spurts of come into the air. I turned back just as he pushed one girl down on the couch and laid on her, rolling back and forth.
Selma had turned her backside to me and had bent her head back down to my crotch. Her knees straddled my head and she lowered her cunt toward me. The other girl had placed herself between my legs and buried her face into the space under my balls. I felt her pussy lower itself onto my leg and work around and back and forth. I raised my head slightly and flicked out my tongue at Selma's juice-smeared cunt, tasting that powerful, pungent fluid and tickling the inside lips of her pussy.
Selma then began to mouth more of my cock in real earnest. She slipped her lips over the head and then slowly pushed her tightened mouth down along the shaft all the way to the base. Then she sucked in her mouth and drew back her head until my cock was almost out of her mouth again. Meanwhile, the other girl was nuzzling my balls with her nose and darting her tongue down into the folds of my ass.
As I dug my tongue into Selma's hot, wet cunt hole, I felt her cunt rippling over it, just as it had when I had first driven my rod into her that first time I had made a movie. I had to have her now; I couldn't wait to feel that rippling cunt play over my cock. I put by hands on her buttocks and shoved her loins forward. She let me ease her downward toward my straining, rock-hard cock. When her cunt was sitting next to it, she grasped it in one hand and touched its head to her slit. She rubbed it up and down along her slippery smooth pussy and rubbed her clit on its head. Now and then I felt her pushing the tip of my cock against her hole and moving her muscles so that the edges of that deep, dark cavern nipped at my pecker.
The other girl had moved into Selma's old position and I licked at her while I tried to shove my fat rod into Selma's cunt But she kept it away and toyed with it, smearing it with her hot cunt juices, nibbling at it with the edge of her cunthole.
I continued to lap at the cunt above me and then I suddenly realized that I didn't feel the wet, hot cunt at my dick anymore. I pushed the girl above me aside and glanced around. Selma left my couch and was now at the other guy's crotch. He was sitting on the edge of the couch at the end, one hand burled in the cunt of one of his own girls and the other hand on his cock. The other girl had collapsed on the couch behind him, and the girl whose cunt he was playing with was lying back, tossing and groaning softly.
Selma came up to the guy and lowered her cunt onto the tip of his dick. I saw then that she was giving him the ripple treatment that she had once given me. And I knew that they could keep this up almost all night, judging from the way that guy kept coming every few minutes. I was pissed that Selma had left my couch, and got doubly pissed when I realized that she had been teasing me tonight. And in fact, she had most likely been teasing me along ever since that first movie we made together, since she always seemed to manage not to be the girl I drew as a partner for the movies, even though at times she was plainly available.
My cock was throbbing and jerking up and down on my belly and my balls ached for release. I angrily threw the other girl down on her back and went to work on her. She had been playing with me also, getting all kinds of responses from me and all the while, holding back herself. Now I dropped my weight on her and crushed my mouth on hers. I pressed my chest against her and ground it on her breasts. My rigid cock dug its shaft into her, rubbing all over her juicy cunt. My hand flew over her body and I pushed them under her, squeezing her buttocks. I then pulled the cheeks of her ass apart and began tickling the sensitive skin between them. I reached all the way under and touched her cunt from behind, driving my finger into her cunthole. She began to writhe under me now, and I took my mouth from hers and started to lick her skin to her breasts.
When I got there, I furiously sucked and licked and nibbled at her nipples, raising them up full and still I drew back my loins as I did this and supported myself on my knees so that my leaping, hot rod rocked in the air just in front of her pussy. I began to let it brush lightly across the lips of her cunt letting her feel it close and hot and hard.
She began to breathe hard and she started to whisper, "Oh God, oh do it, stick it in me, do it now, now...." But I kept up the teasing, sliding my dick's pulsing hot head across her clit and licking and nipping her twitching flesh. I threw my weight onto my knees and with one hand I reached down into her crotch. There I began pinching and twisting the folds of her ass and the lips of her cunt, making sure that her stiff little bud of a clit got brushed lightly often.
The girl began thrashing around under me and groaning. Her hips thrust themselves up at me again and again, but I kept my cock away, only letting it push lightly against that now gaping and dripping cunthole. The girl began grabbing at my arms and pulling at me. Her finger dug into me and she arched her back, trying to shove her cunt around my elusive cock. I held back, letting my fingers fly across her breasts and down into her cunt, then down into her ass and back up.
The girl began to moan loudly and then began to babble at me, "Cod, god, god, please stick it in me, please, please, please, oh god, god, ram it in me, I have to have it in me, put it in." I teased her some more and then said to her, "What do you want? Say it, you, say it" The girl didn't care by now what she said and yammered aloud, "Your cock, oh yes, your cock, I want your cock in me, put your cock in me please, please, now." I grinned at her and placed her hand on my prick. "This? Is this what you want?" I said.
She gasped and tried to shove it in her, but I still held off until she was groaning, "Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me, now, now, fuck me now...." I pulled her hand away and lowered myself onto her. I felt her cunt and found her hole right away. I shoved it hard into her, and felt it slide deep down her cunt until it was in all the way. Then I picked her hips up and placed her legs on my shoulders and leaned forward on them so that I didn't have to support myself on my arms and could stand on my knees.
All my energy then could go into my hips and I used it. I rammed my cock hard and fast into her, raiding her back and forth on the couch. I felt my groin thumping into her crotch and my balls slapping against her buttocks as I drove my pecker in and out of her cunt. She put her arms up and grabbed my head between her thrown up legs, tugging at it and uttering little yipes and whines as she tossed her hips back and forth.
As I worked on this girl, I felt my balls being held lightly as they swayed in my thrusting motions and I felt a hard, yet soft wet warmth in my ass and I then glanced around and found that one of the other's guy's girls had come over and was playing with me as I worked on my girl.
I continued my thrusting as the other girl increased my excitement and suddenly I felt the girl I was ramming my cock into begin to tense and then her cunt gripped it again. She was coming and her cunt quivered and contracted as she tossed about violently and cried out in long, soft cries.
I let go then and rammed into her as fast as I could pump my loins and suddenly my gasping cock burst in an intense shock of tingling that nearly tore it apart and I shot off my come into the girl in thick rapid blasts. And just as I began to think that I had reached the peak of that soaring zinging feeling, the other girl suddenly shoved her finger deep into my asshole and I gasped. My cock lurched and exploded wide with that tingling and more come blasted into the girl's cunt I finally slowed and dropped away from the girl.
I lay down between the two girls, gasping for breath. When things grew calmer, I glanced over at the other couch to see how close we were to quitting. Selma was still on the other guy, whose cock was still hard inside her. He lay back with his arms outstretched and his head rolling from side to side while Selma slowly gyrated her loins and let her cunt ripple over his dick. I watched the procedure for a while and let the girl who had joined my couch play with my now drooping cock. The scene before me reminded me of what it felt like to be inside that fantastic cunt of Selma's and my cock did not go entirely soft. It stayed limp but plump and the other girl brought it around to her cunt and leaned her clit, slowly at first and then more and more rapidly.
I saw that the guy who had his cock up Selma's cunt was beginning to come, and as he started to pump at her with his hips, she reached down behind her and dug into his ass. He lurched up and I saw the base of his cock squeezing and unsqueezing. My cock was nearly stiff now again and at this juncture it leapt fully erect once more. I rolled over onto the new girl and shoved it into her and immediately felt the need to come, to get it all out I pumped it back and forth in her until at last my aching cock zinged and shot off more come. I waited inside the girl for a few minutes and then drew my soft cock out feeling it satisfied and at rest Shortly, Crimes passed out towels and then the girls disappeared into the ladies room at the end of the room outside. I wiped myself off and went into the storeroom and dressed. The other guy followed me, and then we went into the office to get paid. I pocketed the money and left heading back to my room. I was still more pissed at not getting to fuck Selma again, and I also was aching more than ever to do it now.
CHAPTER FIVE
A few days later, I was sitting in my room with Slugger McBarnes. He had come down the hall to my room to find out what he could from me about frog brains. He was behind in his Biology, as usual, and I did my best to explain about brains to him. He sat hunched in a chair next to me as I went over the lab book with him, and then he finally gave up for a few minutes. "What I need," he said, "is a good piece of ass once in a while. I sure do envy you. That Sue Helms is a sharp looking girl. I wish I had more brains. All the girls around here go for that, not like back in high school." He looked pretty depressed about it. "Cheer up, Slugger," I said. "Brains aren't everything. Look around hard enough and some one will turn up. Besides, Sue has her disadvantages. She was supposed to drop by and go over the physics experiments with me, but her mother called her back home again. She says her mother wired her that her father was deathly ill and she thinks that that's going to turn out to be just another little trick of her mother's. Her old man probably has a cold. But she took off for home at the beginning of the week anyway."
This didn't cheer him up much, but he seemed sympathetic and he gathered up his books, nodding his head sadly. He gave me a slug on the arm by way of encouragement and then ambled out the door. I began to fix some instant coffee before getting back to the books, when someone rapped on the door and yelled through it, "Hey, Stone, you got a phone call."
I went downstairs to the phone in the hallway and answered it. It was Selma. She told me that they had been trying to reach Grimes, because they wanted to make another movie that night. Buckly had made a deal with a distributor and now found that he needed another one in a hurry. I asked her what that had to do with me, and she said that they wanted me to go down to the studio and lend a hand on the camera if they couldn't find Grimes. If they found him, they wanted me to be in the movie as well. I thought about it for a minute.
I asked her if she was going to be in the movie. She laughed and said that she was always called when they couldn't round up anyone else. She said that they might be able to get one of the other girls, but the policy generally was that they used just about everybody who showed up. If she was going to be the only girl there, then I had my chance tonight, even though there would be another guy around. I decided to take her up on it and hoped that they could get in touch with Grimes so that I would have something else to do besides working the camera. So I told her OK and that they'd have to take their chances with my camera work. I knew how to turn it on and how to turn it off and that was about all. She told me to show up as soon as possible and hung up.
Grimes would probably be at the photo lab at the college, developing pictures for the college paper. I called the newspaper office and told them that 'Selma was looking for him', knowing that that would be enough for him to know mat something was going on. I hoped he would be dropping by that office soon. I wanted him there at the studio so that I could get at Selma right away. I thought of going after him, but decided that would be wasting too much time.
I raced back up to my room, grabbed a jacket and then headed for the studio. As I walked into the little front office, I heard Buckly grumbling about the goddamned market and the goddamn pushy distributors and that goddamn Grimes who keeps disappearing ... Selma was sitting on the edge of the desk, flipping over a magazine and the 'sailor' I had seen the time I had made that Roman movie a few days before was sitting against the wall. When I entered, Selma said, "OK, Joe, pipe down. We can get started on it now. Let's go."
We went into the studio and set up the lights. I asked Buckly what sort of set he wanted to use this time. He said he didn't care what it looked like, just as long as it used up film and showed lots of skin so that his distributor got off his back about it. The set was just about the same as it was when we finished that Roman thing and Buckly didn't seem to be too interested in giving any explicit directions, so I told the guy to change into one of those short Roman undershirts you sometimes see actors wearing in movies about ancient Rome. I told him to wait in the hallway until I signaled for him to come. Buckly seemed satisfied that I was taking charge of the production, so he stomped out saying, "I'll be in the office when you're done."
The guy disappeared into the storeroom and I told Selma to change into the same costume she had worn in the last flick. While she was gone, I tidied up the set a little and practiced moving the camera around. She came back after a few minutes and I explained what I wanted her to do. She went over to one of the couches and stood by it, facing the camera, waiting to begin. I ducked behind the camera and set up the scene in the viewfinder, then signaled for them to start.
Selma went into action then. First, she simply eased herself forward down on the couch and stretched out lazily. She started to undulate her body then, using long, voluptuous movements with her hips and legs. She had her breasts wrapped tightly in the gown and the pink of her flesh and the darker points of her breasts could be seen dimly through the gauzy material. She heaved a deep sigh and her nipples pointed up through the gown. She briefly touched them with her fingers, then began stroking them at length.
She continued slowly moving her legs and then lazily pulled the gown apart at the top so that her breasts peeped out As she brought one hand up to her breasts and began to feel them and rub her nipples between her fingers, her other hand stole downward and unloosened the gown at her waist. Her hand slipped under the edge of it and the material of the dress began to move slightly over the place where her hand rested. These small movements of the gown added up and soon the gown fell away from her, held onto her only by the shoulders. As the gown slipped away, her long, sloping body was exposed. I let the camera travel down along her creamy smooth skin, down her gently rounded belly and then pulled it back to get a long shot of her navel. Her long slim arm trailed down along her side and rested in the fold of her leg. Her supple fingers lay over her crotch and very slowly stroked her cunt as the thicket of black curly hair peeped through and around them.
Soon she began to ease her hips upward slightly and ease them back down again as her fingers caressed her pussy. Then she picked up her hand a little and pointed one long, cool finger downward. She spread her legs apart ever so slightly and reached far down into her crotch. I moved the camera in and zoomed in on her crotch slightly to one side, so that her hand was not in the way. Her finger touched her skin deep down her crotch, just at the point where her silt left off. She then slowly drew the very tip of her finger upward along her cunt letting it dip a little way in between the lips of her cunt As she drew her finger upward, she exposed little by little the soft pink flesh inside her slit.
Her finger moved upward toward her clit and when it reached it, she let it ease over the little bud, pressing her loins up so that I could see her finger flip over the clit When she had reached the top of her cunt, she placed her finger all along her cunt and pressed it flat against the lips. She opened her legs some more and nestled that finger down between the lips of her pussy. She then drew it along the slippery insides of her slit and smeared some of the juices mat had begun to flow over her clit I moved the camera around so that I was pointing its lens up between her legs as she lay there, moving in slow undulations. Her leg had spread wider now, and one of them had dropped off the edge of the bed so that her foot rested on the floor. I let the camera roll on, filming her crotch at some length. The black hair began to glisten from the moisture oozing out of her hole. Her finger pointed down and dipped into her hole and back out, trailing along her pink slit with some more force. And when she came to her little clit, she flicked at it rapidly and squeezed her buttocks together.
Next I hauled the camera round to the top of the bed. I brought it down so that I shot down along Selma's body from her head. I zoomed in and filmed the scene from between her smooth round breasts. They heaved up and down as she breathed and framed her crotch farther down as she thrust her cunt upward and slid her finger back and forth in her slit I moved around to get a side view and then Selma had an inspiration. She reached over to one side of her and fumbled with the basket of fake fruit we had used for props the last time. She found a wax apple and picked it up.
I moved in closer and filmed the scene. She reached down to her cunt with one hand and spread apart the lips of her pussy. This caused her clit to peep up, pink and stiff. With the other hand, she brought the wax apple to her crotch and began to roll it back and forth over her clit As she rolled it I zoomed in as closely as I could and picked up in the viewfinder that little but, stiff and moist and pin, being crushed briefly by that fat red apple.
I pulled the camera back and continued filming the scene from a long shot and decided that that was enough for Selma alone. I dashed to the door and rapped on it and then went back to the camera. Just as I got there, the guy who was scheduled to be in the movie walked in and surveyed the scene. He saw Selma writhing on the couch and he lurched forward, then stopped and looked at me, as if to ask if that was all right, that his instincts were fine. I nodded for him to go ahead, and he moved into the scene.
He had changed into the costume I told him to, but that wasn't such a good idea I saw now. The undershirt thing hung down all right, but in the first place, he had that very long thin dick and in the second place it was hard by now. The costume stuck out in front of him, looking like a flag draped on a flagpole. I eased the camera around behind him quickly so that as little of that ridiculous sight as possible showed up on screen. I told him to take the damn thing off right away, and as he did so, I moved the camera around to the top of the couch. He threw off the costume and stood there over Selma. I had a good shot of her melting cunt, quivering under the probes of her ginger fingers and of his incredibly long and oddly thin cock dancing just above it.
He lost no time in doing what he was being paid for and what he obviously wanted to do. But he approached Selma and began to lie down on top of her, and I had to tell him that mat wouldn't do, because then I could get nothing in the film but his back and her sides. Selma knew what should be done and she pushed him up until he was kneeling between her legs, that long, long white pecker sticking up in the air. She drew her legs under her and inched her puckering cunt forward toward that flagpole of a cock.
When she had thrust her loins in close to it, she then reached for it with one hand and drew it down slightly. Then she put her little slit next to his shaft and began to draw it up along his twitching cock. She stopped when he had reached the tip and began rubbing her clit against the very end of his dick. His cock began to ooze out some moisture and she rubbed it over the entire head with her clit. With her other hand, she reached down and fondled the guy's balls.
He put his hands up and began mashing her breasts and squeezing her nipples between his fingers. But then I couldn't get a clear shot, so I told him to take the hand away that was closest to the camera. He continued to feel up Selma's breasts with the one hand, and with the other, he reached down toward his own balls. He reached under then and I knew what he was doing. Selma's cunt was down at the base of his pecker and was rubbing against the shaft, and that meant that her hole was down near his balls. He groped around and then I saw his hand poking back and forth.
Selma left off rubbing her cunt against the guy's cock then and got up on her knees and turned toward the camera. She said something quickly to the guy and he got to his knees and walked on them around behind her. His hands came around in front of her and grasped her breasts. Selma reached behind and spread her legs a little more. I picked up in the viewfinder his long dong slipping between her legs, the back of it sliding along her slit, and the head of it and a little more protruding out in front of her.
I zoomed in and filmed her crotch. The guy's dick slipped back and forth, shining in the light from the cunt juices it was picking up. The top of her slit would begin to part and a second later, the head of his cock, red and moist and throbbing, would appear and continue out a little way in front I pulled back and began a longer shot. The guy's hand trailed down Selma's side and inched over in front of her and then one of the fingers pointed down and poked into her slit it stayed nestled between the lips of her cunt and stroked back and forth. I told him that I needed more visibility there, so he put his other hand down and spread the edges apart, exposing the dripping pink flesh and the small stiff bud of her clit as he stroked it.
I moved the camera to a side angle. Selma stretched on her knees upward, thrusting her ample breasts forward so that those stiffened pink nipples pointed straight up. I played the camera down her profile, catching that long, creamy smooth slope of flesh as it undulated in slow movements like waves from her shoulders to her knees. The guy's cock pulled away and pushed back from behind her and his groin slapped against her backside as he shoved at her.
Selma gave him more quickly whispered directions and then eased forward and slipped off the end of his cock. It sprang up and slapped against his belly and I then dollied the camera in front of Selma. She had sat down at the very edge of the couch at the corner and had spread-eagled herself out Her cunt hovered at the corner wide and dripping, bulging out toward the camera, hot and pink. The guy crawled along her from head and supported himself on his elbows as his head dipped down and sank into her bush.
His tongue flashed out and dug against Selma's clit, then pushed downward and lapped at her thickly flowing cunt juices. As he slurped and sucked at her cunt he stood up on his knees so that his cock hung down over Selma's belly. Her hand went up to it and she began feeling the tip of it between her fingers, drawing out more of his oozing come and spreading it around the head of his cock as she squeezed it As she did this to his pecker, Selma lifted her head and began blowing lightly on his ass. Then she began kissing his buttocks and flicking her tongue along the crack. He began to twitch and squirm and he buried his face deeper into her slurpy muff. I let the camera rove around on this scene and felt myself itchy to be in on the action. My cock strained against my pants and I tried to keep my breathing normal.
Just then the door to the studio opened and I glanced around. Crimes had stepped in and he was carrying what turned out to be one of those silly costumes I had the other guy wear. He came over to the camera and handed me the costume and told me to get in the act while he took over. I didn't bother to go into the storeroom. I just shed my clothes and for the sake of the movie, I climbed into the outfit Crimes gave me the go-ahead and I walked into the scene, keeping my back to the camera so that my cock shoving out the costume would not show.
As I approached Selma and the guy, I tore off the garment and tossed it aside. I didn't know where to begin, with Selma and the guy wrapped together so closely. But when I had stripped and stood there next to them, Selma reached out and grappled with my dick and began stroking it and pulling on it, drawing me in closer. When I had drawn up very close, she pushed on the other guy's flanks and he moved himself off her and swung around to lap at her cunt from between her legs.
Selma tugged at one of my legs and I threw it up and over her so that I straddled her head. She grabbed my throbbing cock again and I fell forward over her, my dick dangling and dancing just above her breasts and my face resting on her soft warm belly. She arched her chest and captured my cock between her breasts, rolling the silky skin against the head of my pecker, smearing the moisture that oozed from it onto her breasts so that my cock slid easily around, hot and Jumping.
I lifted my head from its resting place on her belly and began licking the skin there, digging my tongue into her belly button and running my hands over her creamy flesh. I kept hearing the guy's tongue making slurpy, squishing sounds in Selma's cunt and I smelled that Intoxicating odor wafting from her Juice-smeared pussy.
I felt Selma's loins lifting up and as I hovered there over her, her breasts massaging my leaping cock, I looked up and saw that the guy had put his hands under Selma's ass and had drawn her thighs up. He was leaning back on his knees, and he placed her thighs on either side of his legs so that they rested on the tops of his legs. His long thin cock throbbed in the air until he reached down and pulled its head to point up at her puckering hole.
As I watched, trembling from the shivers of pleasure tickling through my cock, his flaming red pecker head dribbled out a few drops of moisture and headed to that bubbling hole. It touched her there and pushed aside her gleaming pink lips and began to disappear. The red tip sank in and his long white shaft, throbbing like a heartbeat, shoved its way down into her, making her cunt slurp and squish as her juices smeared around it. Those liquid, slurping sounds and that smell of pungent cunt juice flooded my senses and Selma's maddening massage of my straining cock threw me into a wild craving for release.
Selma's tongue found its way to my buttocks then, and I gasped as I felt that firm, wet pressure digging along the crack of my ass and tickling the edge of my asshole. I squirmed and clenched my teeth, dying to have my cock gasped in that deep cunt of hers. Selma whispered directions at me and I obeyed them automatically. I stretched out a little more and bent my head down toward her crotch. I flashed out my tongue and licked at the stiffened bud of her clit. I tasted her sweet cunt and felt her juices flow.
As I dug around in her pussy, the other guy's cock now and then scraped against my nose and the cunt juices filled my nostrils with that maddening odor. It was torture to feel and see and smell a cock slamming into the cunt I desperately wanted to fuck. I could feel doubly sharp that my own dick was going unused except for Selma's breast massage.
Selma urged her body upward then and pulled away from the other guy. His long dick flopped out and pulsed in the air. He started to scramble upward toward her to get it back in, but she turned on her side facing me. She reached down at my dick as I swung around to lie down in front of her. Then she lifted one leg up and placed my dick in between her thighs. I started to dig at her with my rock-hard rod, but she clamped her legs together and held it there, its thick, wide top scraping along her slit She began squeezing her thighs together and her hot cunt juices oozed around my quivering pecker, making it slip back and forth in tiny movements with her squeezing. This was better than before and I kept thrusting my loins, trying to get the head of my dick into her hole.
Then I became aware of a new sensation. It felt as though she was stroking the edge of my cock with her finger. But then I felt something firm and blunt poke into my groin once or twice and I realized what was going on. She had reached around behind her and had eased the other guy's cock in between her legs also. His thin cock slipped back and forth against mine and I immediately pulled away.
She was making me share even that small amount of her cunt. I was pissed, but I was too far-gone to do anything else about it but pull away and look for somewhere else to jab my dick. I inched upward then and grabbed onto her head. I drew my thighs up around her face and sank down, jabbing the head of my cock at her mouth. She opened wide and I forced it down past her lips. Her wet, warm mouth felt almost as good as a cunt, and she sucked at it, making moist, slurping sounds and began growling in her throat I felt her draw away then and I got up on my knees to see what was going on.
Selma had turned her back to me and faced the other guy. She had drawn up her knees and thrown them around the guy's waist. His long, slim cock jutted into her again and his balls swayed to and fro as Grimes zoomed in on them from the other side. I looked the scene over for a place, but Selma had grasped the other guy to her closely. Crimes hissed at me to find something to do with myself, anything, just as long as I did it in a hurry. I was half-crazed with excitement and I groped around trying to find something to do about it I was pissed again that Selma had brushed me off, and the sight of that pink cunt of her sliding along someone else's cock infuriated me.
I scrambled downward then and stretched out facing her back. I drew my hips back and aimed my swollen and dribbling pecker and rammed it hard against her fat, round ass. I felt it touch against her hole and I began shoving at it At first her asshole was tight and impenetrable, but the more I shoved, the looser it got and suddenly my cock slammed all the way in up to the hilt I slammed against her again and again, not giving a damn about anything anymore except getting release. I felt the other guy's balls banging against mine and his knees now and then knocked onto mine, but I kept my pumping up, stuffing my fat thick hunk of meat deep into Selma's ass. She kept trying to ease away from me, but I dug one leg under her side and threw the other over the top of her hip. I pressed my knees together then and forced my hands around in front of her chest and grabbed her tits.
This kept her from moving too far away and I began jabbing my cock harder and harder into her. The muscles around her asshole were tight and they squeezed the shaft of my pecker, making it swell even more and throb in big hard pulses. I clenched myself against her as I rammed into her and then I felt her battered rectum squirming around my cock, squeezing it in hard rapid grips. I was panting hard and sweating and then I felt myself letting loose. That searing, electric sensation ripped through my cock as it lurched in dozens of contractions and my come blasted out hot and thick. I tensed my whole body in a sudden, sharp reflex and rode out the explosion in my loins.
When I felt the feeling the out, I released my breath and fell away from Selma, gasping for air and drifting along half-unconscious from the prolonged excitement that had ripped loose so hard and fast I lay there for a while and then saw that Crimes had moved his camera around and had zoomed in on Selma's crotch that he got a good shot of the guy's cock ramming into her. I was out of the view of the camera, so I sat up and stretched my arms, shaking off the stupor I had been in. I could see the guy's cock taking long, fast drives into Selma's cunt but I was no longer much interested in the scene, so I moved away from the couch.
I went over to where I had dropped my clothes and started putting them on. Crimes pulled back the camera, glanced at me distractedly, and then told me to take over the camera work for a minute. I finished dressing and went to the camera. Grimes abandoned it and stepped away, and then began to strip off his clothes. I peered into the viewfinder and started to move in toward the scene. Then Grimes appeared and walked over to them. I saw why he had not been in any of the movies I had been involved in, and it wasn't just because he was the cameraman. His cock bobbed up from between his legs, and while it would no doubt do for most situations, it was not much material for these sex flicks. And another reason was his tastes.
I expected him to take up the position that I had left, and I moved the camera around to pick it up. But instead, Crimes plunked down on the end of the couch and began feeling those struggling, sweaty bodies with one hand while he grasped his short tool with the other.
He stroked his own cock for a while and as he did so he began pawing at Selma's crotch, feeling her cunt and the guy's slippery dick as it drove in and out of her. He stuffed his fingers into her cunt alongside the thrusting cock; then drew his hand over the two humping buttocks, digging into both their assholes. He began then to dig at Selma's cunt and catch her juices on his hand. He kept bringing his juice-smeared hand down to his short dick and rubbed it all over, until his pecker was gleaming in the movie lights from the moisture. He began to hunch himself toward them and I dollied around with the camera to pick up whatever he was up to.
He arched his back and thrust his loins up into the space where Selma's cunt and the guy's cock met His short cock touched them and he brought his hand down and felt around in the area. Then he finally got a grip on his peckerhead and thrust it forward. It began to slip into Selma's cunt alongside the slim white shaft of the other guy. Crimes threw his head back and let the other guy do the work. Grimes was bringing himself off by just placing his little dick Inside Selma and letting the longer cock slide back and forth across it. I dutifully put it on the film, although it was pretty tricky trying to zoom in on so many bodies moving so fast.
Soon Grimes began to twitch and lurch around and I saw through the viewfinder that he was coining. Selma's cunt had been oozing cunt juices, and now it was mixed with foaming white come as Grimes held in there, keeping his cock from slipping out from so much lubrication.
The other fellow suddenly increased his pumping and banged against Selma so hard I could hear his body slapping against her. Grimes apparently had finished and let the sudden violent thrusting of his partner push him aside. He lay there gasping as the other guy went to work.
I pulled the camera back so that I got a shot of both Selma and the guy and at the same time showed a good plain view of their groins. The guy kept slamming into her and then gave one long hard shove from way back, driving his incredibly long dick deep inside Selma. The inch or so that was still outside her cunt strained and flexed and unflexed as his cock shot out his come into her. He let out a long, tense growl from deep in his throat as he came, and then he collapsed against Selma, gasping.
Selma let him lie there for a brief moment and then eased away from him, exposing her dripping, come smeared cunt and the guy's still stiff prick. She kept easing away and the guy rolled onto his back, causing his long dong to slip out of her cunt and lay there on his belly, red and stiff and glistening from her cunt juices and all the come that had been shot into her. His dick began to droop and Selma put her hand onto it, stroking it affectionately and laid back herself, resting. I pulled the camera back and wrapped it up.
I shoved the camera into a corner and left the three of them lying there as I went out into the hallway. I saw another door in the hall beside the door to the storeroom and I peeked in. It was some kind of small ladies room and linen plus broom closet. I found a clean towel and grabbed a few. I went back into the studio and passed them out.
I waited for Crimes to get dressed and then I followed him into the office. Buckly was there grumbling to someone on the phone. We waited until he hung up and Crimes told him he had a good flick to peddle this time. Buckly nodded and grunted and bent over a drawer and hauled out his cash box. He thrust some money at Crimes and then counted out some bills for me. I found that I had gotten more than usual and when I looked puzzled, Buckly said that he had given me a little extra for the camera work I had done. I shrugged and went out the door and down the stairs.
I headed out for Maize's place for a drink. I knew I should be getting back to my room and to the books, but the memory of that scene I had made with Selma and her refusal to let me into her cunt and the memory of what I had done from excitement and anger all tossed around in my head. And I had not bothered to wipe myself off when I had finished, so I felt sticky and slimy even yet. I knew also that that feeling of sliminess was not only the fact that I had not cleaned up.
I generally don't care what over all people do in private, and I don't get finicky myself either. But ramming Selma's asshole wasn't my thing ... but no, I had let her turn me on so bad that I could only think of getting release and had let her get to me bad enough to stuff it up her ass.
I got to Maizie's place and shivered involuntarily at the thought of what had happened. I found a quiet booth at the back and ordered up a drink. I sat there trying to forget about the thing, and then realized that I was going to sit in that booth for a long time. If I went back to my room, Sue might be there waiting for me.
I didn't want to see her just yet, and I especially didn't want to show up without having cleaned up. The thought crossed my mind that if she were there waiting, she might want to get in bed and there she'd be kissing me and fondling my dick, when it had Selma's juice and my come and her. ... I shivered again and ordered another drink and then another.
After a while, I decided that it was stupid to sit there because Sue might not even be back from home yet. But I didn't want to chance it I got up and went over to the phone booth and placed a person-to-person call to her at her home address. It rang for a while, then someone answered. The operator went into her spiel and then a voice whimpered out that Sue had run back off to college.
I thought of calling her room at the dorm, but then I decided that if she answered, I'd have to explain what I was calling about and besides I knew that by this time, I was getting drunk. And Sue worried about me. She didn't say much and didn't nag, and didn't nose around giving me advice for my own good, but she worried. If she knew that I was downtown getting drunk on a weeknight, she would worry. So I went back to my drink in the booth and sat there, trying to figure things out. One thing was certain, and that was that I felt rotten.
I couldn't get over wanting Selma, and wanting to feel her rippling pussy around me. I wanted to be inside her, driving her hard and feel her coming for me. And that image in my mind of having rammed it up ha ass kept creeping in to bug me, and that reminded me of why I had done such a stupid thing and I got angry again. And then it dawned on me why I kept wanting to go back to Selma.
I wanted to be fucking her and feel her come! But as long as I knew her and as many times as I had seen her being screwed, she didn't come once. She just let the guy get off and then got up and walked away. That's what I had been missing and that's what I kept wanting to go back for.
And the more I thought of it, the more I realized that Selma was degrading me and anyone else who got more involved in her. I got up boozily then and stumbled home, cursing myself for being such a fool.
CHAPTER SIX
Sue was not at my place when I had lurched home, half tanked up on scotch and water. I had fallen into bed just as I was, and when I woke up, my mouth felt as If a herd of camels had passed through it I got up and went down the hall to the bathroom and stood under the shower for a long, long time.
I felt cleaner then and after I had gone back to my room and made some coffee, I began to feel a lot better. But I was still bothered by the movie making the night before. I couldn't shake my disgust at what I had done, and I also couldn't shake to urge to get at Selma and try to experience her, just once more, just to see if I could make her come. I wanted to crack that reserve of hers. If I could do that, then maybe I wouldn't feel so much like a fool. I thought that it would make it all worthwhile somehow.
I had done no work the night before and I was not prepared for any of my classes. And I didn't feel like going to them in any case. I stayed in my room most of the day, trying to dig into the books and get caught up on the work. But not much of it made any sense, and periodically I gave up on it and tried Instead to figure out how to get myself off this kick for Selma. But the fact mat she had let me work on her and had always played me along without giving me that real satisfaction I sought kept turning over in my mind.
If I was going to shake that thing off, I wasn't going to do it sitting in my room alone, staring at the books. I was about to leave and wander around town as I usually do when I'm in a funky mood when my door creaked open.
Sue slid in and closed the door softly behind her. She came over to me and kissed me as I sat there and then slipped off her coat I had mixed feelings about seeing her. I was glad she had showed up, and I was not in any mood to see anybody just then.
I got up and started to fix her a cup of coffee as she arranged her books on the desk. But she just plopped them down and eased into my arms. I felt her soft body next to me and smelled her hair and I began to feel better. I could at least forget for a while my movie making career.
But I must have showed my depressed mood, because Sue eased away slightly and looked at me questioningly. "Hey," she said gently, "I'm back. It's me, good old Sue, remember?"
I went over to the bed and dumped myself onto it. "Ya, I remember. Hey," I said, "I called you up last night. Some woman said you had run away from home again. What went on?"
I went over to the bed and dumped myself onto it "Ya, I remember. Hey," I said, "I called you up last night. Some woman said you had run away from home again. What went on?"
Sue sighed and dropped down beside me. "Pretty much as I thought. Dad had the flu or something. He was home from work, but it was nothing special. Mother tried to make a big deal about it, but it didn't work. I blew up and there was quite a scene. I told her about crying wolf too often and then stomped out I told her that I would be home for the major holidays and that was all, unless one of them dropped dead. She took it hard as usual. Funny, I thought that I would feel terribly guilty. If I did such a thing, but I don't now. I feel great to have it over with." She smiled and stretched out alongside me.
She snuggled up against me then and put her arms around me. Her hand came up to my face and rested against my cheek and her lips brushed across my ear. I laid there, not moving, just enjoying having this soft, warm bundle of girl next to me. She turned my head toward her and slowly brought her lips close to mine. She kissed me lightly, and then put both her hands on my head and drew it against her, and I responded by opening my mouth and easing my tongue between her lips.
She parted them and I slipped my tongue into her mouth and ran it across her teeth. She fenced with my tongue for a minute and then I drew her tongue into my mouth, caressing it with my lips. I felt her breasts pressing firmly against my side and felt the warmth of her leg along mine, and then I drew her up upon me and wrapped my arms around her.
I felt easy and comfortably having her with me. She raised herself up and giggled out a short laugh and dug her fingers into my side, making me twist around. I defended myself by tickling her on both her sides and she laughed and squirmed away. She bent her head down again and kissed me, then rolled onto her side and put her hands on my chest, rubbing it in slow circles and I felt the day-long tenseness in my muscles easing away.
It was uncomplicated and unhurried, this evening with Sue, and I began to relax. Sue started then to unbutton my shirt and when that was done she unzipped my pants and drew than off. When she had stripped me entirely, she eased down against me and passed her hands over my body and kissed my flesh, licking my chest, burrowing into my belly. My cock had begun to thicken, but had not gotten hard yet. It hung down fat and swelling between my legs, and she picked it up in her hand and bent toward it Her lips felt warm and smooth against it as she kissed and nibbled it, and soon it was growing longer and fattening up. When it had stiffened and leaped up out of the weak grip she had held it in, she got up and stood in front of me.
I watched her as she began to strip, slowly and deliberately peeling off her clothes. Her blouse burst apart from the pressure of her firm full breasts when she had undone about half the buttons, and I glimpsed those twin globes of soft, creamy flesh, ready to be fondled. She cast aside the blouse and her nipples stuck out, firm and pointy, flushing pink and warm at me. I followed the curve of her body down to the edge of her skirt and found myself growing impatient at the slowness of her undressing. The skirt finally began to drop away and I saw that she was wearing the briefest of panties underneath.
Her belly sloped down in a gentle roundness and her navel disappeared under the waistband of those pink silk panties. Her pussy hair pushed the material outward like a deep, soft cushion, and my cock stretched up still a little harder as Sue slipped her hands under the waistband and began to ease the panties off. She stepped out of them and stood there as I let my eyes roam over her from her plump, firm breasts to the thick dark triangle of black, curly cunt hair in her crotch.
She stepped toward me then and eased her sell down upon me. I put my arms around her and crushed her to me, feeling her breasts press against my chest and sensing the growing heat of her pussy as it rested against my leg. Her belly folded itself around my thick hard cock and I rolled her over on her back and slipped my legs between hers.
I kissed her as I held her close to me and she then reached down and took hold of my cock and quickly placed it just onto her cunthole. "I want to feel him inside me right away," she said, so I slowly eased my loins forward. I had never put my cock into a girl so early in the game before. I had always waited either for the girl to ask or until I had to have it, girl's wishes or no. And with no rushing for it, no panting and heaving, this was great I felt more clearly than ever before my cock touching against her warm, moist cunt. I sensed with immediate pleasure how my pecker in all its thickness pushed against the walls of her cunt and was squeezed by them as it traveled down into her. Doing it so easily and unhurriedly like this made it seem like I could shove and shove forever and feel that firm, slippery smoothness slide along my cock. A slow, warm feeling of goodness and rightness spread through me, and when my cock had delved as deep as it could into her cunt it felt strong and-secure. I rolled onto my side then, and Sue rolled with me Her body rested against mine and she buried her face in the crook of my neck.
Her lips moved over my skin onto my shoulder and across the top of my chest. As she kissed me, she began very slowly to move her hips. Her cunt tugged lightly at my cock, rubbing it in small, firm motions as it lay stuffed up inside her. I swept my hands over her body and brought them to her breasts. I took one in each hand and caressed them, letting the nipples scrape along my palms. Then I began touching them softly with my fingers. I rolled them between my thumb and index finger, feeling their budding firmness. They started to grow stiff and Sue shivered as I played with them, breathing but a long warm breath in my ear.
I sank my head down against her neck and kissed her flesh and ran my tongue along her skin down to those ripe, full breasts. I took one in my mouth and pressed the nipple between my lips and flicked at it with my tongue. As I did so, she brought her hand down along my chest and belly and slipped it between us where my cock dove into her cunt She eased her fingers past the shaft of my rod and lightly touched my hairy balls, tickling them with the tips of her fingers.
I began rocking against her gently and my cock began to rub along the walls of her cunt in short, smooth strokes down inside her. I could fed how it pushed against the sides of her pussy, how her whole cunt gripped every inch of my thick, swollen meat. Her groin rubbed against mine and I urged my loins in toward her and pressed my groin against her, grinding my thick hair into her clit As I slowly eased back and forth inside her and rubbed my groin against her, she began to tremble and to whisper in my ear. "Oh, Matt" she murmured, blowing warm little gusts of breath into me, "that's so good, so good, touch me there, touch it for me.
I put my hand between us and snaked it down toward her cunt rubbing her thick curly pussy hair, I pointed one finger and pushed it down into her slit groping for her clit I found it and I rubbed the pad of my finger over it. It was hot and stiff and rolled under my probing finger, making Sue flex her body in dozens of small quick movements. She gasped as she burled her face into my neck, and I slipped my finger down to her cunt hole. I smeared some of her now oozing juices upward and onto her clit for more lubrication and began to flick my finger rapidly across the very tip of her swollen little bug. She pressed her loins forward at me.
Then she dug her leg under my side and brought the other one up over me. She moved her loins in toward me and what little remained of my cock outside her slipped quickly in. I brought my hands around her waist and slid them down her backside so that I could grip her smooth, round buttocks. As I did that, she reached behind her also and let her fingers tap against my balls. She brought her face up from my neck and ground her mouth against mine, sucking my tongue into her mouth and caressing it with her tongue. Her other hand ran along the back of my neck and shoulders and her fingers dug into my flesh, sending shivers along my spine.
My cock began to strain inside her, so I rolled over from my side position and rested on top of her for a moment. She kept her legs drawn up and wrapped around my waist, and I brought my hands back up and passed them over her breasts. The nipples were hot and erect and Sue was breathing hard. "I want to feel you moving inside me," she whispered at me. "I like feeling him pushing at me. Oh, do it more, do long, long strokes, Matt."
I raised myself up on my arms and hovered over her. II pulled back my loins and drew my cock out of her in a smooth slow movement and when it almost left her cunt I eased it back down in, going easy, pushing aside the walls of her hot slippery cunt. I touched bottom and immediately drew it back again. That feeling of sinking into her firm, silky smooth grip made me tighten the muscles of my legs and buttocks, and I began to take faster strokes, trying to keep them just as long for her. Sue began pumping her loins back and forth with me, and ground her clit against my groin when we touched together. She put up her arms and drew me downward, so I dropped my elbows and then just eased down against her as she put her hands on my head and pushed it down into her breasts.
Her hands then flew over my back and her fingers dug lightly into my flesh. She squeezed my waist tightly in her legs and began tossing her head from side to side. She then forced her hand between us and dug down between our slapping bellies and found out groins. She put her hand down and felt her cunt and then placed hi fingers along her hole. I felt my cock sliding past then as I pulled out and drove back in. She let it slide along the tips of her fingers for a while and then she let go, putting her hands on my buttocks and grabbing into the flesh as I hove up and down.
I felt that urgency beginning in my pecker then and began driving into her with more speed. I pulled my cock back quickly and then rammed it back down deep into her again and again, using more and more force. Sue began to whimper and moan, and her loins heaved up and down with me, sending me nearer and nearer to the edge. I felt it approaching as my cock began to tingle slightly. I increased my speed and gave up taking long strokes. I rammed my cock inside her in fast, hard, shot thrusts, feeling her slippery cunt rub the head of it. My whole cock then felt as if it were spreading out wide in a flood of tingling.
I pumped it into her as fast as I could and the tingling welled up in one fast burst and my cock leaped and pulsed and spurted out strong spurts of come again and again. I felt it foaming around my dick as I plunged it back and forth. I was floating on a cloud, feeling myself come and come, and then as I thought that was nearly finished, Sue began to utter little cries. Her cunt suddenly started to convulse and it gripped my cock tightly, let it go, then gripped it again. And her coming, her cunt's gripping of my cock, sent still another deep and sharp spasm through my throbbing meat as I shot a few more thick wads of come into her.
Sue fell back onto the bed and I dropped upon her my body relaxed and exhausted. Sue put her arms around me then and I eased my arms around her shoulders. We laid there resting and drifting, half asleep, coupled together by my now soft cock still resting inside her. I laid there with her for a while and then I felt her moving against me, undulating her hips and crushing her breasts against my chest. My cock was pressed inside her still, and as she moved, I felt it swelling and prying her cunt apart as it grew to its full length and thickness. We laid there with each other, still floating along, nestled against each other warmly in the dark. We just easily began to move with each other, feeling the Joining of my cock with her cunt.
Soon our gentle rocking together and her warm, snug cunt rubbing and gripping my cock brought me near another orgasm. I just laid there, holding Sue's smooth, curving body and let that comfortable, snug feeling wash over me. Our movements stayed relaxed and unhurried and then my cock strained and jerked inside her. I made no special effort ... just laid there feeling the tingling creep up and then tensed for a moment as that tingling feeling broke through me and my come streamed out into Sue. I let it ease away and then I sighed a deep sigh and fell asleep against Sue.
After a while we woke up. I went down the hall and got some water for the coffee and Sue got up and set up the coffee things and the books. When I got back with the water, she was already poking into the lab manual. She told me that she had missed me at classes that day land thought she'd better drop by and go over the material with me. We had exams coming up soon, I knew and when she told me that they were due to begin in a little over a week, I suddenly grew worried.
I had been keeping up with the work all along since I started this movie-making business. That is, I kept up with it until today. And if I didn't do something about ay hang-up with Selma, I knew I was going to do pretty tad on the exams, Judging from the way I had reacted to studying today.
We sat down at my desk and I bent over the books as Sue briefed me on what I had missed that day. I copied down the notes and underlined the texts rapidly, going through the day's work as fast as I could. Sue would not let me drift away, but kept me glued to the work for quite a while. Then she outlined for me the scope of the tests, letting me know what our classmates had decided was going to show up on the exams, what the various professors had hinted at, and as usual, it all amounted to the fact that we had all better know everything that we'd been taught since our first classes.
We began running through our notes, organizing them for easy reference, trying to break them into small, easily remembered units. After a while, I grew tired and restless, and the work slowed to a drag. Sue bent over the desk, scribbling away in her notebooks. I looked at her as she sat there in my old bathrobe, watching the edge of it slip off the top of her long, smooth leg. It was far too big for her, and the shoulders drooped off her shoulders, revealing the creamy tops of her white, silky breasts. I let my eye follow along her neck and down into the cleavage of those round, soft bulges, and then I swept them down to her lap and watched her thighs as they began to appear from under the slipping robe.
We began running through our notes, organizing them for easy reference, trying to break them into small, easily remembered units. After a while, I grew tired and rest less, and the work slowed to a drag. Sue bent over the desk, scribbling away in her notebooks. I looked at her as she sat there in my old bathrobe, watching the edge of it slip off the top of her long, smooth leg. It was far too big for her, and the shoulders drooped off her shoulders, revealing the creamy tops of her white, silky breasts. I let my eye follow along her neck and down into the cleavage of those round, soft bulges, and then I swept them down to her lap and watched her thighs as they began to appear from under the slipping robe.
Sue was unaware that her covering was slipping and sliding off her bit by bit, and I grinned at her. I eased myself right up next to her and brushed back her hair. I sank my face into the back of her neck and kissed her there. She took in a sharp breath and giggled, then tried to go back to her books. But I stayed where I was and put my hands on her shoulders. I moved them down to the tops of her arms and the bathrobe hanging from her shoulders slipped off and rested in the crook of her elbows. Her breasts just barely held the front up around her.
I brought my hands back up and stroked them over her front, caressing the tops of her breasts lightly with my fingers. Sue began to squirm as I trailed my hands down her long sloping front and began to rub her belly. I looked into her lap and glimpsed her silky flesh on the inside of her thighs, and then I caught sight of a small dark part of her bushy cunt hair.
I couldn't restrain myself from the urge, so I quickly delved between her legs and slipped my finger into her slit, sliding it from the very top all the way to the bottom. Sue gave up on her books and eased her shoulders back, resting her head against the arm I still held around her shoulder. She closed her eyes and parted her lips and placed her hands on the arm of the chair. I quickly unloosened the belt of the robe. I pushed the robe aside and let my eyes rove down body, and my hand followed my eyes. When I got her crotch, she opened her legs to expose more of her at and then she inched herself down so that she was rung on the very edge of the chair. I laid my hand on warming pussy and pressed lightly on it. Sue rolled head over so that it rested on my shoulder. "Play with me, Matt," she whispered. "I like to feel your hands me, play with it, touch it."
I began then to use my fingers on her cunt. First I slowly drew them lightly over the lips of her pussy, tickling her sensitive skin there, moving the lips around so that the even more sensitive inner lips were slightly massaged, tantalizing her so that she began to push at my hand. Then I slipped one finger between those puckering lips and moved it up and down in tiny, slow motions, just fractions of an inch each time.
As I moved that finger up and down just inside her lips, I also started to let it gradually sink down into her slit and let it move slowly toward her clit. Sue was breathing out quiet little oh's and when I finally touched her clit, she sucked in her breath sharply. I began tapping at her little bud with just the pad of my finger and I felt it begin to swell and stiffen. Sue started to make soft moaning sounds and I tapped away at her clit, letting her get used to the quiet, slow pace. Then I suddenly brought my thumb next to it and pinched gently at it between my thumb and finger.
Sue gasped and gave a little cry and I began rubbing it in my fingers, pinching it now and then. And each time it pressed it between my thumb and finger, she uttered a sharp, muted cry. Her clit started to get a little dry, so I dipped my finger down to her hole and felt her juices starting to ooze out. I caught some of it on my fingers and then spread it upward and over her glowing clit. My fingers then slipped easily and softly over her still little bud and I laid my finger on it and rocked it back and forth. It rolled under my fingers and Sue's thighs began to twitch and quiver. She gave sudden, short lunges with her hips and began groaning deep in her throat. "Faster, faster," she moaned at me, "Do it all over it, do it quick."
I put all the fingers of my hand into her slit and moved them all at once, as if tapping them on a tabletop impatiently. I kept one of them on her clit and as she squirmed under my touch, I went faster and faster. Suddenly she clamped her legs together and tensed up, then flung them wide open, and then squeezed them shut again. She did this several times and then she slammed them tightly together, trapping my hand between them. I kept up my rippling at her cunt with my fingers.
"Oh, oh, Matt, Matt," she breathed out "it feels so good, so good, oh, I'm coming, coming...."
Her head lolled back and forth against my arm as she sat there, squeezing her legs together with my hand entrapped in her cunt. I felt her pussy puckering and quivering and then her cunt tightened and relaxed and tightened again, over and over. Her juices spilled out onto my hand and some dripped down onto the edge of the chair. She pumped her hips for a few seconds and then sank back and reopened her legs. I started to draw my hand away, but she put her hand over mine and forced it back. "No, not yet," she whispered. "Do it some more."
I was breathing hard myself and my cock stuck up through my pants, hard and throbbing. I forced my hand away from her and got up, my dick straining uncomfortably out in front of me. Sue whimpered then, but I picked her up out of the chair and brought her to the bed. I laid her out and she at once threw her legs open and flashed her own hand down into her steaming silt caressing it with her long, slim fingers.
I stood in front of her, watching her as I stripped off my clothes. My cock burst out and bobbed up and down violently. I dropped down on my knees between her legs and she threw them upon my shoulders. She thrust her groin up at me, too high up for my cock to reach, and then I knew what she wanted.
I bent my head down and sank into her crotch, her sweet musky juices filling my nostrils. I opened my mouth wide and sealed it over her gaping cunt I sucked at her pussy, drawing her juices out gulping them down. My tongue flashed up and down along her slit and then I began to dig it into her hot quivering hole, shoving it all the way in and running it all around the inside edge. I flicked at the walls of her gushing cunt with the tip of my tongue and then drew back and lapped the inside edges of her slit, flipping over her clit in rapid motions. When I drove my tongue back into her hole, she grabbed my head and pumped against it I felt the walls of her cunt contracting and they rippled over my hot, wet tongue. Sue relaxed again and then drew me up along side her. My cock was aching and leaping around on my belly and moisture streamed out of its hot red tip. Sue took my hand and placed it back down into her cunt and I felt it up, slowly rubbing it for her. She then turned slightly on her side and gasped my thumping pecker. It was so full and long and thick that she brought her other hand over to it and pressed it between her palms.
I felt it lurch and leak out more moisture as she rolled it from side to side. She slipped her palm up along the shaft and eased it over the tip and rubbed it in rapid little circles. With her other hand, she gasped it around the middle and pointed one finger upward. It touched the lip of my searing peckerhead, and she began running her fingertip along that sensitive edge. I dug at her cunt feeling her flex and unflex her legs and I found myself doing the same. My cock started to tingle and I clamped my legs together and flexed the muscles of my ass. Suddenly, my whole cock blasted open with that zinging explosion of feeling and it convulsed rapidly in hard, fast flexes. My come shot upward in violent salvos, dropping onto my chest and belly, hot and sticky.
I was gasping and quivering and had forgotten about my hand in Sue's cunt. But she had clasped her legs together and was rolling my hand between her legs. She lurched her loins up and down and then cried out, tensed and shaking. She collapsed back onto the bed and my hand, smeared with her juices, slipped out from between her legs. My cock lay on my belly, going soft, but still full and meaty and contented.
Sue crept up against me and threw her arm over my chest. She burrowed her face into my shoulder and kissed me there. She drew herself close to me and purred into my ear, giving me small kisses here and there. I laid there feeling her warmth and softness next to me, and my eyes wandered about the room idly. I spied the books lying open on the desk. I began to worry again about the exams, and then that reminded me of the reason I thought I might screw up the tests.
I had to get rid of this Selma business, and I frowned at the memory of her refusal to come to an orgasm, to act as though I had her going and then just walk away. Sue stirred next to me then, and I knew in a flash what that difference was between her and Selma.
Selma only wanted to show me that she could turn me on and that she wasn't going to give in to me, that she couldn't be affected by my cock or my screwing or sucking. She liked show this off and she was out to show everybody that she could take them or leave them. But Sue wanted me to affect her, she wanted my cock in her so that I could make her come and feel good.
I began to feel slightly foolish again, knowing that all the time I had been bugged about being short-changed in my screwing, I didn't have to be at all. Sue was right here under my nose all the time, and had been coming for me every time. And tonight she had come again and again, and she stayed here, snuggling up to me, not stomping away with a smirky, "see you around sometime," look.
She had given me all I wanted and she took whatever I gave her and liked it and didn't complain about not having more. I turned toward her and looked at her. She laid there, breathing softly, her body smooth and slim and curving against me, warming my side. I rolled onto my side and she looked at me. I took her head in my hands and kissed her, drawing her close to me. She unquestioningly made room for me between her legs and my cock rose up in one long, strong leap. I slid it into the cunt at once and left it there, feeling it fit snugly into her as I held her against me. After a long while, I began to move my hips against her, being careful to touch her clit and roll my hips against her as my groin touched her.
Soon she began to respond for herself. She tossed her head back and spread herself out under me, telling me to do it to her well, to make her come. I braced myself over her so that my body touched hers and rubbed lightly against her. I began to plunge my cock into her cunt in regular, long strokes and watched as my efforts turned on, brought her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm.
Her face flushed and the deep red blush spread down her neck and onto her chest. She kept up a continuous low moan in her throat and writhed under me, tossing her body from side to side, rolling her hips in long slow circles. As she speeded up her movements, I took harder and harder drives down into her deep, dark pussy.
I brought her closer to it and then felt my cock throbbing hard inside her, starting to open with the electric spasm of feeling. I knew that my own coming would push her over the brink and I let go, slamming into her, letting my cock tingle and throb out my come as it pulsed against the walls of her cunt. She arched her back way up and squeezed her cunt rapidly for what seemed like an hour. I grabbed her buttocks with both hands and when she had finally stopped coming, I eased her down onto the bed and hovered over her with my cock inside.
Finally, I pulled down the covers and maneuvered her under. I got up and turned out the light and slipped into the bed alongside her. She sighed deeply and stretched out beside me, warming me. I had found my release from Selma, and I quickly fell asleep.
CHAPTER SEVEN
We woke up early the next morning rather quickly. I was lying there in bed sleeping lightly when I was startled awake by the sound of my door banging open. I was fully awake by the time Slugger McBarnes finished bellowing about how I had to get up and rise and shine and tell him all about his physics homework. Sue opened one sleepy eye and said, "Oh, for Christ's sake, Slugger, stop yelling."
Slugger stopped dead in his tracks and dropped his mouth open, staring at us. Sue smiled at him then sweetly and snuggled up against me. Slugger started to stammer about how he just thought maybe he'd get me up for school because he hadn't done the homework because there had been a game the night before and he didn't know anything about anything, and he umed and ahed as he backed away to get out the door. Sue kept smiling at him wickedly and when she threw him a wink, he turned and rushed out into the hall. He flashed back again and reached for the door handle and quickly closed the door.
When he had gone, I burst out laughing and Sue giggled along with me. I sobered up and mockingly scolded her for winking at the poor, old, horny Slugger and told her she was a bad girl to take advantage of the poor guy's surprise. That set her to laughing again and I chuckled along. I finally got up and went into the bathroom, then walked down the hallway, checking to see if anyone was around. There wasn't and I went back to the room and told Sue that the coast was clear. She grabbed my robe and disappeared into the bathroom while I made some coffee it felt great just having Sue around and I didn't care much anymore about whether I had enough money to show her a good time downtown or not The good times she wanted and that I could give her were right here in my room.
All the time I had been making those movies, I had not really changed my spending habits very much. In the first place, I didn't have that much time for running around downtown, and I found out that even if I had the time, there wasn't much in a college town to spend your money on. And now that I had gotten wise to my thing for Selma and had broken away from it I began to break away from the whole scene at the studio. I just didn't want the money anymore. I had enough left over from what work I had done for them to last me the rest of the semester anyway. And after that, if I really wanted to have extra spending money, I could get a simple, ordinary job a few hours a week.
By the time Sue came back from the bathroom, I had begun to feel great. I would not be going down to that studio anymore and I would be getting taken care of plenty good enough right where I was. It felt good not to be involved in that mess of things anymore. Sue dressed and we gathered up our books. I took her to breakfast and then walked up the hill with her to school. I dropped her off at her dorm and took off for my first class. I sailed through the morning and then as I walked out of my last class after lunch, Sue's roommate caught up with me. She told me that Sue wanted to see me in the lobby of her dorm at lunchtime. The girl looked worried and I asked her if there was any trouble. "Her mother's here," she said, and that's all I needed to know about it I hiked across the campus to Sue's dorm and walked into the lobby. I saw her sitting at the far side with an older woman. The woman was slapping her mouth at her a mile a minute. Every once in a while she threw her hands up in the air or jabbed her finger at Sue. I walked over and said hello. The mother looked me up and down scathingly and Sue moved over on the conch and made a place for me.
"So you're the young man my daughter's been running around with?" her mother spit at me. I frowned slightly, but said nothing. "Well," she said, "what have you got to say for yourself?" She was nasty, she was unreal, and I hated her on the spot.
"I don't have to say anything," I told her, "and there's nothing to say. What I do is my business, not yours."
"What my daughter does is my business, young man," she hissed. "And I'm not going to have my daughter ruin her life by picking up with some ... some person she'd just met, before she has even graduated from...."
"Leave her alone," I butted in. "She's a big girl now and she can take care of her own business. And she's going to take care of herself, whether you like it or not. And if there's anything she can't handle, I'll do all the taking care of things she'll need. I'm going to marry her, and we'll do it tomorrow if that's what it takes to get you off her back" Sue looked surprised but not at all displeased. I had just found out what I intended to do myself when I opened my mouth and said it, but I coolly stared at her mother. The woman crumpled up then and started in on a crying jag about her poor baby and son on. But I knew that gimmick too, so I told her to turn it off, that it wasn't going to work this time. She snapped out of it fast and set her jaw.
"Very well, Susan," she said coldly, "We'll just see what your father has to say about this. And if you persist in this ridiculous plan of yours, you had best find something to turn your hand to. You'll have to find your own means to get yourself through college." She sat there, taking her time gathering her things, as if she were waiting for somebody to reply to her statement But I just sat there looking at her as if she had said nothing important, and Sue slipped her hand around my arm and leaned against it looking levelly at her mother. The woman looked up and saw that we were highly unimpressed with her threat. She looked at us in disbelief, then snatched up her gloves and purse and flounced away.
When she had gone, Sue sighed and pressed herself against me. She looked up at me and said: "You meant it didn't you?"
I kissed her and told her 'yes', I meant it, that what did she think I said it for? She got up then and floated away to her classes. I struck out for the snack bar and immediately began worrying. I was pretty sure that Sue's mother would wise up and get off our backs, hoping to cool things off for a while until she could figure out how to 'bring that girl to her senses'. But even if she didn't I had no idea how I was going to support Sue and go to college as well.
I sloshed down a couple of cups full of coffee in the snack bar while I turned these things over in my mind. As I sat there thinking, Crimes slid into the seat across from me and plunked his books down.
"Do me a favor?" he asked.
I asked what he wanted. I hadn't thought much about telling him or his outfit that they could count me out. He told me that Buckley had lined up a big movie setup and needed a cameraman. Crimes said he couldn't make it and that Buckley asked him to find someone else.
He said I would get paid at least twice my usual amount just for walking the camera around.
I thought about it and decided that with the money they'd pay me, I could at least buy Sue a ring. I didn't have to worry much about leaving the books in the middle of the week. Sue took most of her classes with me, and the rest of the homework I could scrape through myself. I asked Crimes when the thing started and when he thought it would be over. He said Buckley wanted me to be there in an hour or so, and that meant that it would be over with at least by early evening. I said O.K., and Crimes got up and left. I finished my coffee and went to a phone.
I called Sue's room and told her roommate to tell her I had to go downtown for awhile and that I wanted her to meet me in the usual place around seven.
I hiked downtown, grabbed a sandwich and a beer at Maizie's and then went up to the studio. The tiny office was crowded with people. There was Selma, sitting on the desktop and a few of the other girls I had seen in the flicks were there, also. Several of the men who were in the movies regularly lounged around with them. Buckley saw me walk in and he stood up and started chasing the actors into the studio.
I followed them in and began setting up the lights. As I did this, Buckley brought in various props and mumbled at the actors. I went to the camera and got it ready for shooting. The actors then cleared the room and I looked up at the set. It was pretty bare. There were a few pads on the floor and I thought that that was about it, but then I saw some ropes hanging from the wall.
The door opened behind me and I swung the camera around. One of the girls and one of the guys were being carting into the room, struggling against the people who held them. They dragged them across the room and slammed them against the wall. They grabbed the guy's arms and tied ropes to his wrists and then pulled the ropes so that his arms spread out and were hauled upwards. They pinned his legs and someone wrapped ropes around his ankles and tied his feet up against the baseboard.
They did the same with the girl, and when they had finished, they all stepped back a moment and the captives hung there, still struggling and squirming in their bonds. Selma then led the other girl toward the man, and one of the men led his partner over to the girl. I kept the camera at a distance so that I would get a shot of the whole scene. I waited for things to start happening before trying to pick up anything special. Selma approached the man against the wall and grabbed him by the hair. She lifted his head up and rapped him in the face with the palm of her hand.
While the other girls stood around her, Selma then reached down at the man's chest and ripped at his shirt. The buttons came flying off and his chest was bared. She put her hand on his chest and dug her nails into it, scratching them down his chest and onto his belly. The other girls stepped up to him and grabbed his pants. They ripped at them until they tore from his body. His legs bulged from his straining muscles and his chest heaved up and down, the red marks from Selma's fingernails showing up in profusion now.
When they had torn off his trousers, the girls and Selma had stepped back and had begun to get their clothes off. The guy hung there in front of them, his cock and balls bulging but in his shorts. Selma had stripped and she stood in front of him, letting her wide leather belt dangle down beside her. One of the girls went up to the guy and arched her back, shoving her pussy up against his bulging shorts and rubbing it back and forth. She stepped away and his cock had by now hardened and was pushing against his shorts phenomenally. Selma gave a signal and the girl grabbed the guy's shorts and ripped at them. They tore open and fell down as far as they could around his legs. His cock was huge and thick, and it danced in the air as Selma approached him. She stepped up at him, grinning.
She swayed from side to side and let the leather belt brush over his cock a few times. She reached down and patted it and hefted his heavy balls. Then she stepped back and lashed out with the belt, slapping it against his belly, his legs, and his chest The guy tossed and squirmed and his dick, already nearly a foot long, began to stretch a little more. As Selma crashed the belt against his flesh, his head arched back and his body lurched forward and tensed.
The girls standing around Selma grabbed up their belts also and stood on either side .of her, flashing out with their long, thin strips of leather. The man twisted and contorted his face. His cock throbbed up and down and then Selma began to strike at it with her belt it jumped around half from the blows and half from his excitement His thick, red peckerhead oozed out large drops of come and it glistened in the lights. And while this was going on, the men at the girl beside them were working their captive over.
One of the men had brought in a small three-tailed whip. The girl had had her blouse torn off and the men had stood there while their leader tore off her skirt They ripped away their own clothing, and every one of them, of course, had not less than nine inches of thick, swinging meat The leader flicked at the girl's flesh with his little whip, drawing up welts across her belly and her breasts. She writhed her body around, straining against the ropes, which cut into her wrists and ankles. The girl began twisting and turning and she arched her back and thrust her loins forward. The man rapped her with the whip across her quivering pussy and the other men began to move in. They grabbed her tits and pinched the nipples hard between their fingernails and some of them rammed their fingers into her oozing cunt and pulled at the skin there. The girl barely managed to support herself on her feet and she half-stood, half-hung from the ropes, as the men danced about her, taunting her, biting her, and lashing her with the whip.
The man who was tied up had now begun to moan and grit his teeth. His prodigious cock bulged out from his body and Selma and her girls turned their attention to it, whapping it with their belts, whacking his thighs sharply in the process. He strained forward as if searching for kisses and then he lurched his loins outward and his fat cannon of a cock spurted his come out into the air, smearing onto one of the girls. It leaped and jerked in the air and spurted gobs of come around for a while and then he slumped in his bonds and hung there, exhausted. I switched the camera to the girl.
She was now quivering under the taunts of the men, and her body Jerked and twitched in small quick movements until she also finally arched her whole body into one long curve and stuck her pussy out into the air. It quivered and shook and dripped juices onto the floor and she yelped and cried out as she convulsed, tied to the wall. She collapsed and hung there against the wall.
The guy and the girl were then cut down from their bonds and dumped onto the floor. The men and the women who had worked them over now fell to it amongst themselves. I simply moved the camera around from one set to the other, zooming in when I found an opening to do so.
Selma found herself grabbed up by the leader of the men. He had walked up behind her, his enormous cock bobbing out ahead of him, and he ducked his hips and slipped his rod between her legs from behind. He grasped her breasts and I zoomed in on Selma's crotch as the guy's cock slipped through her thighs and stuck its h out in front of her just at her pussy. She bent her h down and bit his hand, but he just drew his cock back, spun her around and grabbed her neck.
He forced her to her knees, facing him and leveled his dick at her mouth. She opened wide and he eased his cock into her mouth. She sucked on it rapidly, drawing her head back and forth, kneeling in front of him. Then another one of the men came over to her and dropped down behind her. He laid on the floor and stuck his head between her crotch and put his arms down, supporting himself under her. His face went up toward her cunt and his tongue flew out at her pussy, digging in between the lips of her cunt, lapping at her clit and boring into her hole.
As Selma sucked on one man's cock and got her cunt lapped by another, one of her girls wandered over and squatted over the loins of the guy who was on the floor sucking at Selma's cunt. She picked up his long, thick pecker and placed it against her cunt She turned back and forth, easing herself onto it and when it had wormed its way into her, she leaned back and braced herself on her arms. The guy began to pump his hips at her immediately, sliding his long dong back and forth in rhythm to his lapping of Selma's cunt. A third man appeared at the scene and paused to take it in, as if looking for a place to fit it. He finally went up to the last girl and straddled her as she knelt with her cunt thrust onto the other guy's cock. This man bent his knees and lowered his stiff, hanging meat down between the girl's breasts. He placed his hands on them and squeezed them together. He thrust his hips in and out, sliding his cock along the flesh of her breasts, and when he noticed that most of the time his swollen dick touched the girl's face when it was thrust forward, he inched farther up onto her.
The girl puckered her lips and stuck out her tongue. The guy made shorted thrusts with his cock and the girl then caressed the tip of his cock with her lips and tongue as he wriggled between her heaving breasts.
The guy who had been tied to the wall and who had the most enormous cock of them all roused himself up from where they had dumped him. He shook his head a couple of times and sat there, orientating himself. He watched the scene I was filming for awhile. His cock began to jump up and soon he got to his feet. He walked over to the company assembled in front of my camera, his massive hot hunk of meat advancing before him like a battering ram.
He went straight to the girl who was second in the row, the one who was kneeling with widely spread legs over the guy lapping Selma's pussy. He straddled the place where that guy's cock was lurching into the girl's cunt and grasped the hips of the guy who stood over her, ramming his rod between her breasts. He sank downward and put his fingers on the top of the cock already driving into her, pressing it down onto the floor of the girl's cunt Her hole began to gape wider then, and he took his huge hunk of cock in his other hand, falling against the backside of the man in front of him.
He continued to press downward on the other guy's cock and he put his own cock into the small opening he had created between the top of the cock and the girl's pussy. He didn't take any more time about it. He just shoved his loins forward and stretched the girl's cunt open all the more. He kept shoving at her cunt until his cock had slipped into her along with the other guy's. The girl had winced a few times and when he finally shoved the last of his long, fat dick into her, she opened her mouth and let out a solid yelp.
The guy who had been rolling his dick between her breasts silence her simply by moving up a little more and stuffing his cock deep into her mouth. He began to pump at her, sliding his dick in and out. The girl faltered and began to fold her arms, but the man with his dick in her mouth and reached down and put his hands under her armpits and held her up.
But this arrangement was inconvenient for all of them and they shortly began breaking up into units. The first to break away was that incredible guy with the biggest tool. The girl who had been tied to the wall with him had recovered and had walked over to them, making herself available. The man hauled his cock out and left the cunt it was in to the cock he had forced to share it. He turned to the new girl and led her a little ways from the group and laid her down on one of the pads that had been put down when the film began. He made her get up on her hands and knees and he dug his face into her backside, spreading the cheeks of her ass apart and licking along the crack. When he had it glistening with his spit he raised himself up and rammed his cock into her ass.
She fell forward under the force of the thrust and the guy tumbled forward with her. But he then just rolled over on his back, keeping his cock well up inside her ass. I hauled the camera around and zoomed in on it. The girl knew her duties in this sort of film and spread her legs wide and revealed her inflamed and juice-smeared pussy. Her slit was forced wide apart and the man's cock, thick as a good-sized wrist protruded up into her hole and his balls hung hugely below that, swollen and swaying as he humped his tool into her.
I looked around the studio to see what else had happened. The few other men and girls who had been on the sidelines with this troupe were at it in various parts of the room, but they were not up to anything particularly out of the way. I looked to see what was going to develop with the remainder of the group the guy and girl I had just filmed had broken away from. They didn't break away so much as they rearranged themselves. The guy who was getting sucked by Selma apparently wanted a change, so he drew her away from the guy sucking on her and knelt in front of her.
He grasped his throbbing cock and pointed it at Selma's puckering, wet cunt. He threw his other hand around her waist and drew her close to him, ramming her onto his rod. When he had driven it all the way into her, he keeled over on her side and felt with her.
When they were lying on their sides, he reached down and hauled her leg over his waist, and Selma slipped her other leg under him. She drew her knees up and grasped him around the waist I dollied the camera around and shot the scene from behind her, getting a close shot of the guy's bulging, throbbing pecker jabbing into her dribbling cunt.
The guy who had been lapping Selma still wanted to tongue her, so he threw his arm around the waist of the girl his cock delved into and urged her along with him. He fell over onto his side, his back to the camera. His girl still held his dick inside of her, but this time she laid on her side at right angles to him and clasped him between her legs.
I moved the camera in as close as possible and shot downward at Selma's busy crotch. The guy who wanted to continue lapping her had eased himself over to her and now was going wild. He ran his nose along her slippery slit and nudged it into her hole alongside the other guy's cock, and he slurped at her juices as they flowed out and dribbled down her quivering crack. His tongue darted out and slipped and slid over her cunt, wormed its way into her hole, and curled around the throbbing shaft of the cock ramming into her, licking up the juices that it dragged out of her.
This guy increased his slamming up into his girl, who was tossing and rolling above him, whimpering and calling out Her cunt was twitching so much that it was nearly vibrating, and she had started a series of multiple orgasms, going out of her mind. I looked back at the guy who had jabbed his huge pecker up his girl's ass.
The girl laid there, her back on his front and she still had her legs spread wide apart. One of the guys who had been on the sidelines doing less spectacular stuff wandered over looking for more action.
He spotted the girl with her legs wide open and went to her. I pulled the camera around and pointed it down the length of the girl from her head. The new guy dropped onto her and pulled his pulsing dick downward toward her cunt He found her hole and plowed into her. I filmed his straining meat as it seared into her, and then moved the camera around so that I shot them up from their feet. The guy who had just come over had splayed himself apart so that his legs were covering up the girl's legs. I zoomed in on their crotches and shot two pairs of balls banging against each other while the girl's cunt juices spewed out over them and made them gleam under the movie lights.
I then went back to Selma's group and zoomed into the point of action. The cunt-lapping guy was still at it and he eagerly sucked and lapped as the guy fucking her suddenly lurched and shifted into high speed. His cock rammed faster and faster into Selma and suddenly, it squeezed and unsqueezed in deep, long contractions. Selma's cunt juices and his hot white come oozed down along the shaft of his cock and the other guy licked and dug and went wild himself, lurching violently with his pecker into the girl above him.
She was lying there, moaning and rolling back and forth, out of her senses, and didn't change a bit when the cock in her blasted hard and rammed so violently that it slipped out and splashed the rest of the guy's come onto Selma's back and dribbled onto the floor.
I swung the camera back to the two guys who were screwing the girl front and back. They were all thrashing against each other and panting and grunting. The guy on top suddenly flew into a series of rapid jabs and shivered as he exploded into his orgasm. He rolled off the girl then, his cock still throbbing and jerking, dribbling drops of come.
I zoomed into the opening his leaving created. The girl's cunt was not exposed and it throbbed and puckered still, as the guy's white-hot come oozed out of her and dripped onto the other's balls. His cock began to pulse rapidly and then bulged and strained, contracting violently in dozens of hard spasms. He finally slumped under her and his cock-that immense hunk of hot flesh, began to shrink and it slipped out of her, falling between his legs, pulling weakly.
I was nearly out of film by this time and I was glad to call a halt to things at that point. When I first begun making these movies, watching the participants usually turned me on. But I had been anything but turned on at this one, and I had just pointed the camera around, doing a job so that I got paid. It was not only that they had gone in for some things weird enough to turn me off. I had snapped the whole movie-making scene off in my mind before I got to the studio. I shoved the camera into a corner and left the 'actors' to fend for themselves.
I went into the office and told Buckley that I had shot all the film and that they'd be out in a few minutes. I hung around waiting for them to come out and get paid, and they soon began drifting out to collect their money and leave.
When they had all left the studio and only Selma was left waiting in the office, Buckley handed me my money. I shoved it in my pocket and then told him that I wouldn't be coming around the studio anymore, that I was tired of it and that I had had enough. He glanced at Selma and then back at me.
He tried to talk me out of quitting, telling me that I was too valuable an asset for them to lose. He offered me more money, but I told him I didn't want the money anymore. I was just sick of the whole operation and wasn't going to show up from now on.
I turned to leave and before I got to the door, Buckley called out to me. "Stone, just hang on there," he said. "You'd better take a look at these." I looked around and saw that he was sticking a handful of photos at me.
I went over to the desk and took them from him, flipping through them. They were stills of that last movie I had made. There were at least a dozen shots of me with my big, fat cock jammed into Selma's asshole. I looked at him and said 'so what' and he told me 'so what'.
He said he knew that I was going with a girl and that she wasn't the kind who went for this kind of job. If I walked out of the operation, all he needed to do was look her up. He'd find out who her parents were and who mine were, and send them all samples of my work. He held up one particularly good shot of me pointing my cock down into Selma's ass and asked how I thought that would look up on my girl's wall.
I knew he would do it and I knew that there was nothing I could do to stop him. Grimes knew who Sue was and he could get just about all the information Buckley wanted or needed. I looked at him as he sat there waiting for an answer.
"I hate your guts, Buckley," is all that I said to him.
"I don't care how you feel about it, Stone," he barked at me. "Hate me all you want, but don't forget to show up every week. I could keep you at it and not pay you a cent, if I wanted to, you know. Now beat it."
I slammed out of the office and stomped down the stairs. The old saying, he had me by the balls, never fit a situation as well as this. I started heading toward Maizie's to buy a drink or two and steam for a while. But then I remembered. I had asked Sue to meet me in my room at seven and I was getting close to that now.
I started back to my room, trying to think of something I could do. I knew I couldn't keep going to the studio. I had to get out of it somehow. I saw myself playing along with Sue, or worse, getting married to her and still slipping out to make those incredible movies. I was trapped into continuing what I didn't want anyone to find out I was doing.
My head started reeling and I suddenly grew afraid as I passed a fraternity house. Christ, the town was full of them. What if one of Buckley's flicks made its way into one of them and a good number of guys, at the college suddenly were confronted with Matt Stone, big cock waving around on their home movie screen. The word would be out in a flash, and it would surely get to Sue. If that word got around, she and I wouldn't be able to ignore it between us, and it would be all over for me then.
CHAPTER EIGHT
When I got back to my room, Sue was not there. She was either late or was not coming. I went to the bed and stretched out on it and found myself hoping that she would not show up. I wanted to think this thing through and I knew that I would not be able to hide for very long the fact that I was in some kind of trouble. Sue would know. And she worried enough about me to try to find out what was going on.
And as it turned out, I didn't have much time to think about what I was going to do about her. The door opened softly and she walked in, apparently very glad to see me. She came over to me and sank down onto the bed. She bent over and kissed me and I put my arm around her shoulder. I noticed that she was waiting for me to move over and make room for her, so I Inched aside and she dropped down beside me.
I thought I could play it cool, and just pretend that nothing was wrong at all. Sue began nibbling at me, nuzzling into my neck. She put out her hand and began to rub my chest. She slipped her hands under my shirt and stroked her hand along my belly, smoothing out the thick hair on it, trying to tickle me into a response.
But she had stopped the attempt before I realized that she was trying to get a response from me, so I could fake one. She began to unbutton my shirt and when she had drawn it aside, her hands flew across my chest and pinched at my nipples. This had always gotten a rise out of me before, but today I was not in the mood much for that She next put her face down into my chest and licked at my flesh and dug her tongue into my sensitive nipple area. Usually, by the time she was doing this I was turning on.
I just kept trying to shove all that had happened today into the back of my mind, but it stayed around and gnawed at me. Sue tried then to arouse me by undoing her blouse and letting her full, rich breasts bulge out She eased herself down and touched my chest with them lightly and then she pressed them against me. She put her hands on my face and bent down. Her mouth found mine and she ground it against me, jabbing her tongue into my mouth.
She left my mouth and trailed her tongue down the side of my neck and up onto my chest. She kissed my flesh all the way down to my belly. She stopped to undo my belt and unbuckle my trousers. She pushed down my pants and drew them off. My cock and balls bulged up in their pouch of my shorts and she began to stroke them through the material. Whenever she had done this before, I felt a soft tingling along my cock and if it had not yet grown hard, it always picked up then.
But now, although I felt that feeling, my cock just laid there, bunched up in my shorts. It sort of swelled up a little fatter under her stroking, but then it did no more after that except to nestle there between my balls. I kicked my pants all the way off then, and slipped of my shorts.
If I was going to hide the fact that something was wrong from Sue, I was going to have to get it up and lay her. I knew that that wouldn't be much of a lay and that she would notice that I was performing as well as I could. But I thought that she would not mention anything about it if I put it to her.
Sue started to undress as I drew off my shorts and I put my hand down to my cock. It was heavy and getting a little heavier now and I watched Sue's body come into view. But it still had not grown hard, even though I usually stood there at this point with it bobbing up and down, leaking moisture from the tip. I began fondling it to start it along.
She had stripped completely now and she sank down on the bed with me, rubbing her cunt against my leg and kissing me. I put my hands up and ran them along her skin. I slipped them onto her chest and fondled her smooth, full breasts and buried my face in the crook of her neck. My hand stole down to her crotch and stroked her warm, cushiony cunt for a while, and I felt my cock getting harder.
Sue rolled herself up onto me and pressed her loins against mine. My cock laid along my belly and pressed into her cunt. She put her hand down to it as she always liked to do. She squeezed it in her lingers for a minute or two. I thought then that this would do the job completely and that in a moment I could slip it inside her. But Sue sighed then and straightened up and Idly stroked my chest.
She looked down at me then and said, "Look, I'm no dummy. I know about men. When they're fatigued or when they're really worrying about something, they don't think about sex. Everybody thinks that they think of nothing else, but that's not true. And I know very well Matt Stone, that you're not doing things the way you always used to. And it's not because you're fatigued. You've either aged fifty years since yesterday, or you're worried about something, really worried, I mean." She thought a minute and then continued, "Is it because you're having second thoughts about marrying me?" I cut her off at that. She was doing her thing; she was trying to take any pressure off me that she might have caused. "That's not it," I said, trying to reassure ha about it. "I said I was going to marry you because I want to marry you, so don't worry about it." Then it dawned on me that in saying this, I had implied that there was indeed something bothering me, bothering me enough to prevent my cock from getting hard for her.
I started to try to think up something to tell her that would put her off the track, but I knew she wouldn't be convinced by it. Even as she stroked my dick affectionately as she sat there, it was lolling around between my legs, hanging there soft and uninterested.
"I don't want to try, Matty," she said then. "But look, if you're going to marry me, we're going to have to be able to tell each other things. Like what's bugging us. And I can't just stand around waiting for something to happen without knowing anything about it, especially if I'm going to be your wife."
She was right. I couldn't marry her and keep on going to that goddamn studio, I couldn't even continue going to bed with her while this blackmailing business hung over my head. I decided that the only thing I could do was to tell her exactly what was going on. It would be no good trying to live with her without letting her know, so if she left me when she heard what was happening with me, it wouldn't make any difference.
She listened to me pour out the story. I told her about making the movies, I even told her about my thing with Selma and that she had unknowingly helped me get over my hang-up on Selma. I explained what Buckley had said about the pictures and how he threatened to send them to our families. When I finished, Sue sat there quietly.
"What I don't understand," she said then, "is why you got involved in that business in the first place. Wasn't I enough for you?" It was that that had her feeling hurt.
I groaned at her and told her that of course she was plenty for me. I told her that it wasn't the sex I had been after, but the money.
"But Matt," she said. "You got along alright with what money you had. And you didn't seem to mind that so much that you'd do anything stupid about it. We had good times without lots of money. You looked happy enough to me."
"Everything was fine," I said to her, "until I really got serious about you. I wanted to be able to take care of you, take you places. I was sick of bringing you to the snack bar while other guys took their girls downtown. It bothered me and I couldn't enjoy having you around as much."
Sue frowned and looked upset. "But Matt, I never asked you to take me any place. I didn't expect you to be one of these big-man-on-campus fraternity types who throw their parent's money around. In fact, that's what I liked about you in the first place. You weren't one of those."
"I know you didn't ask me," I said. "But that's why it bothered me so much. I wanted to, I don't know, reward you I guess, by buying you things and taking you places and giving you the good times you never asked for."
"Sometimes, Matt Stone," Sue said, not smiling at all, "you're really dumb, dumb, dumb." She sat there awhile chewing on her lip while I laid there feeling miserable.
"Well," she spoke up then, "we're going to have to figure out how to get ourselves out of this somehow."
"What do you think I've been doing since I found out they were going to blackmail me?" I said gloomily. Then I frowned at her. "What do you mean, we have to get out of it. It's my problem, not yours. You don't have to worry about it"
"The hell I don't" she said, "in the first place, you are not going to go back there, ever. And that means that they creep will send off those pictures. And when my parents take a look at you in them. They'll haul me out of here and throw me into a convent or something."
I groaned again and slammed my fist into the wall from the sheerest sense of frustration I had ever felt. I didn't see any way out of it, short of lopping off a couple inches of my cock and reducing the size of my 'big qualification'.
Sue looked at the clock on the desk and then jumped up. "Get your clothes on," she said. "We have to get up to the library. Come on, hurry up."
"Right-o," I said to her bitterly. "That's what we'll do. We'll lock ourselves into the library stacks. They'll never find us there. Yes sir, get all the education we'll need. We can set up house between History of the Civil War and the World's Great Literature." But I got up and dressed, anyway.
We left my room and I followed her as she fled down the stairs. We hiked up the hill, Sue striding along rapidly. When we got up to the college and had gone into the library, Sue went immediately over to a bank of card catalogues. She pawed around in them for a while, jotting numbers down on the cover of her notebook. Then she swept off between the racks. I went over to a row of armchairs and slumped down into one of them, waiting for her to reappear.
After a long while, Sue came wandering out from between a couple of stacks, smiling brightly. She came over to me as if we didn't have a care in the world. "Come on," she said, "let's go back to your place." She put out her hand and I took it, getting up. I was puzzled by this change and asked her what was up. But she just smiled and said she'd tell me all about it when we got to the room.
We walked into the downstairs hallway and found ourselves confronted by Mrs. Whitman. She narrowed her eyes at Sue and glanced huffily at me. She was still pissed that I had been paying my rent regularly and had not given her any opportunities to pressure me into laying her. She spoke up sharply at us. "I know all about you two, up there in my room," she said, trying to be righteous.
Sue looked straight at her and narrowed her eyes at her. "And I know all about you, too, up there in Matt's room," she said to her. Mrs. Whitman's eyes grew wide and she snapped her mouth closed tightly. She spun around and flounced back down the hall and slammed her door shut behind her.
Sue laughed and skipped up the stairs. She plugged in the coffee pot and got out the coffee things, humming cheerily like a happy little housewife. I told her to tell me what was going on, and when she saw that I was really anxious and wouldn't stand for anymore secret little smiles, she told me what she had been up to.
"Guess what?" she began. "It so happens that in this state, the selling, procuring for sale or distribution, the production of manufacturing for such sales or distribution of obscene, lewd, or prurient materials, and the hiring of persons to make, sell, or perform acts leading to the production of such materials, and the forcing or deceiving of persons into making or selling such materials is against the law. And not only that, but I think I know this Selma person. She's a quiet scandal in the dorms. She takes a few classes here and there, and everybody knows that she hangs around with some man from downtown. She says she's from Florida or someplace. And if she is, then I think she follows this guy around, making movies for him. And it's a federal offense to transport persons across state lines to engage in immoral acts."
"Well, so what," I said. "I never said that I was in legal trouble and I'm not. I was only in the movies; I didn't arrange to make them. And Grimes told me that it wasn't against the law to film somebody screwing."
"It isn't," she said, "as long as you don't pay them or talk them into it and as long as you aren't selling it or showing it to groups and so on. But this business you got involved in is a business and that is illegal."
I still looked puzzled and Sue grimaced, giving me that 'boy, are you dumb' look. She showed me her notebook. She had jotted down the name and numbers of the sections of the laws that pertained to Buckley and his outfit. "All you have to do, Matt," she said, "is to call this guy up and tell him that you are not going to go down there anymore. When he threatens to expose you, you just tell him that if he does that, you'll go to the police and tell them that he is violating all these silly little ordinances and he'll be in jail in a jiffy."
I looked at the list of laws Buckley was breaking. I began to feel a lot better and I broke into a grin. It was beautiful, and the best part of it was that Sue had thought it up. But then I had a few doubts.
"Look, what if he decides to call our bluff," I asked. "What if he decides to send off those pictures anyway? He might still try to ruin things for us, even if only out of spite. What do we do then?"
"We let him know right off," Sue said, "that is won't make any difference what he does with those pictures as far as you and I are concerned. And it doesn't make any difference. He thinks that you will be trying to hide the facts from me, but I already know about it And we let him know that it won't make any difference to us if he sends them off to our families, either. We'll live through it all right and he will not come out as well at all, unless he likes it in jail. When he realizes that we don't have anything to lose, and that he has everything to lose, no more Buckley."
Sue took the notebook from me and put it down on the desk. Then she glided into my arms and pressed her body up against mine. She ran her hands through my hair and over the back of my neck, pressing our mouths together firmly. The weight of all those worries I had had just a few minutes before had started to lift, and now they were gone entirely.
She urged me toward the bed with her body and I then eased us over to it. We fell down upon it and Sue rolled over onto me eagerly. Her hands got very busy and roamed over me, slipping under my shirt and down my legs. She forced her hand between us and dug down between my legs, rubbing her palms against the insides of my thighs.
Soon she had snaked her hand under my waistband and she nuzzled her fingers down into my crotch. She circled her fingers around the shaft of my now swelling cock and hauled its head upward. When it was lying straight up along my belly and was getting harder, she placed all of her fingers on its tip and rolled it lightly under her fingertips.
It now bulged up hard and fat and she pushed her hand down along its wide shaft and grabbed my balls, rolling them and tickling them. She raked her fingernails very gently over them and drew them up along my cock's broad back, making it twitch and lengthen to its fullest.
When she was satisfied that she had done a good Job of getting me aroused, she pulled back from me, smiling to herself. She pulled at my shirt and got it off me, and then she went to work on my pants. After drawing them off and easing down my shorts, she giggled and started playing with my cock. She lifted it up off my belly and let it snap back to bounce onto my stomach and then quiver there as it pulsed in its rigid, swollen state.
She continued to tease it, tickling it with her fingers, and then she began to undress herself. She stood in front of me and let her clothes slide down off her body. I watched as her full, creamy breasts burgeoned out of her blouse and hung there, firm and pink-tipped. Her belly curved in a long slope down to her skirt and disappeared under it. But then she had unzipped it and her skirt fell down to her feet, revealing the wide, smooth skin of her loins, trapped in a band of flimsy silk.
She started to ease her panties off, but I put out my arms to her, wanting to do that myself. She stepped over to me and I raised up and placed my hands on her hips. I stroked my palms over her smooth skin and then eased her down onto the bed. She laid back across the width of the bed, her legs slipping over the side. I grasped the edge of her panties and put my head down to her navel. I slowly drew her panties down over the silky skin of her navel and drew my lips along her flesh just behind the slowly descending panties.
My nose soon touched the edge of her thick, curly bush of pussy hair and I smelled that intoxicating odor of ripe cunt filling my nostrils. I whipped off the panties quickly down, and I pushed my face further down. My tongue darted out and trailed along the flesh on the inside of her thighs. My hand delved down between her legs and fondled the folds of skin beneath her pussy, causing her to squirm and twitch.
She spread her legs wider then and put her hand over her cunt. She spread her lips apart and then took my hand in hers; putting it in the place she wanted it. "Play with me awhile," she said, and started my hand in motion across her long, soft slit.
I stroked my fingers along her cunt, spreading her now forming juices along her slit and over her clit. Sue lay back languidly and then reached over and placed her hand on my hot cock. She lazily stroked her fingers along its shaft and played with its head, occasionally slipping her fingers under the ridge of the tip and drawing it back and forth. I began flicking my finger over her stiffened clit and then leaned over and took one of her nipples in my mouth, nibbling at it with my teeth and pressing it up against the roof of my mouth, tasting its warm sweetness, feeling it grow and stiffen.
Sue raised herself up slightly down and I began to shift myself around to roll over upon her, but she said very, very sweetly, "Come in, Mr. Grimes." I snapped my head around and saw that the door was open a crack and that Grimes stood outside frozen in place, surprised to find himself discovered.
I leaped up and went to the door. I wrenched it open and grabbed his arm. I hauled him inside and slammed the door. He started to protest right away, and began to stammer out an excuse.
"I know, I know," I said. "You were just going down the hall, minding your own business and suddenly the door flew open and you just couldn't help noticing what was going on inside. Just an innocent passer-by, eh, Grimes?"
I still had him by the arm, pressed up against the wall. Sue had slipped on my robe by then, and she turned to us and said, "Never mind, Matt Now that he's here, we'll just sit him down and explain a few things to him."
I let him go after shoving him toward the desk. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me and went over to Sue. She very coolly got up and poured some hot water from the electric coffee pot into a cup and made some Instant coffee, down sat back down on the bed. Grimes was obviously on the defensive and looked very uncomfortable. And Sue did her best to make him even more uncomfortable.
"Now, Mr. Grimes," she said to him, "I can't imagine why you would want to peek into other people's business so much for. Especially since Matt tells me that you've plenty of opportunity to look at this sort of thing downtown. That's right," she continued when Grimes looked up at her, "I know all about it. And I must say that it's all very odd. I mean, you have lots of talent for photography and you don't have to make your money that way. Why don't you go on down to the college psychologist? I'm sure that he can help you overcome this strange compulsion of yours."
Grimes looked startled and crushed. Sue must have hit right on it as far as he was concerned. He looked frightened. Sue went on with it "Now, of course, what you do is none of my business. But what I do is none of yours, either. And I really don't like it when I see a pair of eyes peeping through the door at me. Now I know that you make quite a little business out of your photography. Student weddings and special social functions and all that. And if people thought that they were hiring a dirty old man to take their wedding pictures ... I mean, you wouldn't want that to get around, would you? So you just get a grip on yourself and avoid us from now on."
Grimes looked shaken and pale. He sat there a few minutes after Sue had finished her lecture, not knowing what to do next. I told him to get up and get out and he shot up out of his chair and sped to the door. He flew out and raced down the hall, glad to escape. I got up and closed the door, and turned back to Sue.
She sighed in satisfaction that she had cleared up that bothersome little matter and put her coffee cup away. She slipped off the robe and lounged back on the bed, waiting for me. I whipped away the towel and cast it aside, delighted with her and her performance. My cock had softened during her lecture toward Grimes, and as I walked toward her, she giggled to see it rising up and swaying back and forth as I walked. When I got over to her, it was nearly all the way up, and she put her hands up and patted it on the head, saying, "Poor, frustrated thing. Let Sue fix things up."
I fell down upon her and crushed my mouth into hers, rubbing my body against her and digging the shaft of my now rock-hard cock into her silt. Sue put her hands against the sides of her breasts, making them bulge hugely against my chest. She rolled her hips in a slow circle, and my cock, resting in her crotch, rubbed back and forth between her belly and mine. It began to slip and slide as some of my come leaked out from its hot tip and more of her juices flowed out and smeared along its shaft.
Sue put her hands then on my shoulders and urged me downward. She spread her legs wide and drew her feet up under her, so that her cunt was pushing into the air. I kissed and bit at her flesh as my mouth traveled down her fragrant flesh. When I got to her crotch,-I immediately thrust my face into it and opened my mouth wide.
I slid my tongue into her hole and then sucked it out again and licked along the sides of her slit She arched her loins and pressed her cunt hungrily into my mouth, and began to whimper. My hands caressed her body and worked their way up her heaving breasts. I grabbed both of them in each hand and rolled the stiff nipples under my palms as I nuzzled down into her pussy.
Sue then turned her body around and eased herself under my belly, so that her head was resting beneath my crotch as I continued to lap her cunt She reached upward and drew my jerking cock downward a little. She opened her mouth and nibbled at my cock with her moist warm lips. She let the tip of my dick slip into her mouth and then drew her lips back over it and then pushed her lips back up the shaft again. As she slid her lips back and forth on the head, she licked it in long, slow movements with her tongue. Her hands fondled my balls, rolling them and scratching them as she sucked my cock.
Soon she began to lick the shaft of my cock from the head to its base, along the underside. Her hands went up to my side and roamed over my skin along her hips and buttocks. She nuzzled into my balls and kissed them and licked them with her hot tongue as I dug my tongue into her dripping hole and flicked my fingers over her clit I drew back then and Sue raised herself up on her knees. She turned her backside to me and spread her legs wide. I knelt behind her and felt her hand on my cock, stroking it and urging it toward her. I inched forward and pressed my groin up against her buttocks. My cock was straining in its skin, stretching out in a long hard arch between her legs.
She rested her elbows on the bed, bending her body downward and causing her pussy to gape wide at the level of my groin. Her hand still grasped my cock and then I felt a hot, moist smoothness on its head. The walls of her cunt began to put pressure on it and I felt it slipping into her cunt little by little from behind. I leaned forward and rested my body along her back, my hands slipped to her sides and stroked under her body. I stroked them upward and let them wander over her breasts. I began to push my dick into her as I knelt behind her, until I was all the way in.
I left one hand on her breast and brought the other down across her belly and groped for her pussy. When I felt her damp, thick pussy hair, I stuck out one finger and wormed it down to her clit. As I eased my hips back and forth, drawing it slowly along the soft, smooth and moist walls of her cunt, I flicked my finger over her clit and rolled it around in a small circle under the pad of my fingertip.
Sue began squeezing her legs together as I drove my cock into her cunt and she started to moan continuously. Suddenly I felt her cunt press against my cock. I felt those soft but firm walls caressing my fattened pecker from its head to its base, and I left it far inside her as those slippery smooth walls began to ripple over it in waves of smooth pressure. I rested myself on her back, gasping from the delicious feeling of pleasure she gave me with this fantastic movement.
I began to grow tense and my breathing grew hard and rapid. My loins ached and I could no longer just leave my cock up inside her. I began to pump my prick in and out of her faster and faster, slamming my loins against her buttocks. I felt her cunt juices rolling out of her pussy, running along the shaft of my cock and dripping down onto my balls, tickling them as it smeared over them.
But I wanted to feel Sue against me, wanted to feel that soft, warm openness of her breasts against my chest and her thighs wrapped around my waist as my hard rock of a rod drove into her yielding hole. I drew back and slipped my cock into her cunt. Sue muttered a cry of alarm then, but I drew her legs back so that she fell forward on her stomach. Then I rolled her over on her back.
My cock arched out and danced over her as I spread her legs apart. I looked down at her, taking in those swelling breasts, creamy white and pink, and her long, sloping belly ending with her puckered cunt. It quivered there, open and ready and dripping with her pungent juices.
I nudged her hole with the head of my cock and felt it slip into her. I shoved with my loins and felt my dick slide in one long smooth motion, down deep into her dark pussy. I eased myself down upon her and ground my chest against her bulging breasts and flexed the muscles of my belly against her gently rounded and silky smooth midriff. Her legs went up and eased around my waist and her cunt then slipped even more up along my wide, jerking shaft, all the way to the base.
I buried my face in her neck, smelling her fragrant hair and feeling her hot skin against my cheek. She put her arms around my shoulders and held me as I heaved my chest up and down on her, breathing hard and fast. My hips drew back and shoved forward almost automatically then, and my cock slipped back and forth inside her, pushing her cunt apart as it bulldozed into her.
Sue began to utter little cries and moaned low in her throat as I humped her. Her head tossed from side to side and she threw her loins upward and back faster and faster. My cock tensed and I drove it hard into her, taking rapid, short strokes, rubbing its quivering head against the walls of her cunt. Soon I felt it beginning to tingle and I went into a frenzy of panting and pumping.
I was pumping as fast as I could and I ached for that release. Then Sue's coming exploded through her. She had begun to flail her hips against me and toss her body around under me. Then her cunt rippled along my cock and the walls of her pussy squeezed and unsqueezed on my cock, sending me to the brink and in a flash I was over it My cock lurched and jumped and pumped in a violent series of deep, quick spasms. That tingling seared through my pecker, robbing me of my breath. I humped furiously into her, feeling my come spurt out in thick steaming blasts. I reached the very peak of coming and when I did so and it seemed that I would begin to ease off, Sue's cunt gave several sharp squeezing contractions and that sent me into a long, sizzling orgasm that lasted long beyond that first, sudden flash of come-spurting.
I began to slow down soon and then I collapsed against her, gasping. I laid there with my cock up inside her and then I drifted off in a semi-sleep as she eased her legs down and rested her arms on my shoulders. After awhile, I dimly felt my cock, gone soft, slip little by little out of her cunt and I realized that I had gradually rolled over onto my side. Sue sighed deeply as she felt it leave her, and then she snuggled up against me. I drew the covers over us and drew her close to me, feeling her warmth and softness.
Sue reached down to my crotch and took hold of my now still-enlarged but soft cock. She stroked it a few times and then put it between her legs. She sighed and we fell asleep.
CHAPTER NINE
The sun struck my eyes in the morning and I blinked myself awake. I felt warm and lazy, laying there with Sue curled up beside me. I got up after a few minutes and made for the bathroom, filling the coffee pot with fresh water. I came back to the room and plugged it in, preparing to dress and have coffee. But Sue stirred around in the bed and then saw me standing by the desk. She raised the covers and moved aside, so I crawled back into the bed with her.
She snuggled up against me and put her arms around me, practically purring in her warm contentment She laid her head on my chest and lazily rubbed her hands over my body and pressed her breasts against my side. She slipped her legs into mine, gangling us up in each other. Her crotch rested against my thigh, feeling hot and furry.
I put my arm around her and her head slipped into the crook of my shoulder. She passed her hands down my body and began to stroke my cock as it laid there soft and spongy in my crotch. Soon she had succeeded in fattening it up and it worked its way upward as it grew in length and began to harden. In a very short time, it was stretched out long and wide and bulging in its stiffness. Sue picked it up in one hand and eased her fingers around it She began to tug at it slowly, drawing the tight skin up and down. She then threw back the covers and bent down toward it as she felt it. She looked at it as she played with it, pushing it this way and that with great curiosity. She let it slap back down on my belly then, and giggled as she saw it jerk and jump in excitement when she trailed her fingers over its long bulging back.
I pushed her over on her back and she immediately spread her legs open for me. I delved down into her crotch and passed my closed hand over her slit, feeling its hot yielding softness. I extended one finger and laid it along her slit and burrowed it between the lips of her cunt, letting them slip up around it and then began to draw it slowly along her cunt in long, easy strokes. I drew its whole length over her clit each time, and then began to poke it into her hole, making it move inside her in a firm circle of pressure around the walls of her cunt I started to roll over onto her, but she stopped me. She said that she had never really seen a man's cock really well before and that she wanted to watch it work. She continued to ease her hand up and down on my now throbbing pecker, and I laid back on the bed and let her work on it, feeling her long, supple fingers knead it and ease the skin up and down. She caught some of my come that had begun to ooze out the tip in her palm and spread it around the widened head. She tickled the sensitive head just under the skin and soon I was laying there, squirming and tightened my buttocks.
I began to push my loins up and down, making my cock move faster as it was held firmly in her fist She took up the cue and pumped on it faster. I felt that tingling about to wash through me and I gripped the sides of the bed and tensed. I braced myself and fought for control.
I gritted my teeth and held on as I felt that tingling begin. My cock started to contract and pump. It spurted out a few streams of my hot white come, shooting it up onto my chest. I pulled Sue's hand away and laid there not moving a muscle until I had brought myself under control and no more come spurted. I had succeeded in letting her see how the thing worked and had also saved myself for more.
I laid there until my cock just barely started to go soft again. As soon as I sensed that happening, I went into action. I reached for Sue and kissed her, grinding my body against hers and forcing my legs in between hers. My cock had lurched up again right away and I ground it into her pussy, feeling it smeared with her juices.
I put my hands down Sue's sides and slipped them under her buttocks. I lifted her loins up and drew back my hips. My cock charged up and down in hard throbs in front of her cunt and I drew its head up from the bottom. I eased forward and slipped the tip into her and when I was sure that it was secure, I thrust forward hard and drove it deep into her. She gasped and let her head fall back and her arms went limp as I held her loins up against me with my hands.
I could look down at my groin and watch as my wide, fat pecker slipped back and forth past those reddened, twitching cunt lips, forcing them far apart. Her juices flowed over the shaft of my driving cock and glistened in the sunlight Her pussy bulged and puckered around my dick and as I slipped it back and forth into her, I heard those juices and those lips of hers squishing and slurping in rhythm to my pumping.
It took only a short time and in a flash I was coming. That tingling shooting through me once again, my cock blasting out gobs of my come ... ecstasy. My tight thighs quivered and I was gasping. Sue lurched her loins up and down when she felt my cock pumping out my come into her and soon she was uttering a low, long moan and her cunt convulsed around my still pulsing prick I pumped my dick into her until I had wrung out every last bit of come and feeling and then I fell onto her and rested. Sue drew the covers over us again and we laid there, warm and panting and content.
After awhile, Sue got up and made coffee from the now nearly evaporated water that had been boiling away in the pot. We sat in bed sipping the brew and then she got up and dressed. She had classes that day I knew, and I had only one at the end of the day. She let me talk her into taking her to breakfast and I got up and dressed. We walked out into the street and headed for downtown. I felt great, free and untroubled for the first time in a long time.
While at breakfast at Maizie's, we talked about when I would tell Buckley about our counter-blackmailing of him. Sue thought I should tell him right away, and I agreed with her. I planned to go up to the studio as soon as I thought Buckley would be there, and that probably would be later on toward evening. Sue was disappointed that I would have to wait so long, but she sighed in acceptance when I told her that that was the only way I had to getting in touch with him, and that he was around only at that time.
I walked Sue up to the college and then hung around for a while in the snack bar. I met her for lunch there, then went to my own class, a long lab period that dragged on forever. Finally, the class let out and I headed on downtown to Maizie's for dinner. As I walked up to the door, I saw a sign that I had not seen earlier. Maizie needed a bartender on weekends, during the busy hours when the students made their weekly mass exodus to the bars and restaurants. I went in and ordered a meal and sat there thinking about it I made up my mind and called Maizie over.
I told her I needed the job and she smiled broadly at me, telling me that she'd even throw in a free meal on the nights that I worked. The pay, of course, wasn't much, but it would give me spending money that I could count on, and with that and the government check, I could pay the rent and eat regularly. I might even have a little left over for Sue and I to have what fun we could find in the town.
I finished eating and sat there sipping the last of my beer, getting ready to wander up to the studio to see Buckley. But I didn't have to do that Buckley had come in and now eased himself into the booth with me.
"What's all this I hear from Grimes?" he scowled out at me.
"That all depends on what you've heard from Grimes." I said. "So what has he told you so far?" I was unintimidated by him and he sensed it, not liking it one bit.
"He tell me that you've blabbed the story out to that girl of yours and that you think that that gets you off the hook, her not caring what we show her. He says that you think you're not going to have to keep on working for us." Buckley seemed to think as he sat there talking, that he still had an edge on me somewhere. "But you're forgetting," he continued, "that your parents don't know and neither do hers. And from what Grimes also tells me, her parents are especially going to be nasty when they find out about it"
"They're not going to find out bout it," I said, "and neither are mine, nor anyone else. Because you're not going to tell them, Buckley, unless you want to be very uncomfortable for a good long while."
"What do you mean by that, Stone?" he snapped. "What do you think you can do about it? You just watch your step with me buster, or...."
"Or nothing, Buckley," I said. "You happen to be violating a few little laws that could put you away for a long time. One of them is a federal law. You should be ashamed of yourself, bringing that poor, sweet, innocent Selma up here from Florida to be in those awful movies, tsk, tsk."
Buckley began to look a little pale, and asked, "What are you up to, Stone? Come on, out with it"
"I'm not up to anything, Buckley," I replied, "unless you're up to something. It works this way. If you send those pictures to anyone, anyone at all, then I just amble down to the police station and let them know what's going on up above the dentist's office. There's none of your big city look-the-other-way in this town, and they'll go after you with everything they've got You just leave me alone and leave my girl alone and we'll just leave you alone, simple as that just remember that once you send those pictures out I've got nothing to lose and you've got everything to lose."
Buckley clamped his teeth together and ground them around as he stared at me, seething. He knew that he was beaten and that there was nothing he could do about it. Whatever he might try to do to me would end up in his getting jailed. He got up then and stomped out I finished my beer and walked back up to the college and collected Sue at her dorm.
I told her about my meeting with Buckley at Maizie's and about my new job on the way back to my place. She liked the idea of my having the job, and was glad that it was finally all over with Buckley and his crowd. She leaned against me and huddled up to my arm as we walked down the hill. We slipped up the stairs and went into my room.
I didn't bother to turn on the light, but just took off my coat and went over to Sue. She had shed her coat and I took it away from her and dropped it somewhere. I took her in my arms and kissed her a long, hard kiss on the mouth, holding her tightly against me. I picked her up then and brought her to the bed, setting her down lightly. I sat beside her and folded her up in my arms again, kissed her and then let go of her with one arm.
I brought my free hand around to her front and rubbed her belly, working my hand up her sweater until I found her breasts. I palmed them lightly and pinched the nipples and then tore at her sweater, bringing it up over her head. Her breasts hung free and firm before me and I bent my head down, tasting the sweetness of her flesh and sensing her nipples beginning to rise. I ran my hand along her skin and dug it down into her skirt to play over her buttocks.
I then found her zipper and undid it I drew down her skirt and slipped it over her knees and pushed it to the floor. Her panties stretched across her loins and her crotch felt already damp as I ran my hand over the material of her panties and then up to the waistband. I slipped my fingers under it and began to draw it down, exposing more of her flesh as I went.
I began to press my lips into her skin as I followed her panties on their way down. When I had pushed them down to her knees, Sue let them fall of their own accord to the floor. She stepped out of them and spread her legs. I bent my head down and kissed the insides of her thighs from her knees to her crotch, but I avoided her cunt for the moment. I pressed my lips into her belly and dug into her belly button with my tongue as I passed my hands over the soft, smooth skin of her legs. But soon I couldn't ignore her cunt any longer, and I trailed my tongue down her belly and let it slip down into her long, silky slit I sucked at her cunthole, drawing out her cunt juices and then I lapped at her clit, feeling it swell up and stiffen. My fingers went to her cunthole and jammed into her slit. My tongue began to slip and slide furiously back and forth in her cunt and Sue clasped my head between her legs and rocked her hips, moaning and whimpering in the dark.
My cock had hardened and now felt trapped and uncomfortable in my pants. I got up then and tore off my shirt and undid my pants. I slipped them off and tossed them aside. My heavy, throbbing cock swayed back and forth as I stepped back up to Sue. I lifted her buttocks and raised her cunt upward toward my wide, arching cock. I stabbed it toward her cunt and felt it enter her hole right away. I pulled her toward me and felt her pussy slip over my shaft, gripping it with that warm, wet pressure. Sue put her arms up toward me and I bent forward. She put her arms around my shoulders and I raised up, still clasping her buttocks. She threw her legs around me and held her arms around my shoulders. My cock had now sunk deep down into her, and I was holding her up against me as I stood there. I knew I was going to the quickly if I did not find some support either for her or for me.
I started to walk with my cock rammed up inside her and with her clamped to me. I was heading toward the wall so that I could rest my back against it. And that short walk with my cock shoved up Sue's cunt and my muscles working in my legs, causing my cock to tense and rub in fantastic little movements Inside that wet, hot cunt, almost made my knees buckle.
I reached the wall and leaned back until my shoulders touched it. I then eased my weight back and this left my loins thrust forward. Sue's weight was against me, but also was supported by the wall. And in any case, I need not have worried about how long I could stand there, since I already felt, just from that incredible walk, my cock beginning to respond to the demand for release.
I lurched my loins back and forth as I felt Sue around me. I felt my cock slipping more and more fluidly as Sue's juices began to flow strongly, and I felt those hot juices easing along my driving cock and down to my balls. They flowed out over my balls, tickling than and dripping onto my legs. My breath came in fast, hard gasps then and I drove my cock in and out of Sue like a piston.
Sue burrowed into me and whimpered and uttered sharp cries and her cunt began first to quiver and shake and then it convulsed and lurched against my cock, rippling along it, and causing it to lurch inside her.
I had now to get out of that position and I knew how to do it to profit. I hauled my shoulders forward off the wall and simply walked to the bed, shaking with excitement to feel my cock being rubbed to the brink of orgasm by those strange movements caused by walking. As I stepped to the bed, my cock exploded into a burst of tingling and I fell onto the bed at the same time with Sue, still humping into her. That tingling feeling soared up and zinged along my cock to my balls and crept up into my loins. My come shot out of me as my cock pumped and contracted violently inside of Sue. Soon, I eased up and fell quiet and Sue and I lay there resting for a while.
I must have dozed briefly, because the next thing I knew, Sue was up and putting on her clothes. I asked her where she was going and she said that she had to go back to her dorm. If she stayed in my room any longer, she said, she would never get her homework done and neither would I. So she was removing herself from the temptation. I got up then and dressed, too. I picked up her books and went with her back to her dorm. She kept trying to tell me not to bother, but I didn't want to go back to those books yet, and I wanted to walk to clear my head for them later on.
I dropped her off at her dorm and stopped by the snack bar for a cup of coffee and a doughnut. I walked back down the hill then to my place. Slugger McBarnes caught up with me then, and complained about not really getting the hang of his physics problems. I told him as we went up the steps to the house that I would probably be getting around to them later on in the evening, so I might be able to give him some help. I told him to drop by my room later on.
I got to my room and went inside, turning on the overhead light as I closed the door behind me. When I turned around and started to take off my jacket, I stopped in surprise. There on my bed, stretched out facing me, was Selma. She smiled at me as I gaped at her. I recovered then and finished taking off my jacket. I knew what she was there for.
She still imagined that I had my thing for her and Buckley had sent her up to me to get me used to having her, so that they could rope me back into the moviemaking business. And I knew that I would never really be rid of them until I showed Selma that I was not only not having any of her anymore, but that the reason I wasn't having any was that I didn't care about her skills and did not need her skills anymore.
I had taken off my jacket and now I calmly walked to my desk and plugged in the coffee pot I opened my books and got them ready for studying and when I was all set for the evening, I turned to Selma and asked her what she wanted. She got up from the bed then and walked over to me as I sat at the desk. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me on the lips. Then she sat in my lap and stroked my face, and said that she wanted me. She blew in my ear and squirmed her body around as she sat there in my lap. But still I was not having any.
She got up then, pouting slightly, and stood in front of me. She reached down and drew her sweater up over her head and tossed it aside. Her breasts were ripe and full and firm, just as I remembered them. Selma stroked them in front of me and raised them upward, as if offering them to me. I sat there, unmoving. Selma next took off her skirt and stood there before me in her panties. She eased her loins forward and stepped toward me, bringing her crotch up close to my face. I could see through the light silk material her thick bush of pussy hair and part of her cunt lips as she thrust her crotch at me. I still did not make any move and Selma stood there in front of me, unused to not getting a reaction and not sure what to do.
She then decided to go all out, and in a jiffy, she had slipped her panties off. I sat there watching her and although I fought for control, there was not much I could do about the situation. My cock automatically stiffened and its size was unmistakable through my bulging pants. Selma smiled then and began to undulate her hips and, spreading her legs a little, showed me the deep pinkness of her cunt.
She walked over to the bed then and laid down, her crotch toward me, her head away from me. She spread her legs, letting one drop over the edge and rest with the heel on the floor. The other was thrust aside so that it almost touched the other side of the bed. Her cunt then was fully exposed to me and Selma made use of the exposure. Her hand wormed down over her belly and one finger pointed down toward her pussy. She eased the finger down into her slit and pushed it along until it reached her hole.
When she had found that source of her juices, she poked her fingertip into her and then drew some of the juices upward again, up to her clit She flicked and rubbed her finger over it, getting it stiff and swollen. Then she placed both her hands on her cunt, one on each side and began to push her lips together, rubbing them up and down between her hands. Her cunt began to make wet, squishing sounds and she writhed her body around on the bed.
I got up then and went to her, stripping off my clothes as I crossed the room. I stepped out of my pants and my cock sprang up free, hardened and jumping. I did not care much for playing with Selma, not at all in fact, not as I did for Sue. I just crawled up onto the bed and sprawled myself out along Selma, feeling my cock rest in her slit I drew my hips back and felt the head of my dick trail along that slit until I sensed that it was at her hole. I shoved forward and felt it poke into her, so I shoved harder and it slipped all the way in. I felt it there a minute until I had shifted my weight around and got ready.
I then started right away to pump my throbbing dick into her and soon I began to feel that rippling sensation that Selma did with her cunt. It massaged my cock in fast rolling ripples, from the head to the base, and I left my dick in her without moving it letting her massage me inside her.
But as she rippled her cunt over my cock, Selma began to talk to me, telling me that I could have that any time I wanted it just as long as it was in a movie. She told me that this time, she would see to it that I would be the one who got to make a movie with her, and that she would always let me finish coming inside her. Her cunt began to increase its rippling over my dick as she spoke, and then it stopped. Selma said that that was enough and that I could get more of that the next day at the studio.
I hovered over her and then said to her, "Oh, well, in that case, since I'm not going to get any more tonight and since I'm not going to go to that studio tomorrow or ever, I might as well close down this show."
I pulled my cock out of her and got up on my knees in front of her and back away to the foot of the bed. I stood up and turned to get my pants. Selma had looked at me with her mouth gaping open. She surely was not used to that at all. I put on my pants and shirt and sat back down at the desk, telling Selma that her clothes were still piled up near me, and that she should put them on and leave.
She got up and stalked over to her clothes and got into them, furious. But she didn't leave right away, even when I indicated that she should get lost she glowered at me a minute and then spoke up.
"Look you," she said. "You've got Buckley mighty pissed off. Oh, he knows that he can't stay here and expect to keep out of the cops' way if you decide to blow the whistle on him. And that's what had him so pissed, your being able to screw up his whole operation."
"So what," I asked. "What has that got to do with anything? All I care about is that none of you people bother me. You don't bother me. I don't bother you. Simple."
"But the point is," Selma went on, "that Buckley is pissed. That means that he'll be out to get you somehow, not matter what he has to sacrifice himself. The fact is also that it's hard to come up with people who will work on the films. Without you working for him, Buckley just might have to pick up and move on. And if he has to do that, he'll just be sure to drop off a few of those pictures to various people before he goes. And by the time you find out about it, he'll have disappeared into another state, and the cops you try to sick on him can't touch him."
I sat there thinking about it. Sue and I had not figured on this. Although we were prepared to put up with things if Buckley did this to us, we had hoped to avoid it altogether. Now this was a different story again. Selma plunked down on the edge of my desk, apparently waiting for an answer.
Just then, Slugger McBarnes crashed into my room with his physics textbook. But of course, he stopped and stammered and back out, closing the door quickly. I saw that his eyes had fairly bugged out of his head when he slapped his vision onto Selma's round, curvy ass.
But one thing I had missed, at least then, was how Selma took it. She looked down at me and said to me, "Tell me who that is." I told her that was Slugger McBarnes and that he lived next door to me. As I explained this to her, an idea slipped into my head. Suddenly I saw all the times Slugger had moped around, wishing he had a piece of ass.
I got up from the desk and patted Selma on the knee and told her that I would be right back, help herself to the coffee.
I went down the hall to Slugger's room. I knocked at the door and walked in, finding him bent over his desk, staring into a book, as if whatever was in it would slip into his head if he stared at it long enough.
"Hey, Slugger," I said, and he jumped up a little, surprised out of his concentration. "Can I talk to you a minute?"
Slugger said sure, clearly puzzled that I was there with him instead of in my room with that broad he had seen there by my desk.
I told him that it seemed to me that he was acting pretty horny lately and that what he needed was a good, solid piece of ass. Slugger nodded enthusiastically at the suggestion. I explained to him that I might be able to work it so that he not only got a good piece of ass, but got it regularly and not only that, but got paid for doing it.
Slugger's eyes bulged out and then his eyes narrowed. He looked mean and he looked mad at me. I forgot that there must have been times when Slugger's good-heartedness and his lack of sharp brains had let him in for practical jokes and so on. I hastily tried to assure him that I was not joking with him and went on to explain the set-up with the movies.
When Slugger found out that I had been involved in making those movies, he thought that it was just the coolest thing he'd ever heard of, a friend of his, roommates practically....
I pointed out that it could be him and he was eager to go.
"Well, Slugger," I said, "First, I have to find out how you're qualifications are. They're interested in guys with good qualifications mostly."
"What do you mean, qualifications?" Slugger said, "I thought you said all I'd have to do is screw the broads."
"Well, uh, what I mean is," I told him, "well, ah, how big is your cock, Slugger? I mean, you got a big one?"
Slugger smirked and said that he guessed he did, and he hitched up his crotch, bulging his qualifications through his pants to show me. I said that that seemed more than enough.
'And the other thing, Slugger," I said to him very confidentially, "is that you've got to have a little test. Now you just wait in here and in a few minutes that girl you saw me with will come in here and give you the test, alright?"
Slugger frowned at this, but when he thought awhile and saw me smiling at him, he got the idea about what kind of test it would be and he nearly jumped out of his skin in his eagerness. I went back into my room and rejoined Selma.
I told her that my final solution to the situation was that I had a replacement, and that if they did not like the deal, then I supposed I would have to put up with whatever happened as a result of Buckley's sending of those pictures. Selma wanted to know what kind of a replacement I had dug up, since they weren't going to take just any old guy with a smirk on his face and nothing in his pants.
I told her that I had promised the guy that he would get tested for the job and that he was expecting his examiner any minute. Selma frowned and looked at me questioningly, then nodded her head towards Slugger's room. I told her that she was absolutely correct that that was how my replacement was. Selma smiled at me, delighted, but then asked me if I was sure that he was O.K. for the parts he would have to play. I just told her to go find out for herself.
She jumped off her perch on my desk and slinked out my door. She was going to find out for herself, and she was going to find plenty, judging from the way Slugger had hitched up his crotch for my Inspection. I waited until I thought she had gotten into Slugger's room and then went downstairs and went to the phone. I called Sue and told her to come over. I had not gotten over that business earlier where I had pulled my cock out of Selma before finished. Sue had responded to my invitation by saying she couldn't leave her books, but when I told her that there were complications to our plan, she said she'd come right over.
I went back upstairs to await developments. I didn't worry about Slugger getting involved with these people. He was too big to be intimidated and I could always straighten him out if they tried to pull the wool over his eyes. And when he no longer wanted to go down there, I would simply provide him with the information necessary to get him out of it. He could just do what I did to them.
Sue came in after awhile, looking a little worried. She took off her coat and poured herself some coffee. As she got comfortable, I told her what Selma had told me about Buckley and what I had decided to do about it She said that I should think twice before setting some one else onto the thing. She said she couldn't understand how I could know what kind of people ran that thing and how they treated people who wanted to quit and what about Slugger and his family ... I told her then that it was too late anyway, because Selma was in there with Slugger and if I knew Slugger, he'd be just the thing Selma wanted and from what I saw, Selma was just the thing Slugger wanted.
Sue sighed and settled down on the bed with me while we waited for the news. We waited an hour and then we waited another hour and just as we were going into the third hour, my door opened and Selma walked in. She came over toward my desk and then murmured at me, "I just thought I'd grab a cup of coffee before I go." I nodded at her and she sat down and fixed herself some instant Sue was staring daggers at her, knowing that she was the girl I had been filmed screwing. Selma must have sensed it but she kept up a pleasant enough facade. I felt a little uncomfortable about having the both of them here, but I was also very anxious to find out what she thought of the deal I had made with her with Slugger-"Ah-Matt" Selma said, sipping her coffee, "I don't think really that you have to worry about Buckley. I mean, now that we have another actor to take your place and one who has so much and can do so much with it for so long ... I mean, as long as I can tell Buckley that you won't be making any trouble for him after this."
I told her that she didn't have to worry about that that I intended to hold onto Sue as long as I could and that I only wanted to get out of college and be an engineer and that I didn't want to hear about Buckley or his doings at all.
Selma smiled sweetly at Sue, who simply bared her teeth at Selma. She finally got up and left, slinking across the room to do so.
Sue got up then and slinked around in imitation of the now departed Selma. She flashed her eyes at me and started purring phrases at me the way Selma had done as she sat there telling me not to worry about Buckley. I laughed at Sue and got off the bed. I went to her and put my arms around her, nuzzling into her neck.
But Sue still wanted to be pissed at my having Selma up in the room, so she struggled and turned her face from me in a pout. I reached down into my pocket then and dug around for the little envelope I had slipped into a few days before. I felt it down at the bottom and I pulled it out. I put it behind Sue's back and tore it open and dug out the plain gold wedding band I had bought.
I eased my hand around until I held the ring in front of her pouting face and then drew it back away so that she could slowly focus her eyes on it. As soon as she saw it and realized what it was, she threw off her light little pout and looked up at me, then fell into my arms, mine alone, and I wanted her.
