It was big and thick and long and right in front of her face. She was naked, on her knees, running her hands up and down his hairy, muscular thighs. Then she stuck out her tongue as far as it would go so she could lick his balls, balancing them on the flat of her tongue before she sucked on them.
He looked down at her and she wondered if she was pleasing him. She ran her tongue up and down the sensitive underside of his prick before she opened her mouth wide so she could suck on the head.
She swirled her tongue around the silky smooth skin, making it glisten and shine from her saliva. Her whole body began to tingle as she slowly took his long shaft into her mouth.
She sucked on him, moving her head backwards and forwards, slowly, twisting it around, breathing faster and faster as she got more and more excited.
She felt her cunt get wet and began to anticipate anxiously what it would feel like when he put his meat up into her hole.
Any hole.
She didn't care.
It could be her pussy or her asshole as long as he pumped it in and out of her hard and fast and did it to her for a long time.
She wanted to come and come and not think about anything else. She fondled his hairy balls and thrilled as she felt them move around inside their protective sack, wondering if he was going to come in her mouth.
That would be nice.
She used her teeth to scrape the sides of his shaft, making it as exciting as she possibly could for him. She breathed through flaring nostrils as she filled her mouth with his meat.
She hoped he would know how to use it on her, that he wouldn't come too quickly, that he'd fuck her until she begged him to stop.
She felt the head go over the roof of her mouth as she continued to suck on him, her nipples getting thumb hard as pleasure filled her chest.
She wiggled her ass around as if she was trying to show him how impatient she was getting even if she did like sucking on him.
Soon he'd get the message.
And then he'd fuck her.
In every hole she had.
For a long time.
She wanted it bad.
* * *
Alexandria Scott sat in the living room of the one bedroom apartment she shared with another girl and perused the theatrical trade papers, hoping to come across a lead that would enable her to get a job.
The apartment was small, the heat inadequate in winter but the neighborhood was safe and she considered herself lucky to have found someone as nice as Janice to room with.
Alexandria was a statuesque brunette, five foot eight inches tall, twenty-three and had graduated from the University of Texas at El Paso where she had been a drama major for four years.
So far, fame and fortune had eluded her but she was persistent and paid the rent by working either as a waitress or as a typist.
Every now and then she got a small job, some print work and that helped to encourage her, to keep her going when she felt like quitting.
She had managed to save a little money and because of that was able to take a month off in order to pursue her life long dream.
"Anything?" asked Janice as she came out of the bathroom where she put on her makeup.
It was ten o'clock on a summer's night and Janice had a late date with her steady boyfriend. She was not as tall as Alexandria was but nevertheless managed to attract more men than she knew what to do with. Several months ago she decided on one guy in particular and so far it had worked out.
"No, not yet," replied Alexandria who was sitting on a couch, her long leg curled underneath her.
The apartment was on the seventh floor and was furnished somewhat spartanly. There was a dining area with a square, wooden table and matching chairs and the living room contained only the couch and a few chairs. Drapes hung on the wall, helping to muffle out the street sounds that wafted up from below.
Soon it would be hot and they would have to start using their air-conditioner but for the time being it wasn't necessary.
Janice lit a cigarette and sat down on the end of the couch, having a few minutes to kill before meeting her boyfriend.
She too was an aspiring actress and had a job as a waitress in a local watering hole. She had worked there for almost a year, was on good terms with the boss and made her own schedule. Lately she hadn't been working too much. Like Alexandria she also felt the need to give her career a goose.
Alexandria put down the paper on the glass coffee table that sat in front of the couch and sighed.
"It's always the same, week after week," she said.
"I know, I get discouraged, too, but you've got to keep at it."
"Oh I will."
"Listen, why don't you come along with Ron and me, we're just going for drinks."
"No thanks."
"How are things between you and Steve?" asked Janice, referring to the guy Alexandria had been seeing.
"Off and on, really up in the air. Sometimes I want to see him and sometimes I don't."
Janice put out her cigarette. "I might not come home tonight," she said at the door.
"Have fun."
"I will."
After she left Alexandria made herself a cup of coffee and resumed reading the papers. She saw the ad near the back. It read: open call for actresses, twenties, pretty, film being cast. It gave an address in midtown Manhattan and the hours.
Well, it's better than nothing, thought Alexandria. Maybe from there I can go to some agencies, drop off my picture and resume.
It made her feel a little better even though she knew nothing would come of it. Nevertheless, she was obliged to check it out.
She went into the bedroom and began to pick out an outfit to wear. The casting call was for the following day and she briefly thought about calling up Steve.
No, she realized she'd only get involved, it would be late night and she'd wind up looking like hell the following morning if she didn't get her rest.
So she made out her schedule, all the places she wanted to go see and, satisfied that her clothes would be appropriate, went to bed, intending to read herself to sleep.
* * *
Janice walked several blocks east. She and Alexandria lived on the west side of Manhattan, her boyfriend Ron lived on the east side and it was there that she was meeting him.
There were a lot of street people out now that the weather had turned nice and would definitely stay that way for the next four to six months.
Broadway was packed and Janice decided to walk over to Central Park West and catch a cab there that would take her across town.
Panhandlers asked her for money, homeless people gave her a feeling of creepy empathy and single men gave her admiring looks.
She felt good. For the first time in a long while she had a steady relationship and after having played the singles scene for longer than she cared to admit, she was very happy not to have to any more.
* * *
Ron Hayes drummed his fingers nervously on the table. He had been waiting for Janice for almost twenty minutes. He was in a small neighborhood bistro on Eighty-Seventh Street between First and Second Avenues.
It had decent food at good prices and so far hadn't become too glitzy, preferring instead to remain a small, familiar enclave of civility surrounded by the much larger world that yuppidom had spawned.
He nursed his Bloody Mary and decided to give Janice another ten minutes. If she didn't show up by then, he would leave and go home.
Ron worked as a commodity salesman for a large Wall Street brokerage house. His mind, was, by necessity, orderly in the respect that he could keep a lot of figures straight in his head. He also could react to swings in the market.
A lot of this was reflected in his personal life. Because his business life was such a scramble most of the time he was constantly trying to impose order on other situations.
Sometimes this worked out and sometimes it didn't. So far with Janice it had and she respected him for it, for somehow being able to make sense out of things that were a complete mystery to her: He took a sip out of his drink, leaving a little bit left and started to think about if he wanted to go home or to another bar when he saw her come in.
She wore a short skirt that showed off her nice legs to good advantage, a blouse and one of those soft bras that give the illusion of no bra, sandals and a light sweater in case it got cold later on.
She pecked at his cheek as she sat down. "Been waiting long?"
"No, not really. Hungry?"
"Sure but I want a drink first."
Ron ordered her a gin and tonic and told the waitress to bring them a double order of spare ribs in fifteen minutes or so. He also got another Bloody Mary for himself.
"How's work?" she asked, lighting a cigarette.
"Hectic, how's your work?"
"Slow but it'll pick up."
Ron didn't really agree with her but he didn't say anything. He personally thought that trying to make it as an actress in New York was very, very hard and not realistic at all.
As a result he tried not to encourage her too much. Of course he didn't discourage her either. Instead, he preferred to keep his mouth shut as much as possible, opening it only to, he hoped, dispense sage-like wisdom.
He realized shortly after he met her that she was not wife material. It may have been unfair, both to him and her, for him to come to that conclusion but that was the way his mind worked.
He was attracted to her, as any man would have been, she was good in bed, relatively intelligent and had a nice personality. What she didn't have was that mysterious pizazz he was really looking for.
But she would suffice until he would it and he assumed he would do the same for her. Their relationship was balanced and would continue to stay that way for a while. At least that's what he hoped.
They nibbled on their ribs and made small talk which was all right with Ron. He was content to be with her, liked the way the light bounced off of her shoulder length blonde hair and had been around long enough so that he knew what it was like to have to prowl around the singles bars like a tom cat trying to get a piece of ass.
He had had enough of that. Janice suited him and he was quite content. She was twenty-four, four years his junior.
He was a good-looking guy with a nice body. Tall and intelligent, he made decent money and lived in a nice apartment. Unfortunately, even that didn't get you too much in terms of pussy in New York. One more reason to stay with Janice for the time being.
"I'm worried about Alexandria," she said as she dabbed the corners of her mouth with her cloth napkin.
"Oh?"
Ron selected another rib from the plate that sat between them, knowing that Janice was soon going to tell him why.
She lit a cigarette. "She's having a hard time of it, now."
So, who isn't, he thought. "Is she?" he asked. "Yes and I don't know if there's anything I can do to help her, either."
"Is it anything in particular that's bothering her or is it just life in general?"
"Oh, she's lonely."
"I thought she was seeing somebody."
"It's on and off."
"Oh."
"It just bothers me."
"Well, there's nothing you can do in that department. She's a grown woman after all."
"Also, her career isn't progressing as fast as she wants it to."
"I don't see how you can help her there either," said Ron as he selected another rib, wondering if he ought to finish them all off.
Why no? Janice probably won't have any more and if I have my mouth full it'll give me an excuse not to say too much.
"I mean she's such a nice person and I feel so helpless sometimes," said Janice.
"I know you must." She was beginning to get up a good head of steam now and Ron knew better than to try and stop her now.
Better to let it run its course. He had no idea of what kind of a person Alexandria was. He had met her briefly a couple of times and remembered her long legs and her breasts but that was about it.
"I'm afraid something bad is going to happen to her," said Janice, leaning forward as if they were two people conspiring.
It was a little silly. The place was pretty much filled to capacity and it was hard enough to hear when someone spoke at a normal voice level much less when they whispered.
Janice had a slight flair for the melodramatic which Ron didn't mind at all. It gave her just the right amount of absurdity so that he was able to keep a handle on the situation at all times, not let it get out of hand, not get too emotional about it.
"Really?"
"But I don't know what it is."
"Probably your imagination."
"I hope so. Finished?"
Ron looked down at the empty platter. "Yes. Once I start on ribs they're hard to put down."
Janice yawned. "I'm tired. Do you think we can go soon?" she asked.
"Sure."
They had one more drink each. Ron paid, left a nice tip because he went there a lot and when they were outside, he began steering her towards his place.
How long had it been, a week, maybe, since he had slept with her. He had forgotten, but remembered that he wanted to do it that night and tired or not, if there was any way possible, he would.
He lived in a large studio apartment in a new building with a doorman and closed circuit security. The place had been co-opted several months ago and, thanks to a low interest loan from his employer had managed to buy the place. It was an excellent investment.
Janice liked it because it was new, not like where she lived which was old. The people on the streets were nicer too or so it seemed.
After all, it was the fashionable east side and it figured to be a little different from where she lived even though the realtors were doing everything they could to make every neighborhood fashionable so that could make more money accordingly.
"Come on up, there's something I want to talk to you about," said Ron as the doorman watched and tried not too hard to be obvious when he looked at Janice.
"Okay."
They rode the elevator up to the tenth floor where Ron opened the door to his apartment and turned on a light. Janice liked the way it was furnished. Everything was very modern and tasteful.
"Drink?" asked Ron.
"A small one."
Janice dropped her bag onto a leather couch and sat down, her skirt riding up, revealing a lot of thigh. Ron noticed her legs as he came out of the kitchen with two drinks in his hands. He gave her one, sat down close to her and took a sip.
"I don't think you ought to worry too much about Alexandria," he said.
"Why not?"
"Well for one thing she's a big girl and she knows her way around. Things have a way of averaging out in the long run anyway."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that if she's lonely or horny or both, then she might get herself into a situation where she won't have those problems anymore."
"Do you really think so?"
"Sure and besides there are nicer ways you can spend your time."
"Any suggestions?"
Ron put down his drink on the end table and his hand on her knee. He slowly began to move it up her leg.
"Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?" asked Janice.
"One of the things."
"Well, I'm listening."
CHAPTER TWO
Janice waited until his hand was midway up her inner-thigh before she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck so she could draw his face down to hers.
Their lips parted and she slithered her tongue into his mouth, spreading her legs farther and farther apart feeling herself begin to get warm and wet as she anxiously anticipated the pleasure she knew would be hers.
Ronald felt the fleshy "vee" between her legs that was her sex, as their tongues dueled. He squeezed her as he felt her breasts press against his chest.
She sucked hungrily on his tongue as he rubbed her nipples, getting her hotter and hotter. Then he broke the embrace and they both stood up.
He grabbed the bottom of the couch and pulled up and out, converting it into a bed. Janice took one last sip of her drink before she embraced him again, her body hungry for his.
She molded into him, thrilling as she felt the hardness between his legs press against her. Their mouths crushed together as he ran his hands up and down her body.
He lingered on her buttocks, feeling her flesh before he pulled up her skirt so he could sneak his hand in under her panties, parting the crack in her ass, grinding himself into her.
Janice broke the embrace, stepping away from him, her skirt falling down, making it easier for her to unzip it and let it fall to the floor.
She stepped out of it. Kicking off her sandals, she took off her blouse. Ronald undressed quickly, his cock springing to life. Janice's eyes immediately focused on it.
She hooked her hands into the elastic that supported her panties and leaned over, her breasts threatening to spill out. She slid her panties down her thighs.
Then, she unhooked her bra from the front and let it fall off, joining her clothes on the floor. She lay down on the bed.
Ronald was beside her in an instant, his lips curled around one of her thumb-hard nipples, sucking on it while he played with the folds of her cunt.
Janice sucked in her breath sharply as he gently nibbled on her breast flesh, sending thrills to every part of her chest.
She arched her back upwards, forcing him to take as much of her as he could. He slipped a middle finger into her cunt-fold and started to ream her out.
"Oh, it feels soooo good," she moaned.
He sucked on her other nipple while Janice managed to reach down so she could stroke the length of his rock-hard cock up and down with her fingertips, thrilling as she felt the blood-engorged veins.
Ronald took his mouth off of her nipple and slowly ran the rip of his tongue down the center of her stomach, not stopping until he reached her cunt.
He positioned himself between her legs and took his fingers and spread her lips apart, revealing her inner-flesh before he mashed his hips against hers.
He thrust his tongue up into her as far as it would go and kept it there, poking and probing it around. Janice got hotter and hotter and hoped he wouldn't stop until she had an orgasm.
Ronald filled his mouth with as much of her delicious cunt-flesh as he could, scrunching his hands in under her so he could lift her up and make it easier and more exciting for both of them.
He found her clit and swirled the tip of his tongue around the ultra-sensitive little nubbin of cunt-flesh, making Janice breathe faster and faster.
She closed her eyes as thrills enveloped her. Ronald then began to flick his tongue in and out of her, his fingers biting into her ass.
"Oh, don't stop," panted Janice.
He glued his mouth to her pussy and kept it there as she began to writhe around a little, inching closer and closer to her orgasm.
It snuck up on her and when she came she had the feeling that more exciting things would happen before they were finished.
Ronald knew she had come and sucked her juice out of her and swallowed it and sucked for more, his cheeks becoming covered with cream.
He finally took his mouth off of her, moving up on the bed, lying down, breathing hard. Janice caressed his chest and stomach before she held his cock by its base.
Her breasts swung free from her body as she leaned over him, the tip of her tongue snaking out so she could swirl it around the head, thrilling him.
At the same time she felt his nuts riding tight in their sack, knowing what they contained, knowing it would all be hers.
She opened her mouth and closed her lips over his cock, slowly moving her head down until she had taken every hard inch he had.
Then she began to bob her head up and down along the length of his shaft, continuing to work on his balls. Ronald watched and thrilled as she worked on him and he made a mental note not to let so much time pass by without fucking her, She was too good of a cocksucker.
Janice hungrily sucked on his rod, her mouth filled with it. She used her tongue to lick his underside as her nostrils flared as she breathed faster and faster.
Ronald considered coming in her mouth but thought better of it and was a little relieved when Janice finally lifted her head away from his saliva glistening cock and laid down next to him on her back, spreading her legs.
He positioned himself over her and she took his cock and guided it to the right hole and waited impatiently until he finally began to slide it into her.
Inch after inch disappeared up into her body until their pubic hairs were finally grinding together. Janice wrapped her legs around his waist and began to move her pelvis around, encouraging him to friction her.
Ronald withdrew until only the head of his cock was in her, then he lunged forward, starting out hard and fast, intending to stay that way.
Janice's level of excitement immediately grew. She closed her eyes as she felt his thick cock spread the walls of her wet, warm cunt apart, not stopping until the head bounced off of parts far back inside of her.
Ronald propped himself on his hands and dug his toes into the sheets so he would not fall out of her. He was also able to change his angle of penetration and go deeper and deeper into her.
Janice writhed around, her breasts shaking, her nipples still hard. She ran her hands up and down his flanks as he continued to thrust in and out of her.
His balls slapped against her hot cunt as he gouged her out, burying his head in her neck so he could tongue her smooth skin.
Janice's cunt erupted as she came, cream oozing out of every pore in her pussy, flowing down the length of her canal, lubricating it -- making it easier for Ronald to fuck her.
She was still tight, in spite of all of the juice that seeped out from between her quivering pussy-lips and ran down her buttocks.
She slapped her pelvis upwards, meeting his incoming cock, enabling her to get just a little extra out of his steady thrusts.
She began to kiss his cheeks and neck, using her lips and teeth so she could add to his pleasure and at the same time inch towards another climax.
Ronald showed no signs of slowing down and that was one of the things that Janice both liked and appreciated about the way he fucked.
Not only was he technically very competent but he was also very considerate, part of his male ego making him fuck her the best way he knew how every time he did it.
Their bodies ground together for an instant only to part as Ronald withdrew his cock just before he slammed it into her again.
"Aaaarrrggghhh," yelled Janice.
Fresh cream flooded her cunt canal, mixing with the old, sopping their pubic hairs -- saturating them! She thrashed wildly, oblivious to everything else except the way his cock was making her feel.
Ronald slowed down a little, resting on an elbow so he could pinch one of her nipples before starting to suck on it.
He felt his nuts begin to stir inside their protective sack and he knew he was going to come soon so he propped himself up again and put on a burst of speed.
His nuts went numb just before he spat a load of burning jism up into her, extending Janice's orgasm. There was a minute pause before he plunged into her again.
Then he came to a long, gentle halt, eventually resting on top of her, breathing hard. Janice unwrapped her legs and secretly thrilled in feeling his cock get smaller and smaller, until he eventually pulled it out, releasing a lot of bottled-up cream, which freely flowed out of her cunt, instantly creating a puddle on the tan-colored sheet.
Ronald got up and refreshed their drinks and by the time he came back Janice was leaning against the abbreviated head board.
"That was delicious," she purred.
He handed her a drink. She sipped appreciatively and absent-mindedly ran a hand through her hair as if she could straighten it out. As if there was a need to.
"Did you expect anything else?" he asked.
"Well, even macho men like you can have a bad night every now and then."
"Maybe, but I doubt it. Not with you at least."
"Why am I different?"
Ronald thought for a minute, trying to pick his words carefully, knowing that this was one of those somewhat dangerous moments.
"Because you solve more problems than you create," he finally said.
"Hmmmm. I like that."
"It's true."
"Is it really or are you just saying it?"
"No, it is."
Janice put her hand between his legs and began to fondle his limp cock, making him wonder if she wanted him to fuck her a second time.
"Then I'm glad."
"Do me a favor."
"If I can."
"Try not to worry about Alexandria so much," he said after he sipped his drink.
"I know you're right."
"There's not too much you can do about it anyway," he said.
"I know that too."
"Well?"
"I'll do my best. But you don't mind if I talk about it every now and then do you?"
"Of course. I just want you to live your own life that's all."
She took his hand and placed it between her legs. "I like you there."
"So do I"
"Well, what are you waiting for?"
"Nothing I guess."
He put down his drink and began to rub her cunt in earnest, feeling his cock begin to get hard again. It was going to be a long night.
CHAPTER THREE
Alexandria ran late all day.
First, she spilled her morning coffee on her skirt and had to change clothes. Then she got jammed up at some of the various agencies she went to, often having to wait far longer than she had anticipated in order to see the right people.
There were many, mini-gridlocks in midtown which meant that she had to walk instead of taking public transportation.
She got more and more frustrated, but nevertheless kept on plugging away, keeping to her schedule, trying to make up for lost time.
It seemed that whenever she managed to get back ten minutes, she lost twenty within the hour. It was extremely frustrating, but Alexandria had been there before and trudged through the crowded streets with grim determination.
It was a nice day and a couple of the agencies she had visited expressed more than a casual interest in her. That lifted her spirits.
She stopped off and had a quick, light lunch, taking the opportunity to go over her remaining plans, deciding to do as much as she possibly could within the remaining time she had.
In spite of all her racing around she managed to look fresh and enthusiastic, like she had just stepped out of a shower.
She wore a skirt that stopped a couple of inches above her knees, flat-heeled shoes and a breezy-looking blouse. She also had a large combination portfolio/briefcase in which she crammed her personal stuff like wallet, keys, address book, makeup and about a dozen other things. It was fairly heavy and she had to constantly shift it from one shoulder to the other. After a while her calves began to ache and her feet hurt but she kept at it.
It was the only way and you never knew who was going to be the person that would unlock all the doors and really help your career.
* * *
Maurice Sanders was forty-three, had been divorced three times and listed his occupation as a movie-maker. He had also managed to stash away several hundred thousand dollars over the years and was anxious to join it.
His money was currently residing in the bowels of a bank in Zurich. He had a numbered account and so far managed to outwit both the Internal Revenue Service and his ex-wives' attorneys, not a particularly easy feat.
He was beginning to loose his hair, although it wasn't too obvious yet. He somehow managed to keep himself in relatively good shape which was an even harder trick to pull off considering the fact that he had lived most of his life in a very fast lane.
He gave himself another two or three years. Then he would say the hell with it, join his money, assuming he wasn't behind bars by that time and go off to Spain or Austria or anyplace really, he didn't really care, where he would live out the rest of his days in relative comfort and peace of mind.
He had an office in midtown Manhattan and maintained a definite degree of respectability. His films all made a lot of money and his backers had no compunctions about spending some of it on his office.
He had a secretary, Suzanne, a woman in her late twenties, a flaming redhead who was also not exactly on the up and up when it came to her personal accounting.
She had a very good figure and was not above using it to serve her own ends. She had also served Maurice's ends many times, too.
At the same time that Alexandria was busily making her way through her rounds, Maurice was busy sitting behind his large, mahogany desk looking at and interviewing girls for a film that he was both producing and directing.
He had lost count of the number of women he had seen. Most of them were unsuitable for a variety of reasons, but he was confident he would find what he was looking for.
There was an inexhaustible supply of almost everything in New York and attractive women were a very common commodity, no matter what game you played.
There was a stack of pictures and resumes on his desk. Most would be discarded at the end of the day. He managed to grab a quick lunch and drank too much coffee. He pressed his intercom.
"Come in here for a minute will you?"
Suzanne came in. As always, she was wearing something sexy. Today it was tight fitting jeans, boots and a western shirt. Somehow, she managed not to pop the buttons open.
"Is that about it?" he asked wearily, leaning back in his chair.
Behind him, through the large windows Suzanne could see the city sprawled out below them. There were posters on the wall and carpet on the floor and a coffee-maker and a lot of filing cabinets.
She checked her book. "I think so."
Maurice lit his umpteenth cigarette of the day and sighed. "Let's give it another half hour. It's four-thirty now. We'll leave at five."
"Have you got what you were looking for?"
"I can make do, let's put it that way."
"It was a big turn out," said Suzanne as she sat in a chair in front of his desk, also lighting a cigarette.
"When isn't there?"
"This'll be the last day?"
"Yeah, I don't want to bullshit around too much. I've got to start shooting in a week or two at the least." He yawned. "I'm really beat."
Suzanne heard someone try the front door which was always locked for safety's sake. "One last customer," she said as she stubbed out her cigarette.
"Maybe we will make this one the last."
"I'm sorry I'm late, I got tied up," said Alexandria as she handed Suzanne a picture and resume.
"That's all right. Have a seat. Mr. Sanders will see you in a minute." She went into Maurice's office and handed him the picture. "She's really pretty."
"Then send her in."
Alexandria went into Maurice's office and sat as primly as she could while Maurice looked at her resume.
"Let me tell you a little about what I'm doing Miss Scott. It's a relatively low-budget film. I've got about five hundred thousand dollars to play with. It's not too much, but we're still paying our talent quite well. Most of the leads have already been cast, but there is a supporting role I think you'd be right for. What's your schedule like for the next month or so?"
"You mean am I free?"
"Yes, that's what I mean."
"Well, I do have a part-time job, but I could always take time off I suppose."
"Good. I'm in a rush to get the rest of my casting over with. The part isn't particularly demanding. What's more important is the chemistry between yourself and the other cast members and also myself. I'll be directing," he explained.
"I don't see that there would be any problems."
"Good"
"I mean why should there be?"
"Good question. I might as well tell you right away that there's nudity involved. How do you feel about that?" he asked.
"Complete nudity?"
"Let's say yes and save a lot of trouble for us both," answered Maurice.
"I never thought about it one way or the other."
"So you don't think you'd have any problems with it?"
"I don't think so."
"I've found that it's a lot easier to find out certain things earlier than later. Don't you agree?"
"Certain things, yes."
"Good. Now I don't want to cast you in this film and have you tell me one day during shooting that you can't be nude. I've had that happen before. A lot of people think they can do it but then they find out they can't and a lot of innocent people wind up suffering because of it." He scribbled a figure on a piece of paper and handed it to her. "That's what I'm paying for three weeks of your time, give or take a week."
"It's a lot of money."
More money in fact than she had ever made in her career. She briefly thought about the nudity, what it would be like to be naked in front of total strangers. Strange thrills that she didn't understand began to make their presence felt in her body.
"It'll be a good pay day that's for sure. Now about the nudity."
"What about it?"
"Think you can handle it?"
"I guess so."
"There's one way to find out."
"How's that?"
"Would you mind taking off all your clothes? I want to see how you look. I also want to take some instant pictures of you if you don't mind. Don't worry, I won't sell them," he said.
Alexandria's face flushed red. It had all happened so quickly, so fast, she didn't have time to really think about it, make up her mind.
She slowly stood up and began unbuttoning her blouse. Maurice got out his instant camera and made sure it was loaded with film.
Alexandria lay her blouse over the arm of the chair. She unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. Looking at Maurice, she hoped he would say that's enough but he remained silent, waiting patiently.
She reached around and unhooked her bra. Hot flashes burst over her body but she tried to be stoic, placing her bra on top of her skirt and looking at him, wondering what he was thinking.
"The shoes and the panty hose too. I want to get the whole picture."
Alexandria kicked off her shoes and pulled down her beige panty hose and stood in front of him, naked, blushing as his eyes cruised up and down her body.
He aimed his camera and took several pictures while she stood there feeling both awkward and excited at the same time.
"Good," he said as he looked at them after they had developed.
"You approve?"
"I see a lot of women. It's my business. Most of them say one thing and mean another. I just like to be sure, that's all."
"In other words, you like my body."
Her nipples were large and she felt them start to get hard. Feelings of thrilling humiliation began to make themselves felt more and more. She threw her hair back over her shoulders.
"Yes, it's very nice."
"Does that mean I have the part?"
"Not yet, it doesn't. A lot of girls have great bodies," said Maurice as he clipped the instant pictures to the picture she had given him.
"I know."
"There might also be some sex involved."
"How much?"
"I'm not sure yet."
"Is this a porno film?"
"No"
"Then why the emphasis on sex?"
"Because it does happen, you know. Have you ever seen an "R" rated film."
"Sure."
"Well, then you know what goes on."
"I guess so."
"And believe me, a lot more wind up on the cutting room floor than winds up on the screen."
"I believe you."
"You should. I happen to know what I'm talking about," he said.
"Can I put on my clothes now?"
"Not quite yet although if you want to I certainly won't stop you. Are you uncomfortable?"
"Not really."
"So do you think you could handle a little sex, tastefully done?"
"I guess so."
"Miss Scott, I don't believe you. I'm going to have to ask you to prove it to me. I'm sorry but I just can't take any chances."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Whatever you want."
CHAPTER FOUR
Alexandria was not a virgin by any means, but she had never had sex with a perfect stranger before. There was something about the idea that immediately excited her, made her want to do it.
She walked around to where he was sitting and sat down on his thighs, facing him, her legs spread, her nipples now hard with excitement.
She nuzzled her mouth into his neck, kissing and tonguing him, letting him smell her perfume, rubbing his shoulders.
"Touch me, make me hot," she whispered as she stuck the tip of her tongue into his ear.
Maurice reached down and ran the tip of his middle finger up and down the length of her slit a couple of times before he put it into her so he could finger fuck her.
"Oh yes, that's right," said Alexandria as she began to squirm around.
Maurice reamed her out, making her hotter and hotter. She moved her head back so she could run the tip of her tongue across his lips a couple of times before she slithered it into his mouth.
He grabbed her ass as their tongues dueled, Alexandria's cunt becoming wetter and wetter as she got more and more excited.
Their mouths twisted all over one another, tongues busy as Maurice jabbed at her with his finger. Then he took it out of her so he could cup her breasts, feeling the pliant flesh.
"Do you do this with every girl?" panted Alexandria.
"No. Do you do this with every man?"
"No, you're my first stranger."
"Then let's make the most of it."
"I intend to." She got off of him. "Stand up," she said.
Maurice did that and she fumbled with his belt buckle a few times before she finally got it undone and dropped his pants.
His cock sprang to life immediately and Alexandria gently pushed him back down into his seat, contemplating the head for a few minutes.
Then she knelt between his legs so she could run the flat of her tongue up and down the sensitive underside of his cock. Maurice watched as she licked the head, holding his prick by its base, making the head glisten and shine from her saliva.
She breathed faster and faster as she took him into her dark, warm cavern and started to suck on him. She lowered her head until she couldn't take any more.
Then she started to bob it up and down, teasing and pleasing his balls at the same time. Maurice held her head and stood up so he could mouth-fuck her hard and fast for a couple of minutes. Then he pulled out of her.
"Lie down on the floor," he said.
"I'm so hot."
"I can't remember the last time I saw a pair of breasts like you've got," he said as he stripped off his clothes and knelt over her.
Alexandria's legs were spread, eager for his cock to be inside of her but he clamped his lips over one of her nipples instead.
He sucked and chewed on her nipples, burying his face into her abundant flesh while he finger fucked her at the same time.
Alexandria writhed around, holding his head against her, arching her chest upwards, reaching out so she could tug at his prick.
"Put it in me," she gasped.
"Don't you want me to eat you?"
"Just fuck me."
He positioned himself between her legs and put the head of his cock into her warm, wet, tight pussy. Then he slammed himself forward as she raised her legs high in the air over his body.
"Oh, oh, oh," she moaned.
It was so good. She was so hot that any inhibitions she may have had didn't count for a thing. The only thing that mattered was his cock and the way it was making her feel. So good.
Maurice fucked her hard and fast and Alexandria didn't have any trouble at all in coming. She yelled and writhed around underneath him as she felt cream bubble up inside of her.
"Harder, harder," she gasped.
Maurice lunged in and out of her, slamming his prick into the upper recesses of her pussy as hard and as fast as he could.
Alexandria threw her head from one side to the other as she came, bucking her pelvis wildly up into him, holding onto his shoulders.
Maurice began to get tired. It had been a long day and he would certainly have another opportunity to fuck Alexandria. That went without saying.
His balls tightened in their protective sack and he relaxed and let a stream of jism shoot up into her cream filled pussy.
"Oooohhhh," moaned Alexandria.
He waited a few minutes before he pulled his limp dick out of her. Alexandria looked up at him and smiled.
"Well?" she asked.
"Well what?" asked Maurice as he put on his clothes.
"How was I?"
"You can do better."
"That might be fun," said Alexandria as she got dressed.
"Yes, it might be." Maurice wrote down an address on a piece of paper and handed it to her. "I think you'll do just fine. Be here at nine o'clock in the morning this coming Thursday. We pay weekly by the way."
"Great. Maybe I can finally save up a little money," said Alexandria as she tucked the piece of paper into her bag.
"I'm sure you will."
"Thank you," she said at the door.
"It was my pleasure."
"Mine too."
Then she left and Maurice took out a bottle of bourbon from his desk drawer and poured some into two glasses. Suzanne came in and took a sip and sat down.
"How was it?" she asked.
"Tight."
"Why did you rush it?"
"I told you I wanted to be out of here by five. I'll have other chances."
"Think she knows what's going on?"
"She knows all right. She's not as innocent as she looks," said Maurice as he threw some bourbon down his throat and nearly choked.
"I trust your capacity for finding talent."
"I haven't been wrong yet, have I?"
"A few times maybe."
"We're all entitled."
"So the casting is complete?"
"Yes. Now the fun begins."
"I might want a little piece of her myself."
"That can be arranged."
"I'll let you get her nice and hot for me first."
"If that's the way you want it," said Maurice as he stood up. "Want to get something to eat?"
"You buying?' "Sure."
"Let's go then lover man."
CHAPTER FIVE
By the time she got home Janice had already started to prepare dinner.
"Hi. How did your audition go?" she asked cheerfully from the kitchen.
"Tell you in a minute." Alexandria went into the bedroom and deposited her things and then came out and joined Janice.
"I got the part."
"That's great."
"Let me tell you what happened."
"I'm all ears," said Janice after she put the pot roast into the oven and they went out into the living room.
"First he asked me if I mind nudity."
"Do you?"
"No. He asked me to take off all my clothes."
"And did you?"
"Sure."
"What happened then?"
"He took some pictures of me and told me there might be some sex in the film."
"Wow."
"And then he fucked me. Right there on the floor."
"I don't believe it."
"It's true."
"How was it?"
"Exciting as hell. I started to get hot when I was standing there naked and then I thought about it."
"Was he nice?"
"He was okay."
"And he just told you to lie down?"
"More or less, yes."
"And he put it in you?"
"He sure did."
"I don't know if I could do something like that or not," admitted Janice.
"I got three weeks' work and the money's great," said Alexandria as she lit a cigarette. "When do you start?"
"Next week. I'll make enough money so that I won't have to work at the temp agency for three or four months if I don't want to."
"Do you think there will be fucking involved?"
"No. He was just testing me. Look, it's a reality of the business that you really can't escape."
"I know, but don't you feel a little cheap?"
"Not at all."
"Maybe you should."
"Look," said Alexandria, "you don't know the sense of power I had when I saw him looking at my breasts and cunt and I knew he was getting a hardon and then when he put it in me well, it was just really exciting. I came all over him."
"Maybe you could get me a job."
"Think you could do it?"
"Maybe. I guess there's only one way to find out, isn't there?"
"Yes. I'll do the best I can but I'm not making any promises," said Alexandria.
"Fair enough," said Janice as she went back into the kitchen to check on their dinner.
Alexandria made herself a scotch and water and relaxed in the living room.
Well I did it, I actually fucked a complete stranger on the floor of his office. But I did it for business reasons.
Or did I?"
No, it was just about the most exciting thing I've ever done in my life and I would have done it even if there hadn't been a part in a movie involved.
Will I do it again?
Maybe. No, check that. Probably.
In the film?
Could be. You never know what's going to go on and you should be prepared for the worst. Or the best.
Smiling, Alexandria sipped her drink. She knew what was going to happen. She wasn't stupid by any means. The only thing was how it was going to be presented to her.
She knew that there was no way she could be made to do anything she didn't want to do. She could always walk out and tell them to shove their money up their asses.
Or she could do it. Hopefully it wouldn't be that bad.
Hopefully it would be very good.
"Hungry?" asked Janice.
"Yes, I had a nice little workout this afternoon," answered Alexandria.
"It'll be ready in about twenty minutes."
"Good."
Already Alexandria's mind was turning to other things.
CHAPTER SIX
The morning finally arrived when Alexandria was supposed to begin work. She took a taxi down to the studio which was located in a large complex all the way over by the Hudson River.
She didn't have any difficulty in finding it and Maurice greeted her, breaking away from a knot of people he was talking to.
"It'll take us a little. time to get set up. Your dressing room is back there and the coffee is over there," he said.
It was a huge place. There were lights and cables running everywhere and crew members busy at work. A set at the far end of the facility had been constructed but Alexandria couldn't see through all the people and equipment well enough to see what it was.
So far she hadn't gotten a script but didn't think there was anything unusual about that. She was just glad to be there.
She got herself a cup of coffee and walked towards one side of the huge room. It had fairly low ceilings and there were more lights on a grid overhead.
People were running around and it was very confusing and Alexandria began to feel a little out of place. She finally found the dressing rooms, looked for the door with her name on it and went in.
It was quieter in here. She could relax and think and try and figure out what was going on. After about thirty minutes there was a knock on the door and Suzanne stuck her head in.
"Better' get ready. It'll be in about twenty minutes," she said.
"Any idea what I'm going to be doing?"
"Maurice'll explain everything. I'll come back for you. Don't worry, you'll be fine."
Alexandria took off her clothes and changed into her costume which consisted of nothing more than a flimsy, diaphanous gown.
There was another knock on the door and a good-looking guy about Alexandria's age came in. In addition to the makeup table there was also a small couch. He sat down on it. He wore levis, nothing else.
"I'm Tommy. I'll be doing the scene with you."
"Hi," said Alexandria, turning around in her chair, conscious of the fact that her breasts jiggled when she moved.
"Maurice sent me in to relax you a little."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, he said you might be a little nervous." Alexandria looked down at her bare feet and the carpeted floor. "Maybe I am a little."
"Come over here and sit next to me." She did that. "Afraid of me?"
"No."
"Good. We may have to kiss in this scene."
"That's okay. When do I see a script?"
"There's no need."
"How come?"
"It's silent. They'll dub in our voices later on. Maurice'll tell us what to do."
"There sure are a lot of people out there."
He put his arm around her. "Most of them will be gone by the time we do our scene." He tilted her head up. "Feel like practicing a little?"
"A little."
"Good" He leaned over and kissed her. He did it gently, almost dispassionately but at the same time he put his hand between her legs and started to rub her cunt mound.
Alexandria was, for all intents and purposes naked. Her gown barely covered her and left nothing to the imagination. Tommy kept on rubbing her, his cock getting hard.
She responded by opening her legs a little, feeling herself begin to thrill. Their mouths stayed glued together as he played with the generous folds of her cunt.
"There," he said when he broke the embrace. "That ought to help you."
"Mmmm, it sure did."
"I've got to go now. See you in a few minutes."
"Sure."
He left and Alexandria didn't have too much time to wonder what was going to happen next because about fifteen minutes later Suzanne came back.
"We're ready."
"Okay."
Tommy had been right. There were very few people on the set now. They went to the far end, carefully stepping over cables.
"Hi," said Maurice. "Here's what's happening. Tommy has been condemned to die by the evil Duke. He has been granted one last wish and you're it."
A set had been constructed. It was a large cell with fake rock walls. Tommy came over as Maurice and Alexandria were talking and pulled open the large metal doors, followed by a prop man.
His appearance had changed a little. He wore a fake, straggly beard, his body had been streaked with charcoal and he wore a tattered loin cloth.
Inside the cell there was a pallet on the floor. Chains were attached to the wall and Tommy was manacled to them. He was sitting and the prop man checked to see that everything was there: a water bucket, enough straw on the floor and he fluffed up the pallet before he left.
Then the makeup man came in and made sure that Tommy looked properly grungy, adding some red marks to his face. Then he quickly checked Alexandria and nodded his approval to Maurice.
There was a camera on a dolly and two men were busy making last minute adjustments, coordinating everything with some guys who were adjusting the lights that were on either side of the cell and that hung down from the ceiling.
The cell only had a rear wall and a front wall. There were no side walls. Alexandria looked around and wondered where everybody had gone.
"Okay," said Maurice. "You open the cell with this key, the big one. Now the other key, the smaller one unlocks his manacles. It'll be easy. There won't be any sound so just say something like the Duke sent me. It really doesn't matter. Got it?"
"I think so."
Maurice turned to the cameraman. "You ready Joe?"
"Any time."
"Okay, clear the set." The remaining people who weren't necessary left. Maurice turned around to make sure nobody was peeking. "Whenever you're ready Miss Scott. Just walk up to the door and pull it open, don't worry, the camera will follow you in, we'll just fix the door, it's all been worked out."
Alexandria swallowed and held the large key ring. Tommy looked appropriately miserable and reacted accordingly when he heard the door to his cell open.
Alexandria glided in. There was another, smaller camera off to her left. Her breasts jiggled as she knelt down, over Tommy.
"Uh, the Duke sent me," she said.
"Great. Get me out of these chains."
Maurice rolled his eyes.
Alexandria inserted the smaller key into his wrist manacles and freed Tommy. Then she stood up. Tommy rubbed his wrists.
"My last wish has been fulfilled," he said, holding her by her shoulders. "Tomorrow I die but tonight I' live."
Maurice rolled his eyes again. .
"Don't ham it up too much Tommy. Not too campy now," he said.
"Sorry."
"What am I supposed to do?" asked Alexandria.
"I'll do it for you," said Tommy.
He grabbed her gown between her breasts and ripped it apart, right down the middle. After she stepped out of it he laid it down onto the pallet.
Alexandria was no longer aware of the people watching her. Instead she was only conscious of her own nakedness and the growing bulge between Tommy's legs. He drew her down onto the pallet and kissed her.
At the same time one of his hands immediately went between her legs as the camera man zoomed in for a close-up. He rubbed her cunt as their tongues dueled and Alexandria got hot.
He took his mouth off hers so he could suck on her nipples before he gave her breasts a good shaking. Alexandria began to pant as his middle finger gouged out her cunt canal, making her wet.
Then Tommy stood up and dropped his loin cloth. Alexandria looked in disbelief. He had the biggest cock she had ever seen. It was huge and it stood straight out like a weapon.
Tommy got down on his knees and ran his hands up and down her stomach before he positioned himself between her legs and spread her cunt-lips apart, revealing her pinkish, inner flesh.
Then he mashed his mouth against her cunt and thrust his tongue as far up into her cunt as he could and kept it there.
Alexandria sucked in her breath sharply as he ate her, poking and probing around, finding her love button and swirling the tip of his tongue around its base, making the ultra-sensitive nubbin of pussy flesh erect and radiate pleasure and excitement to every part of her body.
She moaned as she felt his teeth bite into her hairy mound, filling her with the delicious pleasure/pain that invaded every part of her body.
She writhed around, her breasts moving from one side of her chest to the other as he sucked furiously on her, filling his mouth with her hairy flesh.
"Oh, oh, oh," she gasped.
Cream flowed down the length of her cunt canal into his waiting mouth. He swallowed and sucked for more, some of it dribbling down his chin.
Alexandria's head reeled as she wrapped her legs around the back of his neck, unwilling to let him go, wanting him to eat her for hours.
"Good," said Maurice. "Get that Joe?"
"Yup."
Tommy broke away and lay on his back, his monstrous rod standing straight up. He put a hand under Alexandria's neck and lifted her to a sitting position.
"Suck," he said.
"Yes, yes."
Alexandria got down on her knees, her breasts swinging free from her body and held his cock by its base so she could lick it up and down a few times before she closed her lips over the head and slowly moved down.
His meat completely filled her up and she thought she wasn't going to be able to breathe but she could and she started to bob her head up and down.
At the same time she caressed his nuts. She twisted her mouth all around, using her teeth to scrape the sides of his rod.
Tommy reached out and put the tip of his middle finger against the tight circle of flesh that was her asshole. Then he began to push into her.
Alexandria felt it and it added to her thrills and she knew she was going to come again. She sucked harder and harder on him, breathing through flaring nostrils, closing her eyes so as to block out everything else.
It didn't matter that she was being photographed, that there were people watching. The only thing she cared about was his huge cock and how it would feel once it was buried in her cunt.
"Not bad," said Suzanne who was taking more than a professional interest.
"Just wait. Tommy's getting warmed up," said Maurice.
"Should be interesting."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Tommy buried his finger into Alexandria's asshole and began to move it in and out. At the same time he felt his nuts begin to stir inside their sack.
He stretched out her flesh, inflaming her with desire and excitement and then he pulled his finger out so he could reach down and hold her head steady with both hands. He pulled his cock almost completely out of her mouth. Just the head was lying on her teeth, her mouth wide open. Alexandria knew what was going to happen and she came.
Tommy shot a wad of cream that landed on her tongue. Alexandria swallowed and waited for more and wasn't disappointed.
He came again, filling her mouth with juice. She swallowed and closed her lips over the head of his cock and sucked as hard as she could.
"Get that Joe?" asked Maurice.
"I'm practically getting the spray."
"We'll give you a raincoat if you want one." Tommy took his cock out of her mouth and laid her onto her back, getting between her legs.
"It's sooo big," she gasped.
He put the head into her cunt and began to slowly push himself into her.
"Oh, oh," she moaned, wrapping her legs around him. "I've never felt anything so big before."
Tommy didn't stop until their pubic hairs were grinding together. Then he started to friction her, ramming his over-sized rod in and out of her cunt.
It completely filled her up, the head stretching the walls of her pussy far apart, filling her with an excitement she had never experienced before in her life.
She threw her pelvis up wildly into him, their bodies slapping together noisily. He pushed her violently towards an orgasm.
Alexandria closed her eyes and threw her head from side to side on the pallet, her hair flying, his cock pounding in and out of her.
"Oh, oh. Aaaarrrggghhh."
Cream bolted out of her cunt and immediately began to run down her curved buttocks. She raked Tommy's shoulders and upper arms with her fingernails, leaving red, angry looking welts behind.
"Hmmm, she's getting into it," commented Suzanne.
"It doesn't surprise me considering what's getting into her," said Maurice. "You okay Joe?"
"Still here."
"How about you Harry?" he asked of the second cameraman who was off to the side. "Wouldn't miss it for the world."
Alexandria was beside herself with excitement as Tommy continued to relentlessly assault her pussy with his long, thick prick.
He gouged her out with it, hammering away at her, keeping her constantly on the verge of having another, massive climax.
"Oh, oh, oh," she gasped. "It feels soooo fucking good."
Tommy picked up his speed and buried his face in her neck so he could kiss her, his cock like a battering ram, her legs spread as far apart as they could be.
Tommy slowed down and abruptly pulled out of her, releasing a lot of bottled up come which immediately began to dribble out from between her quivering cunt lips. He drew her up to her knees.
"Almost lunch time Tommy," said Harry.
"Shut up, Harry," said Maurice.
"Gimme another couple of minutes," he said.
Alexandria was on her hands and knees, anxiously looking around at Tommy who was behind her. Then she felt the head of his cock begin to press against her asshole.
"No, no, not there," she gasped.
"Yes, there," he said as he grabbed her waist.
He slowly began to push himself up into her tight hole and didn't stop until he was completely buried in her.
Alexandria's flesh radiated pleasure and all fears she might have had about it hurting her quickly vanished and were turned into intense pleasure and desire as he began to friction her.
"Yes, yes," she moaned.
Her breasts pointed down at the pallet, the nipples fully erected, her mouth wide open, sucking in air to her starving lungs as fast and as hard as she possibly could as he fucked her.
"I do believe I'm getting wet myself," said Suzanne.
Tommy held her tightly at the point where her hips met her waist and relentlessly speared her tight asshole with his long, thick meat.
He lunged in and out of her, his balls getting tighter and tighter. Alexandria's gasps and moaned filled the smallish room.
He took one hand off of her waist so he could shove two fingers up into her cunt canal, adding to her pleasure. She writhed around, swinging her ass from side to side, making him stretch out her flesh even more.
Tommy's fingers gouged her out and she raced towards another climax, the tension in her body mounting until it felt like she couldn't stand it any more.
"No, no, no," she panted.
Tommy picked up his speed, enabling her to come. Cream dribbled out from between her pussy lips, lining her inner thighs.
Then Tommy's balls erupted and he shot a load of jism up into her asshole, extending her orgasm. He gave it everything he had for as long as he could but when he found his cock was shrinking he pulled it out of her.
Then he went over to the wall where his chains and manacles were hanging and sat down. Alexandria rolled over onto her back, her legs spread far apart, her cunt hairs wet and sopping.
"Cut!" yelled Maurice.
"How'd it look?" asked Tommy who bounced up to his feet.
"Joe?" asked Maurice.
"Great."
"Harry?"
"Good from here."
"All right. What's the next setup?" he asked his assistant. Suzanne took a robe over to Alexandria and helped her into it and together they went back to her dressing room where they flopped on the couch.
"Wow, that was something," panted Alexandria.
"Like it?"
"He was really a stud."
"He sure is."
"I probably would have done that for nothing," said Alexandria.
"Don't say that to Maurice, he might take you up on it," cautioned Suzanne.
"Oh I won't. Will it all be like this?"
"Probably."
"At least I know what to expect."
"Surprised?"
"No, not really."
"I thought you handled it very well," said Suzanne.
While they were talking, Joe, Maurice's first cameraman went over to his boss. He was a good looking guy in his middle thirties who always wore black denims and plaid shirts. He was competent and well liked.
"Uh Maurice, there's something I want to ask you," he said cautiously.
"Let me guess. You want to know if you can go and give Alexandria a quickie, is that it?"
"Well, we've got at least thirty minutes until the next set up."
"Personally what she does in her dressing room in her own business."
"Thanks boss."
"Don't thank me. Besides, you haven't done it yet."
Joe went and knocked on Alexandria's dressing room door, was told to come in and did that.
"What is it?" asked Suzanne.
"Maurice wants to see you."
"Thanks," said Suzanne as she left.
"That really looked good," said Joe.
"Oh, you're the cameraman, aren't you?"
"Yes."
"Isn't it hard, watching people screw?"
"Sometimes. This time it was."
"How come?"
"Well, uh, every now and then it gets to a guy. You know how it is. I was wondering if... "
Alexandria smiled. "You were wondering if you could fuck me?"
"Exactly."
"Because you've got this big erection and no place to put it except your hand."
"Right."
"I'll bet it isn't as big as Tommy's."
"You'd win too."
Alexandria untied her robe and shucked it off her shoulder. Joe's eyes cruised up and down her body, his cock straining to get out.
"I might be able to help you out."
Joe dropped his pants, his cock erecting immediately. He stood in front of her while she looked at it and stroked it up and down.
"You don't know how good you looked with that hunk of meat going in and out of you," he said.
"I know how good I felt."
"Well, make me feel good."
"Like this?"
She leaned forward and took the head into her mouth so she could swirl her tongue around it, making it glisten and shine from her saliva.
She began to get hot again, not that she had ever cooled off but the feel of Joe's cock in her mouth made her want to fuck again.
She played with his nuts as she moved her head back and forth along the length of his shaft, breathing faster and faster.
"Now put it in me," she panted.
She laid down on the couch, her legs spread and raised. Joe climbed on top of her and immediately put the head of his rod into her warm, wet cunt canal.
"Mmmmm, it feels good," she murmured.
Joe started to friction her, his nuts hurting. He did it hard and fast, not concerned with being subtle, only wanting to get his rocks off.
Alexandria bucked up into him, clinging to him, wrapping her long legs around his waist as he stabbed her. It didn't take long for her to come and she threw herself against him violently.
"Yes, yes, yes," she gasped.
Joe couldn't hold on so he let loose and his balls spat their load into her, giving him instant relief. Then he waited for a few minutes before he pulled out of her.
"Thanks, I appreciated that," he said as he pulled up his pants.
"I like it too?' "Well?" asked Maurice when Joe returned. "She's hot all right."
"Get your rocks off?"
"Yeah and I feel a lot better, too."
"Good, maybe we can go back to work now."
"Sure."
"Suzanne, tell Alexandria we won't be needing her any more today, will you?"
"All right."
Suzanne went to Alexandria's dressing room and entered without knocking.
"You can go home if you want," she said.
"All finished?"
"For today."
"Whatever you say."
Suzanne watched as she got dressed. "Had fun didn't you?" she asked.
"Sure. You ought to try it sometime."
"What makes you think I haven't?"
"Just the way you asked."
"Maurice was happy with the way things turned out."
"So was I. When does he want me again?" asked Alexandria as she combed her hair, sitting at the makeup table.
"Probably tomorrow or the day after. I'll call you and let you know."
"Okay, speak to you then," said Alexandria as she left.
Suzanne thought for a minute. I've got to do something with her, she's too hot not, too. But what? Maybe Maurice'll come up with something.
And if he doesn't I will.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Janice's cunt was on fire. Ronald rammed his cock in and out of her, making the bed creak. Their pubic hairs were sopped with cream.
"Make me come again," gasped Janice as she threw her pelvis up against Ronald's noisily.
Ronald snuck a look at his watch. There wasn't much time left and he began to think about which was the fastest way for him to get back downtown to his office.
He was on an extended lunch hour, had made a date with Janice and they wound up back at her place, sucking and fucking.
His balls banged into her as she squirmed and writhed around, searching for her orgasm. He put on a burst of speed and slammed himself into her as hard as he could.
"Oh, oh, oh," moaned Janice.
He relaxed and his balls spat a load of come up into the depths of her cunt. She felt it hit her and she came with him, their juices mixing together deep inside her throbbing pussy.
Then Ronald slowed down and waited until his cock was soft and useless before he pulled it out of her, releasing a lot of bottled up come which trickled out from between her lips.
He started to dress and decided that a taxi would be the quickest way for him to get downtown. Janice watched as pleasure eddied throughout her body.
"I've really got to run," said Ronald bending over her so he could stick his tongue into her mouth. "I'm late as it is."
"I understand."
They heard the front door open and close and then Alexandria was standing just inside the bedroom.
"Hi," she said.
"I was just leaving."
"Not on my account I hope," said Alexandria.
"Gotta get back to work." Then he went out to the living room, got his briefcase and left.
"Well, so this is how you spend your afternoons," said Alexandria as she sat down on the edge of the bed, her eyes running up and down Janice's body.
"Sometimes. How did the film go?"
"Well, there was some sex involved."
"A lot?"
"Jancie, this guy had the biggest schlong I've ever seen in my life. It looked like a billy club."
"Mmmm, sounds exciting."
"It was."
"And?"
"And what?"
"Well, aren't you going to tell me what happened?" asked Janice.
"He fucked me in every whole I have."
"With people watching?"
"There were a few but I didn't pay any attention to them at all."
"Wow."
"It really makes a difference when a guy knows what he's doing. I mean this guy was a super stud"
"Bring him around some time."
"I'd love to kidnap him."
"Why not just ask him?" suggested Janice.
"Maybe I'll do that. I don't know about you but I've worked up an appetite. Hungry?"
"Sure."
"Okay I'll see what's in the fridge."
While Alexandria made them a couple of sandwiches, Janice got dressed, slipping into a pair of levis and a western shirt and boots.
"So, how many more days work do you have on the film?" asked Janice as they ate.
"Two weeks, maybe three."
"Will it all be fucking?"
"I don't know."
"It must be strange."
"What?"
"Getting fucked by a stranger while other strangers watch and take pictures."
"I would have thought so too but there's nothing sleazy about it. The people are nice. Nobody's asked me to do something I don't want to do. Yet. And believe me, this guy could have fucked me on the fifty yard line during the Yale-Harvard football game and I wouldn't have cared," said Alexandria.
"I'm dying to meet him."
"I'll do the best I can but I'm not making any promises. I don't even know the guy," said Alexandria as she took their plates off the table and put them into the kitchen sink.
"What about Steve?"
"I'm putting him on a back burner for the time being."
"Maybe you should call him, let him know you're busy. You know, keep your options open"
"That's not a bad idea, maybe I'll do that but right now I think I want to take a nap. I had a very busy morning and I'm beat."
"Okay, I've got some errands to run. I'll be back in a couple of hours. Want me to wake you?"
"If I'm not up, do that."
Janice left and Alexandria curled up in bed, wondering what was going to happen next in the film. It wasn't exactly what she had in mind concerning her career but it was certainly better than nothing and the money was excellent.
Not to mention the cock.
Yes, there would be plenty more of that and it would come at her in ways she had only dreamed of but if it was as good as Tommy's then there was no way she was going to bitch or complain.
She decided it would be a good idea if she could find out a little more about Maurice, how many films he did, what he was going to be doing in the future.
Then there was Suzanne who was obviously more to him than a secretary. She'd bear some looking into, too. Things were going to get very interesting.
CHAPTER NINE
About an hour later Alexandria was awakened by the persistent ringing of the telephone.
"Hello," she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep.
"Alexandria?"
"Yes." She sat up, not recognizing the female voice on the other end.
"It's Suzanne. Did I wake you?"
"I was taking a nap."
"I'm not surprised. Listen, are you doing anything later on tonight?"
"No, not really."
"Good. Would you like to come over to my place? There's something about the film I want to talk to you about," she explained.
"I can do that."
"Good. Have you got a pencil handy?"
"Yes."
"Here's my address." She gave it to her. It was about a dozen blocks from where Alexandria lived. "It's the bottom buzzer. Is nine o'clock good for you?"
"Sure."
"Great. See you then."
"Bye."
"Goodbye."
Alexandria went in and soaked in a hot tub for about half an hour, wondering what ulterior motive Suzanne could possibly have.
Maybe there was none, maybe she was just imagining things. In any case, she wanted to find out more about Maurice and Suzanne obviously knew what was going on.
Janice came home and they made small talk and had a light dinner and then Alexandria, who had been lounging around in a terry cloth bath robe changed clothes.
She put on a light sweater out of deference to the breeze that always swept in off the Hudson River, a skirt and a pair of comfortable shoes.
She decided to walk. It was a nice night, a little on the chilly side but that didn't seem to deter people from getting out.
She found the building without any difficulty and pushed the right button and was buzzed in. She took the elevator up to the eleventh floor and was starting to look at the numbers on the apartment doors when one of them opened down the carpeted corridor and Suzanne stuck her head out and said, "Here I am."
It was a nice place, bigger than Alexandria's with higher ceilings. There was a brick wall and a fireplace and thick carpeting on the floor and nice furniture and a lot of toys like a twenty-one inch color television, a VCR and a rack stereo system.
"Can I get you a drink?" asked Suzanne after Alexandria sat down in a modern chrome and leather chair.
"Scotch and water?"
"Coming right up."
Suzanne went into the kitchen where she made a couple of drinks. She wore a pair of lounging pajamas and was barefoot. Alexandria could see her breasts jiggle when she moved and wondered if she ever wore a bra.
"Thanks," said Alexandria after she took a sip. Suzanne sat opposite her. "Strong enough?"
"It's fine. What did you want to talk to me about?"
"Well Maurice wanted me to tell you how pleased he was with you."
"Why didn't he tell me himself?"
"He's very busy and I'm sure he will. He just wanted you to know."
"Well, considering, uh, Tommy, it wasn't hard."
"He's quite a stud isn't he?"
"I'll say. Have you .
"Fucked him?"
"I don't want to get personal."
"I have, a couple a times."
"I wouldn't mind doing it again."
"There are a few things you ought to understand. First of all the scenes that you'll be in are going to be used as inserts. We're not using sound and we may play around with some colored lights. maybe later on in the lab we can add some slow motion."
"Like a dream sequence?"
"Yes, exactly."
"And will the other scenes be like the one I've already done?"
"More or less. Variations on the same theme you might say," answered Suzanne.
"I see."
"Have you any objections? Now's the time to let me know if you do."
Alexandria lit a cigarette and crossed her legs, allowing her skirt to ride up, thinking she saw Suzanne's eyes flick to the space between her legs but not really sure if they did or not.
"No, I have no objections. Naturally I'm assuming that everything will be pretty straight."
"It will all be in good taste. Does that answer your question?"
"Yes. Can you tell me something about Maurice?" asked Alexandria.
"If I can."
"Is he going to make another film?"
"I presume he will."
"And does he usually use the same people?"
"Are you asking me if he will use you again?"
"Yes."
"Like a lot of people Maurice works with people he's comfortable with."
"I can understand that."
"So the answer to your question is yes and I'll tell you something else about Maurice."
"What's that?"
"Maurice is very generous to those people who are loyal to him."
"Meaning what?"
"Meaning that he's a good person for someone like yourself to know. He's in a position to help your career," answered Suzanne.
"You mean doing what I'm doing now?"
"No, something more challenging, more ambitious. Stick with him, do yourself some good."
"I plan to."
"He'll be happy to hear that. He also wanted me to sound you out on something else."
"I'm listening."
"You must think this is a very round about way to find out things."
"It did enter my mind."
"But you've got to understand that so many people want a piece of Maurice. You've seen what it's like on the set, it's madness, everybody running around, a zillion things going on at once."
"So you take care of some of the details, is that it?" asked Alexandria.
"As many as I can. That's what I get paid to do," explained Suzanne.
"All right, let's have it. I'm not going to get offended, at least I don't think I am."
"Well," said Suzanne after she took a sip out of her drink. "There are a number of scenes that you'll be in in the next couple of weeks."
"Good, I can use the money."
"How would you feel about going to bed with a woman?"
"You mean fucking with her?"
"Yes."
"I don't know."
"Want to find out?" asked Suzanne.
CHAPTER TEN
"Sure," replied Alexandria. "What have I got to lose?"
"Nothing."
Suzanne took one last sip out of her drink and stood and walked over to Alexandria who also stood up. Then Suzanne led her into her bedroom.
There was a large, double bed, a dresser, a closet and a large bathroom. Suzanne stripped down to her bra and panties.
"Just lie down," she said."
Alexandria did that, kicking off her shoes, wondering what Suzanne was going to do. She didn't have to wait long to find out.
Suzanne pulled her sweater over her head and dropped it down onto the polished, wooden floor. Then she took off her bra, revealing Alexandria's large, firm breasts.
"Relax and enjoy it."
Suzanne leaned over her and swirled the tip of her tongue around the circumference of one of her nipples until she felt it get hard in her mouth.
Then she started to gently suck on it, gradually filling Alexandria's whole chest with pleasure which began to spread downward.
At the same time she ran a hand up between her legs until she touched the fleshy "vee" of her hairy sex mound. She rubbed it and smiled as she heard Alexandria begin to breathe faster and faster.
She worked on the other nipple, gently chewing on it while she rubbed her other breast. Then she unzipped Alexandria's skirt and pulled down her panties.
Alexandria waited with growing impatience while Suzanne positioned herself between her legs, drawing small circles with the tip of her tongue.
Suzanne took her fingers and spread Alexandria's cunt lips apart, revealing her pinkish, inner-flesh that gleaned and shined.
She ran her tongue up and down the length of her slit a couple of times before she finally pressed her lips against hers.
She kept them there, thrusting her tongue as far as she possibly could up into Alexandria's hole. She found her clit and ran her tongue around the base of the ultra-sensitive nubbin of cunt flesh, making it erect and radiate cunt pleasure and excitement to every part of Alexandria's body.
"Oh, oh, oh."
Suzanne sucked hungrily on her, moving her tongue around a lot, grating her teeth into Alexandria's hairy mound, filling her with delicious pleasure/pain that invaded her body.
Alexandria moved around as she got more and more excited, knowing she was going to come, wanting it to happen hard and fast.
Suzanne sensed this and redoubled her efforts, moving her hands in under her so she could hold onto her writhing pelvis.
"Oh yes, yes, yes," panted Alexandria.
Suzanne sucked as hard as she could until Alexandria finally came. She swallowed, feeling her own cunt get wet and hot.
Then she stopped, licking her lips and sitting up so she could take off her bra and panties. Then she laid down next to Alexandria.
"Having fun?" she asked.
"Yes, yes."
Suzanne kissed her, giving Alexandria a good taste of herself. Their bodies ground together, their breasts and nipples flattening out against one another, their cunts meeting.
Alexandria sucked on her tongue before she snuck a hand between their bodies so she could rub Suzanne's red haired cunt.
Suzanne laid back, thrilling, glad she had made the initial suggestion. Alexandria sucked on one of her nipples, Suzanne arching her back upwards, forcing her to open her mouth and take as much of her tender breast flesh as she could.
Once she was good and wet and ready, Suzanne sat up and ran her hands up and down Alexandria's body as if she was priming her.
Then she straddled her, her cunt inches from Alexandria's mouth. She looked down at her and smiled again, satisfied.
"Now open wide," she said.
Alexandria opened her mouth as wide as she could and stuck her tongue out. Then Suzanne planted herself on her and sucked in her breath sharply as she felt Alexandria's tongue slither up into her.
She ate her like she had been doing it all her life.
Suzanne got very excited very quickly, leaning over, her breasts swinging free from her body as she mashed her hairy pussy down onto Alexandria's mouth.
Alexandria ran her hands up and down her rounded buttocks, thrilling as she felt the soft, smooth skin, inching towards another orgasm.
"Do it, do it," she gasped.
Alexandria had no intention of stopping. Suzanne writhed around but making sure that she kept her cunt glued to Alexandria's mouth.
Then Alexandria began to play with the crack in her ass, spreading it until she pressed the tip of her middle finger against the tight circle that was her asshole.
She slowly pushed until she had buried her finger up into her and then she began to move it in and out of her, inflaming Suzanne's whole body with an excitement that made her come.
Alexandria felt it hit her tongue. She swallowed and sucked for more, continuing to move her finger in and out of her.
"Oh, oh, oh," gasped Suzanne.
Alexandria gave her a good reaming out, stretching her flesh and extended her orgasm. Cream trickled down the sides of her cheeks as she licked and swallowed as much of Suzanne could give her.
Suzanne sucked in her breath as fast as she could, sitting straight up, pressing down on Alexandria's mouth, holding her own breasts, giving herself some additional thrills and pleasure.
Alexandria pulled her finger out of Suzanne's asshole and began to nibble on the fleshy folds of her cream filled, pulsating pussy.
Then Suzanne lifted herself off of her, feeling both sky high and drained at the same time. Lying down beside her, she played with Alexandria's nipples while she gradually caught her breath.
"Now we can do it together," said Suzanne.
"If you want."
"I want all right."
Alexandria spread her legs, her back facing Suzanne's face and slowly lowered her head so they could do sixty nine together.
Suzanne slithered her tongue up into Alexandria's hole and kept it there, thrilling as she felt her nipples graze against her thighs.
Alexandria took up where she left off, filling her mouth with Suzanne's folds, using her teeth to create sharp slashes of pleasure that lanced throughout Suzanne's body, encouraging her to eat Alexandria harder and harder.
She poked and probed her tongue around, pushing her towards another climax. Alexandria squirmed around, pressing her pussy hard onto Suzanne's face, smearing her cheeks with warm, sticky cream.
Suzanne came, arching her pelvis upwards as much as she could, her whole body throbbing as it spasmed, fresh cream rolling down the length of her cunt canal into Alexandria's waiting mouth.
Alexandria returned the favor, having an orgasm of her own, juice trickling out of her cunt so that Suzanne could lick it up.
Then she lifted her head up, taking her mouth off of Suzanne's cunt, breathing hard and fast, her breasts heaving up and down.
Moving off of Suzanne she sat on the edge of the bed, her pussy still quivering, her head spinning. Suzanne waited until she had caught her breath, then she got up and went into the other room where she freshened up their drinks and brought them back into the bedroom along with some cigarettes.
"Well?" asked Alexandria.
"I thought it was great," replied Suzanne as she handed her a drink.
"So did I. Am I going to do this in the film?"
"It's a possibility. We'll see what Maurice has to say. Do you prefer this to a man?"
"No, not really. It's different."
"That is it," agreed Suzanne as she laid down on the bed, Alexandria beside her, lighting a cigarette, her cunt hairs sopped.
"I'd do it though."
"I imagine you would."
"Have you any idea of what Maurice has in mind for me?" asked Alexandria.
"No but I have a feeling you're going to like it."
"What about Tommy?"
"What about him?"
"Any chance of doing it again with him?"
"Not in this film," answered Suzanne. "I really liked him."
"I know."
"Do you think there's any chance of my getting his phone number?"
"I'll ask Maurice. I can't say for sure but I don't think there will be any problems."
"I'd really appreciate it," said Alexandria as she stubbed out her cigarette and finished her drink. "I think I'll be running along now. I'm tired."
"I'm glad you came over," said Suzanne as Alexandria put on her clothes.
"So am I. See you on the set."
She left. Suzanne waited a few minutes and then dialed a number. "She just left. You want to come up? Okay."
Ten minutes later Maurice walked in through the front door, immediately going to the kitchen where he poured himself a drink.
Suzanne had put on a robe and was curled up in a chair, her legs tucked in under her. Maurice sat down opposite her, put a dent in his drink and sighed and loosened his tie and took off his jacket.
"How did it go?" he asked.
"Fine."
"No problems?"
"She was co-operative."
"Any surprises?"
"No. Were you expecting any?"
"I wasn't sure. A lot of them are anxious at first but they change later on. I could never quite figure it out myself."
"Well, she won't change. Just be cool with her, that's all," said Suzanne.
"When have I not been cool?"
"Never that I can remember."
"I'm not going to start with her," said Maurice. "What have you got planned for her?"
"I'm not sure yet. Something juicy though."
"She wants Tommy to fuck her again."
"That's up to him and her."
"She wants his home phone number."
"Give him hers, it'll be better that way. He's more valuable to me than she is."
Maurice kicked off his shoes and worked on his drink. Suzanne put on some soft music and dimmed the lights a little, loosening up her robe, moving close to him, leaning over so she could give him a kiss on the cheek, making sure he got a good look at her naked breasts beneath the flimsy material of her robe.
"Feeling sexy?" he asked.
"Yes. Any objections?"
"None at all. I like you when you're sexy."
"Feeling like returning the favor?"
"Well, I'm pretty tired. It all depends on what you've got in mind."
Suzanne shucked her robe off her shoulders, got down on her knees and felt Maurice's limp cock between his legs under his pants.
"I think it's still alive," she said.
"I hope so."
She fished it out and held his limp dick in the palm of her hand. She kissed and licked the head and it started to get hard.
"Come on into the other room, I'll see how much life is really there," she said.
"You talked me into it. Besides, I'm also curious." He stood up. "This better be good."
"Have I ever been bad?"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Maurice followed Suzanne into her bedroom. He had intended to only talk to her, find out more about Alexandria and how she felt about sex with proper strangers, things like that.
However, once she grabbed him, Maurice found Suzanne impossible to resist, even though his mind was still working as he slowly took off his clothes.
He lay down on the bed and Suzanne began to fondle his cock, coaxing it into a full erection. She kissed his chest, her breasts swinging, her hard nipples grazing his skin, exciting him.
Maurice's arms were folded underneath his head while Suzanne's hands worked on his prick and balls as she gradually moved her mouth towards them.
"That's better," she said. "What's better?"
"This." She gave his cock a tug.
"Oh."
"Your enthusiasm is very encouraging."
"I'm tired. Besides, that shouldn't stand in your way," said Maurice.
"It won't."
Suzanne closed her lips over the head of his cock, licking it before she moved her head down, taking as much of his prick as she could.
Then she began to bob her head up and down, closing her eyes in order to concentrate on the pleasure she was deriving.
Maurice watched as she sucked on him, breathing through flaring nostrils, wiggling her ass around like she was going to come.
Which she probably was.
"Feeling better?" she asked after a while, sitting up on the bed.
"Much" Suzanne lay down on the bed, her legs spread and attempted to draw Maurice down on top of her.
"No, not that way," he said.
"How?"
"Up on your knees."
Suzanne got on her hands and knees while Maurice stood by the side of the bed. He ran his hands up and down the soft skin on her back before he took the head of his cock and placed it on her asshole.
"You devil," hissed Suzanne.
"I know you like it there."
"I like it everywhere."
"I know that too."
He slowly pushed himself into her until he had finally filled her up and his pubic hairs were grinding against her buttocks.
"Aaaahhh," sighed Suzanne.
Maurice reared back and began to butt-fuck her, using long strokes, burying his cock in her on each and every thrust he made.
Suzanne got very excited very quickly, turning her head around so she could watch, her breasts shaking as Maurice banged into her body.
He did it hard and fast, his nuts slapping against her, thinking only of himself and the satisfaction that he derived from her asshole.
Suzanne breathed faster and faster as she got more and more excited. Maurice reached down so he could put his middle finger up into her cunt.
"Oh, oh, oh," she panted.
She moved her buttocks around as if she was trying to throw him out of her. They both knew she wasn't and Maurice lunged harder into her.
He put all of his body weight behind each and every thrust he made into her, his body banging off of hers, driving her towards a climax.
"Aaaarrrggghhh."
Suzanne came, her thick cream coating his finger which was poking and probing around, buried as far as it could up into her.
He picked up his speed, his balls getting tight inside their protective sack. He was beginning to get tired after the first, initial rush of energy. He knew he couldn't go on for much longer and really had no inclination to do so. He relaxed and squirted up into her asshole.
Suzanne felt it hit her and it extended her orgasm. Cream dribbled out from between her cunt-lips, landing on his hand and the sheet.
Then he pulled his shrinking cock out of her asshole and went into the kitchen where he made himself a fresh, muchly needed drink.
"No one will every accuse you of being subtle," said Suzanne when he came back into the bedroom where she was brushing her hair.
"I have things on my mind."
"So I gathered."
"You got what you wanted. What have you got to complain about?" he asked.
Suzanne put down the brush and joined him on the bed. "It wasn't exactly the way I wanted it."
"Ah, that's a different story."
"It certainly is."
"Sometimes we don't have a choice."
"I usually do."
"Where's your crying towel, I'll get it for you," he offered.
"Very funny."
"I think you still have it pretty good."
Suzanne thought about this for a minute. "You know, I agree with you."
"I thought you would. Tell me something about our little Alexandria."
"If I can."
"How far can I push her?"
"Sexually?"
"Sure. What other way?"
Suzanne thought for a minute. "Probably as far as you want to. Oh, by the way I told her you might be going to make another film."
"That's probably true."
"I also told her that she should stick with you, that you reward the people who are loyal to you."
"Most people do, don't they?"
"Yes, but she was trying to pump me for information about you."
"So I gathered."
"It might not hurt if you encourage her."
"How so?"
"You might tell her that you realize her talents go beyond sucking and fucking and that you intend to put those other talents to work the next time you do a film," suggested Suzanne.
"That's not far from the truth actually," admitted Maurice as he sipped his drink.
"You like her, don't you?"
"She has a certain freshness that I admit I'm slightly jealous of."
"You mean she's not as jaded as you are?"
"I mean she's young and innocent."
"Not so innocent," corrected Suzanne.
"Well, she's just getting started. We can all relate to that, can't we?"
"Yes"
"So she needs somebody who won't fuck around with her too badly."
"That's a laugh," scoffed Suzanne.
"I was talking about her head, not her body," snapped Maurice back.
"Oh "There is a difference."
"I know and I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be a wise guy," said Suzanne.
"Maybe I'm getting a little protective of her," mused Maurice as Suzanne began to fondle his limp dick.
"Is that bad?"
"No but at the same time I don't want to let it stand in the way of my better judgment either."
"I'm sure it won't."
"We've got another two weeks of interiors to do."
"Then what?"
"We go on location for a month or so, maybe two, I'm not sure."
"Are we on schedule?"
"Yes."
The film Maurice was shooting was a tongue in cheek spoof of the swashbuckling adventure stories that proliferated in the thirties and early forties.
He was actually doing two films in one. One would be the straight version. The other, the film in which Alexandria was involved with, would be the "X" rated version.
The interiors were being done in New York, not because it was cheaper to do it there but because Maurice didn't feel like traveling, being away from his home base for too long at a time.
He had constructed a set that consisted of various rooms of the castle where the evil Duke and his entourage held their court.
Another consideration was his crew. He liked to work with the same bunch of people over and over again. They got used to each other's ways and it made for a much smoother operation.
He planned to shoot the exteriors in Spain. There would be jousts, chases, man to man duels, the storming of the castle, a whole series of action sequences that would flesh out the film.
Also, if he needed to insert any sex scenes, although he wasn't intending to, he was sure he could always get plenty of women there.
It was cheaper to shoot exteriors there. There was plenty of room and the Spanish government, anxious to get as much hard currency as it could, had always been extremely co-operative.
The weather was good too, very stable and because he anticipated fewer delays due to the weather, he felt confident he could bring the picture in well under its intended budget.
"When do we leave for Spain?" asked Suzanne who liked it there a lot.
"A month from now, assuming we keep on schedule," answered Maurice.
"Are you going to use Alexandria again?"
"Sure."
"Know how yet?"
"I've been thinking of it. I'll come up with something," don't worry."
"I'm not."
Suzanne gave up on the idea of getting him to fuck her again so she went into the kitchen where she made herself a drink and when she returned to the bedroom, Maurice was in the process of putting on his clothes.
"Leaving?" she asked.
"I don't trust my body with you."
"Very funny."
"Actually I have to get a good night's sleep and I know I won't get it if I stay here. There's always a next time."
"Are you sure of that?"
"If not with you then with someone else," he said at the door.
"Give me first right of refusal?"
"That goes without saying. See you tomorrow."
"Have I ever let you down?"
CHAPTER TWELVE
For the next week Alexandria didn't have too much to do. She was on the set, of course, but was being used primarily in the background.
There were a lot of crowd scenes that took place in the Duke's court, there was a banquet and a few other shots that she couldn't remember.
Naturally she was getting paid but she wanted more than that. She had to wear a lot of heavy costumes and stood around a lot and her feet hurt and she began to get bored and restless.
It seemed like it took the crew forever to get the lights and camera ready for a shot and in a way, it was very tiring.
She said nothing to Maurice of course, sensing that he knew she was there which was true. So she kept her mouth shut and waited for her chance. She did complain to Janice however.
* * *
"If this is what it's all about, it's not what it's cracked up to be," she said one night while they were having drinks at a neighborhood watering hole.
"What did you expect?"
"Something a little more exciting."
"You're getting paid aren't you?"
"Sure I am."
"Then count your blessings. Would you rather be typing in an office or waiting on tables like you used to have to do?"
"No."
"Then be patient."
"I'm trying but it's hard."
"So what isn't hard. Maybe you're just horny," suggested Janice.
"No maybe about it. I know I am."
"I'm sure you'll get your chance."
It came two days later.
Maurice buttonholed Alexandria right after she walked in the morning. "We're going to be shooting a big scene with you today. There's a costume in your dressing room. Just hang out there until we send for you, alright?" he asked.
"Great. I'll be ready."
"Yes, I'm sure you will be."
Then Maurice had to go and supervise all of the activity that was taking place on the set. Alexandria went to her dressing room, feeling greatly relieved.
Her costume consisted of a long, heavily embroidered dress with a scoop necked bodice that was very low. She put it on along with some uncomfortable high heeled shoes and waited patiently.
The costume person came in and checked her out, pronouncing her fit to be photographed. Then the makeup person came in and fitted her with a bee hive wig and dabbed powder over her chest.
"Are they almost ready for me?"
"Almost."
Alexandria nervously smoked a couple of cigarettes While she waited, wondering what was taking everybody so long. It was maddening.
"Hi," said Suzanne as she came into the room. "Are you ready?"
"I sure am."
"Okay, let's go then."
Suzanne led her over to the front of the set. It was a bedchamber of some sort. In addition to the large bed with thick covers and fluffy pillows there were a couple of period chairs and a narrow window. Technicians were making last minute adjustments.
"Okay," said Maurice, "let me explain to your briefly what's happening."
"Good," said Alexandria.
"You remember Tommy?"
"I sure do."
"Well, he died too happy."
"He did?"
"Yes, he was smiling and that really pissed the Duke off so he decided to subject you to the same punishment, moreorless."
"Where's the Duke? I don't see him."
"We shot his reaction shots earlier. We'll splice it all together later on, don't worry about it."
"So what do I have to do?"
"Just wait in the room. A couple of guys will come in and we'll take it from there. Oh, here they are now. Steve and Roger, this is Alexandria."
Both were tall, dark and handsome. They said hello. They wore boots, tights and were bare-chested. Their muscles rippled.
"Look, there won't be any sound in this so just improvise the dialogue, okay?" asked Maurice. "No problem," said Steve.
"We know just what to do," said Roger.
They went over to one side of the set and waited patiently. Alexandria followed them with her eyes, ogling their asses.
They were both in their early twenties and looked delicious to her.
"Everybody set?" asked Maurice.
"Yes."
"Ready when you are."
"Fine here."
"Okay, just go over and pace back and forth by the window like you're hoping to be rescued or something," instructed Maurice.
"Roll camera," he shouted.
Alexandria paced back and forth, wringing her hands together, trying to look worried. Presently the massive door opened and Roger and Steve came in.
"So you're the wench who defied the Duke's orders," snapped Steve.
"Who are you?" asked Alexandria, pressing her back against the fake wall.
"You'll soon find out," snarled Roger.
They advanced over to her, each one taking a wrist so they could lead her over onto the bed, pushing her down onto her back, one of them on either side of her.
"Now let's see the goodies," said Steve.
He reached down the front of Alexandria's low cut dress and scooped her breasts out.
"No bad," said Roger. "The Duke wasn't lying."
"But we need to see the complete picture," said Steve as he pushed Alexandria up into a sitting position.
"Agreed."
They unzipped the back of her dress and after Alexandria was lying down, pulled it off of her. As per her instructions, she was naked underneath. Their eyes skimmed up and down her body.
"Very nice," said Roger.
"A tasty treat," agreed Steve.
"What. What are you going to do to me?"
"You'll see," growled Steve.
Both of them clamped their lips over Alexandria's nipples, swirling their tongue around the bumpy, soft circumferences.
As soon as they felt her nipples erect and get hard they chewed gently on them. At the same time they both rubbed her cunt, putting their fingers up into her hole, giving her a good reaming out.
Alexandria arched her back up and ran her fingers through their hair, spreading her legs, slowly moving her pelvis from side to side as she instantly got very excited.
"This is going to be a pleasure," said Steve as he got up and started to take off his boots and tights.
"It sure will be," said Roger who did the same thing.
Like Tommy, they both had monstrously long, thick cocks which stood straight out in front of them. Alexandria immediately fastened her eyes on them as they laid down beside her again.
"Prepare yourself wench," hissed Roger. "I am, I am," panted Alexandria.
They ran their hands up and down her body until Roger stopped doing that so he could put his head between her legs.
He took his fingers and spread her cunt lips far apart, revealing her inner flesh. Then he mashed his mouth against her and thrust his tongue up as far as he could inside of her.
"Oh, oh," gasped Alexandria.
At the same time Steve squatted over her, the head of his huge cock inches from her mouth. Alexandria stuck out her tongue so she could lick the head, making it glisten and shine from her saliva.
Then she opened her mouth and slowly moved her head upwards, her jaw muscles straining as she took as much of his thick rod as she could.
While Steve mouth fucked her, Roger continued to eat her, digging his fingers into her buttocks, lifting her up a little.
His teeth filled her torso with delicious, exciting pleasure/pain and she began to pant and move her head faster and faster along the length of Steve's cock.
"Ah, a tasty little morsel," said Roger as he stopped sucking on her.
"Well, let me sample her goodies," said Steve as he pulled his cock out of her mouth.
They reversed their positions. Alexandria hungrily accepted Roger's cock, fondling his balls as Steve sucked on her, using the tip of his tongue to poke at her love button.
She came, juice flowing down the length of her canal into his waiting mouth. He swallowed and sucked even harder on her.
Then he took his mouth off of her cunt and maneuvered Alexandria so that her buttocks was resting on the edge of the bed.
He stood between her legs and took his cock in his hand and guided it to the entrance to her sex. Then he began to fill her up.
When their pubic hairs were grinding together he held himself there for a minute. Alexandria never thought she could have taken such a large piece of meat but it was completely buried in her and she had never felt anything as exciting before.
With the possible exception of Tommy's cock.
Steve reared back and began to fuck her cunt as Roger fucked her mouth at the same time. Alexandria wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around Roger's legs, trying to get as much of their cocks as she could.
Steve lunged in and out of her, quickly bringing her to another climax. Her cream helped to lubricate her cunt canal, making it easier for Steve to fuck her.
His body slammed into hers as Roger took his cock out of her mouth so he could suck on one of her nipples while Steve fucked her.
Alexandria fought for her breath, her mouth open wide, sucking in air to her starving lungs, her breasts heaving up and down on her chest.
Steve's balls bounced off of her as he kept up his fast, furious pace. Roger worked on her other nipples, flooding her chest with hot pleasure.
Then Steve stopped fucking her and pulled his cock out of her.
"Pray sir, please do not let me forget to share with you," he said to Roger.
"Many thanks dear friend."
Alexandria's eyes were glazed with pleasure as Roger rolled her over lengthwise on the bed and positioned her on her side.
Facing her, he easily put the head of his cock where it would do the most good.
"And now wench, let me give you a little taste of my meat," he panted.
"Yes, yes, give it all to me."
Steve watched as Alexandria draped her upper leg across his waist as he started to fuck her, using long strokes that threatened to split her in two.
Her cunt canal was completely filled up by his long prick as he slid it in and out of her like a piston, jolting her body.
"Excellent technique," said Steve.
"Thank you," said Roger.
Alexandria came again, raking his shoulders with her fingernails, hurting him, making him fuck her even harder and faster.
Steve sat down along side of Alexandria, her back facing him, running his hands up and down her back before he moved his hands around so he could pinch her nipples, his cock throbbing as he felt the thumb hard pieces of breast flesh.
Alexandria drew her lower leg up towards her chest and began to throw her body hard against Roger's making their flesh slap together noisily.
The camera dollied in for a close up of her face before it moved down her body so it could photograph Roger's cock as he continually buried it inside her pussy.
It shone from where her juices had lubricated it and her pubic hairs were wet and sopped and some of them were almost matted to her fleshy "vee."
Then the camera moved back so it could take in the whole scene again. Steve took his cock in his hand and ran the head up and down her back before he finally began to play with the crack of her ass.
Alexandria had an inkling of what he was about to do and it filled her with an anxious anticipation of what was going to come.
"Yes, yes," she gasped, "do it to me."
"I'd be happy to oblige you," said Steve.
He parted the cheeks of her buttocks and slipped his middle finger up into her asshole so he could prepare her for his bigger cock.
His hand punched her asshole for a few minutes as he positioned himself. Then he took it out and placed the head of his cock on the tight circle of flesh that was going to be the next object of his affection.
He slowly buried it in her.
"Oh, it's soooo big. It feels soooo good," gasped Alexandria.
Steve began to ass fuck her while Roger fucked her cunt. Alexandria's entire body was taken over completely by excitement and desire.
She wanted more and more, wondering if she would ever be satisfied. Throwing her body back and forth and grinding into both of them, she felt a massive orgasm begin to wash over her. "AAARRRGGGHHH!"
Steve and Roger continued to hammer away at her, Steve reaching around so he could cup her breasts and pinch her pleasure swollen nipples.
Alexandria's cunt canal was filled with cream. her asshole was on fire, being stoked by Steve's driving, massive cock.
The two men worked well together in tandem, each one alternating his strokes so that Alexandria constantly had a cock in either her pussy or her asshole.
She closed her eyes and hung onto Roger, throwing her pelvis back and forth, getting the most out of their rods which methodically went in and out of her.
The camera continued to roll. Maurice watched, feeling a little bored. Some of the crew members went out to bull shit and get some coffee while a few others watched, scheming how they could arrange it so they could fuck Alexandria, too.
Suzanne stood close to Maurice. "I'm gonna go get a drink," she said.
"Too hot for you?"
"Want to cool me off?"
"Not now, later on," answered Maurice. "Maybe I'd prefer those two."
"It could be arranged."
"I'll think about it."
"Let me know"
"I will."
Suzanne went outside so she could get a breath of fresh air, joining some of the crew members and making small talk with them.
"How much longer?" one of them asked. "It's hard to say."
"Boy, I'd sure hate to have all that cock going up inside of me," said another crew member.
"Not if you were a woman you wouldn't," said Suzanne as she lit a cigarette.
"Well, maybe you have a point."
"I know I do."
"Let us know when they're done."
"I will, said Suzanne as she headed back towards the set, her cunt wet.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
By the time she got back, Alexandria was in a kneeling position on the bed. Steve was still fucking her asshole. Roger was lying down, her head poised over the head of his cock.
Alexandria's inner-thighs were lined from where cream had trickled out of her cunt. Steve lunged in and out of her, hard and fast.
Roger held her head and drew it down to his cock so he could begin to mouth fuck her. Alexandria's breasts swung clear of her body and jiggled from side to side slightly as she opened her mouth wide so she could begin sucking on Roger.
She closed her eyes as he put his mammoth rod into her dark, warm cavern. Steve reached between her legs and slipped two fingers up into her hole, using his fingernails to scrape at the walls of her cream filled cunt, making her come again.
"Keep it up boys," encouraged Maurice who by this time was sitting down.
Roger gave her as much of his meat as she could take, his balls beginning to stir. Steve picked up his pace and began to hammer away at her.
Alexandria hungrily sucked on his cock, pleasing and teasing his balls at the same time. Then Steve came, shooting a load of hot jism up into her.
She felt it hit her and it extended her orgasm, giving it new life. He salvoed into her once more before he was finally finished.
Then Roger came in her mouth, filling it with his thick cream. Alexandria twisted her head around on the thickness of his shaft, feeling his sperm roll under and over her tongue.
She swallowed and sucked for more, feeling that she could have this done to her for hours.
Steve and Roger were good but not that good.
Roger squirted once more into her mouth, sending gobs of cream down Alexandria's throat before his balls finally emptied themselves.
Steve took his fingers out of her pussy and his cock out of her asshole. Then Roger lifted her head up so she could lick the head of his rod, making sure she had gotten all his juice.
"The Duke will be pleased," said Steve as he put on his boots and tights.
"He's not the only one," said Roger who also started to put on his clothes.
They opened the door which looked very heavy but which was made out of plywood and left. Alexandria rolled over and lay on her back, her legs spread, her eyes closed, her breasts heaving up and down on her chest, one of her hands straying to her cunt.
"Cut!" yelled Maurice, standing up and trying to get a kink out of his back.
The costume person went over and got the dress and shoes, the electricians killed the lights and the cameraman and his assistant put fresh film in their camera while a prop man busied himself on the set getting ready for the next shot.
Suzanne went over and sat down next to Alexandria. She had a robe and after a while Alexandria sat up and Suzanne helped her into it.
Once they were in Alexandria's dressing room, Alexandria laid down on the couch while Suzanne sipped from a container of coffee.
"Feel all right?" asked Suzanne.
Alexandria propped herself up on an elbow, one of her breasts falling free from the confines of her robe, laying naked on her chest.
"I feel great."
"I'm not surprised."
"I'd do this seven days a week."
"I'll tell Maurice. I'm sure he'll be pleased."
"Who were those guys?"
"Just a couple of studs we keep around so we can make people like you happy."
"They sure knew what they were doing."
"They can fuck, that's for sure."
"I wouldn't mind meeting them again."
"I'll mention it to them. I think that'll be all for today. You can go home if you want to."
"Okay. In a little while."
"Suit yourself."
"Everything all right?" asked Maurice when Suzanne finally found him.
He was sitting in a director's chair off to one side of another set that depicted the Duke's bed chamber. There was nothing he could really do until everything was set up and ready to go so he was trying to relax.
"With Alexandria?"
"Yes"
"She's fine."
"Good"
"A little tired."
"That figures."
"She has a lot of heart."
"She likes to get fucked if you ask me," said Maurice.
"I agree. She's done everything you've asked her to, so far."
"She's getting paid for it also in case you've forgotten that small detail."
"She'd probably do it for nothing."
"Really?"
"Well, she told me as much."
"Hmmm, I'll bear that in mind. You never know when someone like her will come in handy. You tell her she could go home?"
"Yes."
"Good, I want her to keep up her strength. We may need her again."
"I'm sure she'll be more than willing."
"Make sure she's comfortable, will you. She's a nice kid," said Maurice.
"Just keep her supplied with studs and you won't hear a peep out of her."
"That's done easily enough."
A production assistant came over and told Maurice that they were ready. He got up somewhat wearily.
"No rest for the wicked huh?" asked Suzanne.
"Something like that."
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
In spite of the fact that she had been fucked very well, Alexandria still felt a certain amount of itchiness which refused to go away.
She dressed and left the set, walking along the river for a while before she hailed a taxi which took her home. She didn't know what to do.
Should she call her boyfriend up?
It was an idea.
But not a very good one.
There had to be something.
She wracked her brains for a while, didn't come up with anything and finally gave up, being rescued when Janice came home.
"How'd it go today?" she asked after she had made herself comfortable in the living room.
"Fine. Listen, there's something I want you to help me out with. Are you going to see Ronald tonight?"
"He said something about picking me up later on," answered Janice.
"Doing anything special?"
"Probably just going out for something to eat. Why? Want to come along?"
"I've got something I want to talk to you about."
"I'm listening."
It took Alexandria about ten minutes to say what she had to say to Janice who listened attentively, not interrupting her too much.
"Well?" asked Alexandria.
"I think it's a great idea."
"Really?"
"I'm looking forward to it."
"Let me change, take a bath first."
"He's due here in about an hour."
"That'll give me plenty of time."
"I can't wait," said Janice as Alexandria headed into the other room.
Ronald had a rough day. He was very busy at work, under intense pressure and several times was just about to call Janice to tell her he wasn't going to be able to make it that night.
But he didn't. He figured they would go somewhere in the neighborhood, have a light bite to eat, a few drinks and that would be that.
Ronald was tired and he wanted to get to bed early because tomorrow figured to be as tough as the day he'd just gone through.
He was a little late, having to do some unexpected paper work and by the time he was ringing Janice's downstairs buzzer he was badly in need of a drink, something to pick him up.
"Hi," said Janice cheerfully as he came into their living room, plopping down onto the couch, his tie already off and stuck in his jacket pocket.
"I'm beat."
"Little man have a busy day?"
"Very." Janice wore a short skirt and a blouse. She didn't have on any shoes and she immediately made Ronald a stiff drink.
He sipped appreciatively. "I almost called and said I couldn't make it tonight," he said.
"Are you that tired?"
"Yes."
"Well, why don't we have a quiet evening at home, how does that sound?"
"Just fine."
"And if you get hungry I'm sure there's something in the kitchen that I could fix for you."
"Great" Janice knelt down in front of him and took off his shoes and socks as Ronald continued to work on his drink, feeling it both relax and invigorate him at the same time. He watched Janice and noticed that she wasn't wearing any bra and that her breasts were jiggling.
"Better?" she asked.
"Much."
"I've missed you."
"You have?"
"Yes"
"I've missed you too."
"Good. You won't mind if we just spend some time in bed then?"
"No, not at all."
"I'll take very good care of you."
"You will?"
"Yes. I told you I missed you." She nuzzled her nose into his crotch, feeling his cock start to get hard. "I missed this too."
"It's all yours."
"Then let's go into the bedroom, we'll be more comfortable there."
"Fine by me."
They went into the other room where Ronald lay down on the bed. Janice took off her blouse and put it across the arms of a chair.
Ronald looked at her breasts. Her nipples were large and she leaned over him so she could unbutton his shirt and take it off.
"Just relax."
"I will," he said.
Then she took off his pants and shorts and her skirt and sat on the edge of the bed so she could stroke his cock into an erection.
"Such nice meat," she purred.
"Glad you like it."
"I love it."
Janice moved up on the bed and leaned over him. Ronald opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue so he could run the tip around the circumference of one of her nipples until it got hard.
Then he sucked on it while he rubbed her other breast. At the same time Janice continued to stroke his cock and feel his balls. "Now I'm going' to be very, very nice to you," she said huskily.
She moved down on the bed and lowered her head, sticking out her tongue so she could swirl it around the head of his cock making it glisten and shine from her warm, wet saliva.
Then she ran the flat of her tongue up and down the sensitive underside of his prick, thrilling as she felt the blood gorged veins.
Ronald watched, getting more and more excited as she opened her mouth wide and took him into her warm, dark cavern.
She lowered her head, squeezing the thickness of his prick with her lips, taking as much of his meat as she possibly could.
"Feel good?" she asked.
"Great."
"Then I'll do it for as long as you like." She put his cock back in her mouth and started to suck on him, closing her eyes, concentrating, thrilling, getting more and more excited.
After a while she stopped sucked on him so she could lick his balls. Opening her mouth as wide as she could she balanced them on the flat of her tongue.
Alexandria had been waiting in the bathroom. She came out and said, "What's going on here?"
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
"I... uh," gulped Ronald.
"I can't even go to the bathroom in my own house without some hanky panky going on behind my back."
Janice continued to work on Ronald's balls for a while. Alexandria wore nothing but a pair of pale blue bikini panties.
Her large breasts rested easily on her chest. Ronald's eyes went from her chest to the bulging "vee" of her sex.
"Oh hi," said Janice.
"Is this a private party?" asked Alexandria as she sat down on the edge of the bed.
"I don't think so, is it Ronald?"
"Well... I... uh."
"Listen," said Alexandria, "if your boyfriend here isn't man enough to take care of both of us then I'll just go see a movie or something. I don't want to impose on you or anything."
"That's okay," said Janice. "Ronald's a big stud. Or at least he thinks he is. Isn't that right?"
"Uh... sure I am."
"There's one way to find out," said Alexandria.
"I agree," said Janice.
"You take the bottom, I'll take the top and we can switch later on."
"Agreed."
"Now listen, I'm pretty tired," said Ronald. "Don't worry, we can always put a splint on your dick if you can't keep it up," said Alexandria.
"Let's give him a chance first," suggested Janice as she fondled his nuts.
"Fair enough."
"I'll see if I can't keep his interest down here," said Janice.
"I'll be busy up here."
Alexandria squatted over him and took her fingers and spread her pussy lips apart, revealing her pinkish, inner-flesh.
"Look good?"
"Looks fine."
"It tastes even better."
"Does it?"
"But don't take my word for it."
"I won't."
"Okay, start sucking."
Ronald ran his tongue up and down the length of her slit several times, warming Alexandria up before he pressed his lips against hers and kept them there, slithering his tongue up into her.
At the same time Janice resumed sucking on his prick, using her teeth to scrape his sides, making it more exciting for him.
The fires of passion that Roger and Steve had made rage in Alexandria's body earlier that day were immediately rekindled.
Excitement and desire ran rampant throughout Alexandria's body, encouraged by Ronald's tongue which he expertly used on her.
"Oh, oh," gasped Alexandria. His hands gripped her buttocks so he could keep his mouth glued to her hairy cunt mound as she got more and more excited.
She writhed around and ground her cunt down as hard as she could onto his face as if she was trying to smother him with her pussy.
Janice twisted her head around as she took every hard inch of cock meat he had to offer her, continually caressing his nuts.
"Oooohhhh," gasped Alexandria as she came.
Cream flowed down the length of her cunt canal and into Ronald's waiting mouth. He swallowed and sucked for more juice.
Alexandria didn't disappoint him and came again, leaning over so that Ronald could press up into her breasts giving her nipples a good pinching, sending arrows of excitement flying all throughout her chest and torso, adding to her pleasure.
"Not bad for openers," she panted as she moved off of him.
"Like it?" asked Janice as she stopped sucking on his prick.
"So far I do."
Ronald wondered what he had gotten himself into. All he wanted was to go out, have a bite to eat and a few drinks, make a little conversation and be asleep in bed at a reasonable hour.
Instead he was lying naked in a bed with two equally naked voracious females, one of which he really didn't know at all.
So far his cock and balls had been sucked and he had had one of the biggest breasts he had ever seen in his life stuck in his mouth not to mention a sweet tasting pussy belonging to the same woman.
And it was only beginning.
Maybe it was their revenge.
He could always get up and leave.
No, he'd stick it out.
Alexandria was one of the finest looking girls he'd ever seen. Janice was good looking but compared to Alexandria she was very plain.
There was only one thing to do. Lie there and take it and maybe give a little something in return if he possibly could.
He really didn't have any choice in the matter. Grin and bear it.
Things could always be worse.
"Feel like switching?" asked Janice.
"Sure as long as Ronald has no objections."
"How about it Ronald?" asked Janice as she gave his cock a little tug."
"Fine by me."
"You're not going to crap out on us are you?" asked Alexandria.
"I hope not."
"At least he's honest," said Alexandria.
"Then we'd better take advantage of it while his meat's still hard."
"I'm all for that," said Alexandria.
Alexandria immediately closed her lips over the thickness of his shaft and began to bob her head up and down, taking everything he had.
At the same time Janice sat on top of his face so he could suck her. He found her clit and poked at the ultra-sensitive little nubin of cunt flesh with the tip of his tongue.
Rays of pleasure radiated throughout Janice's body, getting her hotter and hotter, making her pant and moan and squirm around.
She came, smearing her hairy cunt mound all over his face. His cheeks became wet and gooey from her cream which flowed down the length of her cunt canal in a steady, pulsating stream.
Alexandria took his cock out of her mouth and sat over him and guided the head of his rod to the entrance to her sex.
She slowly lowered herself down until their pubic hairs were grinding together. Ronald's cock was not as long or as thick as Tommy's or Roger's or Steve's but it was no peanut either.
"You'll do," panted Alexandria.
Then she lifted herself up a little so she could give him room to friction her. Ronald didn't need any more hints, he knew what to do.
He immediately began to lunge upwards, slapping his pelvis hard against hers, spearing her cunt with his driving cock.
Janice kept her cunt glued to his face, reaching down so she could hold his head as if she was almost forcing him to eat her.
Alexandria moved downward as Ronald moved upwards, maximizing the affects of his thrusts, quickly moving towards another orgasm.
Janice came again, moaning and panting and Ronald picked up his speed, his balls slapping against Alexandria's soft skin.
Then Janice got off of him, her inner thighs striated with cream that had dribbled out from between her cunt lips and run down her legs.
She kissed him, thrusting her tongue as far as she could into his mouth, giving him a good taste of what her cream was like.
Their tongues dueled and he took the opportunity to give her breasts a good shaking while at the same time managing to keep up his steady thrusting of his cock into Alexandria's cunt.
Alexandria leaned over now that she had a little more room in order to make it better and more exciting for both of them.
Her large breasts with their thumb hard nipples swung free from her body. Her mouth was wide open and she sucked in air to her starving lungs as fast and as hard as she could.
Janice had an idea. She went around and ran her hands up and down Alexandria's back before she started to play with the crack in her ass.
Then she placed the tip of her middle finger against the tight circle that was her asshole and kept it there for a minute.
"Yes, yes, do it to me," gasped Alexandria.
Janice didn't have to be asked twice. She slowly imbedded her middle finger up into her asshole and kept it there.
Alexandria writhed around as Janice began to ream her out, stretching her flesh, making it tingle and glow with increasing excitement.
Then she started to ram it in and out of her, punching her buttocks with her hand. Alexandria closed her eyes and had another orgasm.
Cream filled her cunt canal and lubricated Ronald's driving cock, making it better for both of them. Janice kept it up for a while until she was sure that Alexandria had finished coming.
Then she took her finger out of her asshole so she could cup her breasts, paying special attention to her nipples which glowed with pleasure.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Janice positioned herself so that Alexandria could suck on her breasts, tonguing her nipples while Janice stuck her middle finger up inside her cunt.
While Alexandria worked on her breasts Janice worked on her own cunt, driving herself towards another, exciting climax.
She didn't have long to wait.
"Aaarrrggghhhg," she cried.
Juice filled her cunt and ran down over her head. She thrilled when she felt it, warm and sticky and it added to her pleasure.
Ronald was giving a good account of himself. He had started out hard and fast and had somehow managed to keep up his pace.
But he was beginning to get tired. Somehow he knew that both Alexandria and Janice would suck and fuck all night if they could.
They could but not with him.
He relaxed and his balls sent a stream of burning come up into the depths of Alexandria's cunt and when she felt it hit her she came with him.
Their cream mixed together inside her cunt before it began to trickle out from between her lips, sopping their pubic hairs.
Alexandria stopped sucking on Janice's nipple and Janice took her middle finger out of her cunt and laid down on the bed beside Ronald.
Ronald continued to fuck Alexandria until his cock was soft and useless and then he stopped. Alexandria waited a few minutes and then she lifted herself off of him, releasing a lot of bottled up cream which immediately began to dribble out of her.
She slithered up on the bed so she could mash her lips against Ronald's and thrust her tongue into his mouth as far as she could.
She sucked on his tongue and ran her hands up and down his chest a few times before she finally rolled over and lay next to him. After a while all three of them finally caught their breaths. Janice went into the other room, made drinks and returned.
Ronald gratefully accepted his as did Alexandria who had been completely satisfied.
"Well?" asked Janice.
"He's good. I think we'll keep him."
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
"I'm glad you weren't disappointed," said Janice.
"On the contrary. Of course he's not like the studs I'm used to... "
"But he'll do in a pinch?" asked Janice.
"I think so."
"What studs?" asked Ronald.
"I'll explain later," said Janice.
"Feeling okay?" asked Alexandria.
"I guess so."
"You guess so! Why you ungrateful little cunt-lapper," said Alexandria.
"Well... I."
"You get sucked and fucked by two very good looking women who'll do anything you ask, all you have to do is lie there and keep your dick hard and you say you guess you feel okay?"
"No, I'm sure I feel okay."
"You know how many men out there would give their eye teeth to have done to them what we just did to you?" asked Janice.
"Plenty I imagine."
"You imagine. Thousands," corrected Janice.
"Okay, thousands."
"That's better," said Janice.
"You know, we might be able to do something with him," said Alexandria.
"What do you mean?" asked Janice.
"Well, he has all the raw talent. It would be nice if his dick were a little thicker and a little longer but I don't suppose there's anything we can do about that," said Alexandria.
"What about those cock stretching gizmos that are advertised in magazines," suggested Janice.
"I like my cock just the way it is," said Ronald.
"All right forget about that," said Alexandria.
"We'll just have to make do with what we have," said Janice.
"He has the desire, that's for sure. Now if we could just refine him a little bit."
"What do you mean?" asked Janice.
"Teach him a few tricks like not coming so soon, things like that."
"Sounds good."
"It might take a little time."
"Well, if it takes too much time we can always get somebody else," said Janice.
"We could have our pick. In fact I know of a couple of real studs who would probably love to oblige us. And we wouldn't have to train them either."
"What am I, a dog?" asked Ronald.
"No, you're just a guy whose too stupid to realize how lucky he is," said Janice.
"Maybe I'm not so stupid."
"No but that doesn't help your cock unless it has brains," said Alexandria.
"I never knew one that did," said Janice. "Listen, what makes you think I want to go along with whatever you're cooking up?" asked Ronald.
"Because you're not stupid," said Janice.
"Because you know a good thing when you see one," said Alexandria.
"I suppose I do."
"Well?"
"Well what?" asked Ronald.
"Are you going to let us have some fun with you?" asked Janice.
"Sure. Why not?"
"There's a good boy," said Alexandria as she stroked his head.
"I told you he was okay," said Janice.
"Yes but you were partial."
"A little."
"Glad you came over tonight?" asked Alexandria.
"Sure."
"Like my body?"
"It's great."
"Like the way I suck on you?"
"I sure do."
"Then you'll be a good boy and not give us any trouble," said Janice.
"No. Why should I?"
"For a lot of reasons that we won't go into now," said Alexandria.
"Well," said Janice as she began to stroke Ronald's cock until it got hard. "When do you want to start?"
"How about right now?" asked Alexandria.
"Wait a minute," said Ronald.
"You said you were going to be good," reminded Janice.
"Okay, I did."
"There's no time like the present," said Alexandria as she lowered her mouth towards the head of his stiff prick.
"I have a feeling it's going to be a long night," said Ronald.
"You're right too," said Janice as she leaned over him so he could start sucking on one of her nipples.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Long after Alexandria had gone home and had made plans with Janice, Maurice was still hard at work.
Once the day's shooting was completed he and Suzanne managed to squeeze in a light dinner before they went to another studio, this time to look at the previous day's shooting so they could begin to edit it.
The room was small and cramped and soon became smoke-filled. There were numerous cups of coffee and overflowing ashtrays.
The film was shown on a machine called a Movieola and it had a seven inch screen and the capacity to move the film forwards and backwards at normal and high speed and it could also stop the film whenever Maurice wanted.
It was a long, tedious process, especially for Maurice and Suzanne considering the fact that they had already put in a full day's work.
Nevertheless they stayed at it, concentrating on the images that flickered in front of their eyes, gradually giving the film a rough cut.
Later on, the film would be given its final cut but for now all that Maurice wanted to do was to impose some semblance of order and sequential logic on the footage he had shot.
It was almost nine o'clock before he finally called a halt to the evening's work. His eyes were burning and it was hard for him to focus them.
Suzanne had taken off her shoes and had been trying to make herself comfortable all night, without too much luck. Even so, her feet were still killing her.
The editor put the film back in the cans in which it belonged and before they left they made arrangements to meet the following night.
"I'm exhausted," Maurice announced when they hit the street and he drew relatively fresh air into his lungs.
There were still some more details to be gone over. The following day's work had to be finalized in his mind so that once he got on the set he would know exactly what was going on.
"Let's go to my place, it's closer than yours," suggested Suzanne.
"Good idea."
They hailed a taxi and ten minutes later Maurice was sitting in Suzanne's living room, the script in front of him. He was studying it.
A lot of different things were going through his mind as he tried to co-ordinate everything so that it would function as a unit on the following day.
Of course he knew that this was an impossibility. There were always going to be screw-ups that neither he nor anybody could possibly predict but nevertheless he had to cover as many bets as he could.
Suzanne worked with him, helping him as much as she could. She made fresh coffee and they had brandy on the side, just a small snifter.
Maurice worked for another couple of hours until he couldn't see straight anymore. He realized that he had reached the point of diminishing returns and any more work would be counter productive.
He put everything into his briefcase, polished off his brandy and helped himself to some more. It relaxed him and he gradually shed all of the tensions that had steadily built up during the day.
He knew in his mind what had to be done for the remaining time that they were going to spend in New York and his thoughts were already turning to Spain.
After that all he had to do was to edit the film in its final form. His partners were handling all of the distribution so his job would be done.
He wanted to take a vacation somewhere. He did that after every film he made, went somewhere and just relaxed and vegetated until he began to get itchy and then he would get himself back in harness.
Of course there was his money. He didn't know for how long he could continue to go on the way he had been and when he thought about it it began to make him nervous so he knew the time was near when he would be making the final, big split of his life so he could go somewhere and live happily ever after.
And Suzanne? Well, she was a big girl, he supposed she knew what she was doing and he knew he would take her with him if she wanted to go.
So far she hadn't said anything and neither had he. When the time came they would make the decision. He had gotten used to having her around but if he had to go it alone, well he was prepared to do that too.
"Alexandria looked good today," she said.
"She's hot, that's for sure."
"She also likes you."
"Good for her."
"Don't you like her?"
"Sure. I like all the people that work in my films. That doesn't mean I have to fall in love with them, does it?" asked Maurice.
"I just thought there might be a special place for her in your heart."
"No, no there."
"Your rod?"
"I'm not even sure there either," admitted Maurice.
"Well, I think she's very special."
"She's all yours then."
"You're not jealous?" asked Suzanne.
"Of your sleeping with her?"
"Yes."
"Why should I be?"
"I don't know. It just entered my mind, that's all," answered Suzanne.
"Well, it can exit your mind the same way. You know me better than that anyway."
"Maybe I was just hoping."
"You can hope all you want to and it still won't change the reality," said Maurice.
"No, I guess it won't."
"Sleep with her again, if you want to."
"I was planning on it."
Suzanne went over and sat next to Maurice and rubbed his chest. His eyes were closed and he was enjoying the way the brandy was making him feel.
He also liked the way Suzanne made him feel although she was a little too pushy at times. Nevertheless, you had to take them the way you found them, he reasoned and things could certainly be a lot worse.
"Feel like fooling around?" she asked.
"Make me an offer."
"Well, we could suck and fuck and then we could have some serious sex."
"Hmmm. Can I take a rain check?"
"One of these days I'm going to say no. I'm warning you," cautioned Suzanne.
"I guess I can live with that."
"Or without it?"
"If I have to."
"Okay, it's your choice. Don't ever say I never gave you your chance."
"I promise I never will."
"Then you won't mind if I give Alexandria a call right now?"
"Not at all."
Suzanne dialed her number. "Hi, it's Suzanne. Are you doing anything?"
Alexandria looked at Janice who was in the process of getting Ronald's prick hard again. "Actually I'm in the middle of a mini-orgy."
"How exciting," gushed Suzanne.
"So far it is."
"Anyone I know?"
"No but you're welcome to meet him if you want," offered Alexandria as Janice nodded her assent.
"Hold it," protested Ronald.
"Keep quiet," snapped Janice as she began to nibble on the head of his rod.
"Can Maurice come too?" asked Suzanne. "Sure, the more the merrier," answered Alexandria. "See you in a few minutes," said Suzanne.
"The director of the film and his assistant are coming over," said Alexandria.
"Is he nice?" asked Janice.
"Very."
"Is the assistant a he or a she?" asked Ronald. "A she."
"That's a relief," said Ronald.
"Feel like going to an orgy?" asked Suzanne. "At Alexandria's?"
"Yes."
"Who's there?"
"Probably her roommate and a guy. What difference does it make?"
"To me it makes a big difference."
"Well, you don't have to stay."
"I guess you're right. We can both fuck her, if you don't have any problems with that."
"No problems at all?' "Good. I told her we'd be there in a few minutes," said Suzanne.
Maurice got himself together, questioning the wisdom of going to an orgy when he had to be on the set at eight o'clock the following morning.
He said what the hell, you only live once so they got a cab and fifteen minutes later were greeted by a naked Alexandria who took them into the bedroom where Janice was sucking Ronald's cock.
"That's Janice and Ronald, her boyfriend," said Alexandria by way of introducing them.
Ronald nodded and Janice mumbled something. Maurice and Suzanne both looked at Janice and Maurice began to get an erection.
Suzanne looked at both Janice and Alexandria and felt her pussy begin to get wet. They both took off their clothes. Maurice went over and cupped Janice's breasts before he began to finger fuck her.
Alexandria and Suzanne embraced and ground their cunts together as they lay on the bed. Then while Suzanne ate Alexandria she started to suck on Maurice's cock.
"You know, this gives me a great idea for a film," he said as he held her head steady.