"You have a great future ahead of you, my dear. That is, if you go on to college."
Kim Parson rejected her mother's idea.
"No way," she shook her lovely blonde head. "I'm not going through that again. I want to do what I want to do. I hope you don't mind."
"Of course I do," Kim's mother snapped indignantly. "Your idea of working as a cocktail waitress at that Casbah Bar near the pier doesn't meet with my approval."
Kim laughed.
"Mom," she quipped, "you've got so much morality that it makes me sick."
Her mother lifted her eyes from the newspaper that she had been reading. She gazed at her daughter for a long, tense moment.
"Kim, you ought to be ashamed of yourself. I've heard about those cocktail waitresses."
There was utter silence for a tense moment. The attractive young blonde girl looked at her mother and again defied her.
"Mother," she exclaimed, "what on earth are you talking about?"
Her mother didn't hesitate to give her an opinion.
"I've heard that men are forever trying to go to bed with them. They not only make indecent proposals, but they sometimes trap the girls when they're leaving the bar. It's dangerous, dear."
There it was. Kim had to make her decision. Her mother knew very well that her words were going to have little effect. For when Kim made her mind up to do something, it was not easy to change it.
"Didn't you go to see about that office job?" her mother questioned her.
Kim nodded her head absently as she looked out the window at the beach and the ocean in the distance.
"Yes, mom," she told her, "but I don't care to work in a damned office. I hope you don't mind."
"You needn't become violent," her mother quipped angrily.
Once more Kim and her mother were going at it.
"And by the way, mom," she told her, "when I get settled in my job I'm going to get my own apartment, too."
That did it. Kim and her mother had been close ever since her father had passed on.
The summer rainfall outside caused the ocean to- pound against the surf. Kim looked at it as the waves grew higher. The ocean's action seemed to match her own spirits. She was as troubled as the waters she was gazing at. She didn't know how to explain to her mother that she had to be on her own at last.
"I think the world of you, mom," she assured her, "but I've made up my mind. I can't be frustrated all my life. I've got to do my own thing."
"And what's that? Working as a cocktail waitress?" her mother asked, her eyes becoming more intense.
"Yes," the beautiful blonde said in a cool manner as she raised her hand to her head and ran her fingers through her shimmering blonde hair.
There was no use arguing with her when she had made up her mind. Kim's mother knew that. She didn't say another word and continued reading the newspaper.
Kim left her mother alone by the window and went up to her room. She had some packing and planning to do. She would be getting her clothes, then would find the apartment where she would be happy. She only hoped the job would go well.
A couple of nights later she began working at the Casbah Bar on the pier. It was a popular spot with the sailors when they were in town in San Diego. The boss, Nick Ellis, called her aside.
"I've got some new costumes for the girls who work here as waitresses," he told her.
"You never mentioned costumes when I applied for the job, Nick," she reminded him.
"I... hadn't decided to have the girls wear the costumes at that time," he explained. "But I'm sure you won't find it difficult to slip into one."
"No, I guess not," she told him.
Her mother's words were coming back to haunt her now. She could hear her telling her that working as a cocktail waitress was not a decent occupation for any girl. When she caught sight of the skimpy costume that Nick wanted her to wear, she shook her head.
"Look, I might as well be naked," she told him.
"It's up to you," Nick smiled. "You wanted to work here and this is what you have to wear if you're gonna serve the men booze in my place."
"It'll attract every voyeur on the pier," she quipped quickly. "They're gonna come here for one reason. To see how much they can see. I would feel as though my you-know-what was showing every minute."
Nick smiled.
"Why don't you give me a practice run and let me see what you look like in this costume," he told her.
"Is it necessary?" she demanded.
Kim was proving to be a difficult girl for him. He was getting angry, but she paid no attention.
"All right," she said as she took it from him.
"I'll go into the ladies room."
Nick burst out laughing.
"I should hope so," he told her.
When she got into the dressing room for the cocktail waitresses, she met two of the other women who worked there. There was Nina and another girl, Betty.
"Well, Kim," Nina shook her head, "I guess old Nick Ellis has told you the good news. He's gonna force us to wear these dreadful costumes. I feel naked in mine."
Nina, who was a stunning brunette, stood there. The costume did fit her tightly. It also showed her body off to superb advantage. Betty, who was a redhead, smiled as she gradually eased the costume into place.
"Well, it fits tight," she said, "and every time I bend over I'll probably tear the damned thing to hell and back."
Kim went to a locker that had been provided for her by Nick and stripped quickly. She changed into the costume.
"Nick wants to see how I fill this damn thing out," Kim commented crisply.
"Are you new in this business, honey?" Nina smiled understandingly.
"Yes, I am," she admitted, "and it is quite an adventure. As a matter of fact, it's frightening.!' "Don't feel intimidated by Nick," Nina assured her. "His bark is worse than his bite."
"I hope so," she smiled as she eased into the tight-fitting cocktail waitress's outfit.
The short mini-skirt flared. It also had a low-cut top, which revealed plenty of seductive breast flesh.
"They'll get a lot of kicks looking at you, honey," Betty smiled. "You do have a beautiful body."
"Thank you," Kim said as she put her wallet and clothes back in her locker and locked it up.
Returning to Nick's office, she decided she would give him a dose of his own medicine.
"How does it grab you?" she asked him.
"Wow!" Nick told her. "You do wonders for that material. Come over here. What size brassiere do you wear?"
"None of your business," she quipped.
Kim knew how to tell him and not get him angry. He laughed as he told her, "I like a girl who knows how to tell a guy where to get off when he's trying the wrong thing. Honey, I don't run a whorehouse operation. This is a respectable bar and I want to keep it that way. However, there isn't a reason in the world why a little ass flesh and a little tit flesh can't turn the boys on when they're getting stoned out of their gourds."
"Right you are, Nick," she told him. "Just so they remember that we're not hustling. We're selling liquor and that's all."
"Of course," Nick smiled. "This is your first job as a cocktail waitress, isn't it, honey?"
"Yes, and I hope it isn't the last," she told him, "since I think there are plenty of opportunities. A girl friend of mine made good at this job. Her name was Christine. She worked in a little bar over in Long Beach. Plenty of action there, she told me, and the tips were tremendous."
"Don't worry so much about the tips that you forget to sell the booze for me," Nick reminded her. "After all, I pay you well. So your first thought mustn't be how to squeeze the last nickel or dime out of the customers."
"Of course not," she smiled knowingly. "Not anymore than you would, Nick."
Again Nick burst out laughing.
"We're gonna get along very well here," he assured her. "Now tonight will be your chance to prove yourself. Let's see how you carry on. I'll be watching, you can be sure. Try to sell the more expensive liquor. And while you're there, you can bend over and give a little view of the boobs. Nothing wrong with letting a man enjoy nature's generous endowments."
Shaking her head, she told Nick what she thought of him.
"You're a dirty old man."
"I know it," Nick smiled, "but I can't help it. Now run along and do your job. I'll be watching." Sure enough, Nick was watching. As the evening progressed at the Casbah Bar and the sailors were coming in and out, he was keeping careful tabs on how much booze Kim was peddling.
Nina congratulated her when they both went back to the bar.
"Looks like you're doing real well," Nina told her. "Nick seems pleased."
As the evening progressed and she spoke with the different sailors, there was one in particular who she liked. It was evident he liked her because of the look that he had in his eyes as he gazed at her so fondly. However, Kim knew very well the probable reason was that he was simply homy and hadn't seen some breast flesh for a long time. She wasn't going to flatter herself that it had anything to do with her personally. Nevertheless, when he whispered to her later in the evening, "I want to see you after work," she didn't know what to do.
Ignoring him, she continued her work. However, it was impossible to ignore him completely, for he was so turned on with her that he once again asked to speak with her.
"I've got to talk to you," he told her.
"Look," she shook her head, "we cannot have dates with customers. It's a house rule."
Kim smiled and went on working. As he looked at her lithe, trim legs and observed her beautiful bosoms and the lovely blonde hair that fell about her shoulders as she continued serving customers, he became hotter and more eager than ever to get acquainted with her. She had mesmerized him and it was not going to be easy to put him off.
"You're beautiful," he whispered in a sensuous voice, "and I want to get real well acquainted with you."
When the night was over, Nick told her she'd done a good job.
"Thank you, Nick," she told him. "Coming from you that's a compliment."
"You bet it is," he smiled.
It was so frustrating to think of that one man who kept looking at her. She didn't know what to do about it He was so handsome and appealing that he strangely did manage to turn her on. Nevertheless, she managed to close her mind off to any thoughts about sex with him.
She had parked her car a couple of blocks away from the bar. As she walked to it at two o'clock in the morning, she was a bit nervous. All of a sudden, when she got to her car and saw the same young sailor standing nearby, she was nervous and fearful, and eager to get into her car as swiftly as possible.
"Hi," he called out to her, slightly slurring his words.
"Good-bye," Kim commented as she quickly got her keys out of her purse and tried to open the car door.
In her frustration and fear and nervousness, she couldn't manage to get the door open. Suddenly, out of the darkness, loomed the very sailor who had been trying to get acquainted with her so desperately hours before at the Casbah Bar.
"Maybe I can help you," he smiled.
"No thank you," Kim shook her head.
Before she knew what was happening, he was not only opening the door, but shoving her inside of the car.
CHAPTER TWO
"What are you trying to do?" Kim demanded.
"I just wanted to talk to you," he insisted.
"I don't know you," she told him. "You have no right to force yourself on me."
All of a sudden he turned and looked at her with a hurt look like an animal.
"I wanted to kill myself when I came into that bar tonight," he snapped.
"Well, maybe it would be good if you did," she said nervously.
"I... I wish I had," he told her.
All of a sudden he was talking to her about his last girl friend.
"She was the cutest gal," he told her. "Her name was Pam. And how I loved her. Pam and I had a ball together. But unfortunately, when I told her I didn't want to see her anymore, she killed herself."
A tense silence hung in the car for a long moment. Finally Kim broke the silence.
"I'm sorry," she told him. "I don't even know your name. You're just another sailor. I'm a cocktail waitress-I'm not a hustler. Try to understand me."
"Damn it, I know that!" he almost shrieked. "And that's why I wanted to talk to you. You're new around here. I've never seen you at the Casbah Bar before."
"No, because I just started tonight," she explained. "My name is Kim. What's your name?"
"Does it matter?" he asked.
"Yes, it does," she replied.
"All right, my name is Bill," he told her. "Bill Davis."
"Bill," Kim shook her head sadly, "you know very well that suicide is not a solution to any problem. Look at your girl friend Pam. She figured it was the end. Where it was for her, for you, it's the beginning of a lot of heartache. I wish I could help you, but I don't know what I can do."
"I just want to talk to somebody," he told her.
Sighing heavily, Kim looked at him. He didn't look as if he would take advantage of her, and she figured that possibly she should give him this much benefit.
"All right," she agreed, "if you want to talk, you can. But we can't stay here. If my boss sees me parked in the car and talking to a sailor at this hour, he'll swear that I'm turning a trick. And I'll get fired my first night on the job."
"All right, I'll let you drive," he said, getting out of the car.
For an instant Kim thought about driving off. But she didn't. How could she let him down?
When he got in on the other side she started the car and drove off into the night.
Once on the freeway, she drove immediately to her apartment. It was a big risk, but then life was a gamble in itself.
When she got to her apartment she hesitated a long moment. It was undeniable that he had seemed honest and sincere.
When they were in her apartment and she had fixed him a drink, he sat there on the sofa and looked at her.
"You're beautiful, you know that, don't you?" he smiled.
"If you say so," she smiled.
All at once she felt Bill's leg pressing against her own. She sighed and recognized the stirring sensations that she felt inside of her body. Every time she thought about sex somehow it excited her. It made her want to reach out and feel to see whether or not he had a hard, thick cock between his legs. But it was wrong to think about things like this. After all, Bill had come to see her for consolation.
At least that-was what he said.
"Pam was a wonderful girl," he said sadly. "She would do anything for me."
Once more there was silence. It was an awkward situation for Kim to be placed in. She didn't know exactly what to say. Looking at him, she smiled.
"Well, you're a nice-looking guy, Bill, and I wouldn't be surprised if Pam would do anything to please you."
"If I ever told you half of what she did you'd never believe it," he whispered.
"You can speak honestly with me," Kim said, curious about the kinds of things that people did sexually.
Her own life experiences had been so brief that she really felt as though she was backward when it came to sexual knowledge.
"Oh, I shouldn't tell you," he smiled.
Kim was bound and determined that he was going to tell her about his sexual experiences.
"I would feel more comfortable if I slipped into something else," she smiled.
"Well, be comfortable," he grinned up at her.
She went into the bedroom and undressed. She decided that it might not hurt for once in her life to wear her filmy, see-through pale blue negligee. As she walked into the living room, Bill's jaw hung slack as he gazed at her and let out a low wolf whistle.
"Wow!" he told her. "What a wonderful idea."
He looked at her sheer negligee and could see her curvaceous thighs and rounded, satiny hips. She was slender and tall, and her body had not lost a fraction of its youthful firmness and lovely form. Her long, flowing blonde hair, fair skin and blue eyes made her a magnificent-looking female. It wasn't lost on Bill.
As she walked over to the bar he observed that her buttocks were well-rounded and firm, her legs long and curvaceous.
"You know," he told her, "this is really something. Tonight I was thinking of killing myself. But when I look at your beautiful body I almost go out of my mind."
Kim knew that she was beautiful. She knew that she could be very exciting to a man. And it gave her a certain kind of power to walk across the room and have him glancing down at the fleecy triangle of her vagina, which was visible through the sheer blue fabric of her negligee.
"Maybe I should strip down to my shorts," Bill grinned.
Silently she nodded.
"If you don't care, I will," he told her.
Getting to his feet, the sailor began stripping. When he got down to his shorts he sat down on the sofa once more beside her. She glanced at the bulging crotch in his tight-fitting, white nylon shorts and realized he had one hell of a hard-on.
"It was wonderful with Pam," he told her. "We could do everything with each other and never worry about it."
Reaching over, she let her hand stroke his huge penis.
"Ohhh, that feels so good," he told her. "Oh, lover, you know how to stroke it."
"And I love to feel it," she smiled.
"I would love to have it all the way up inside of you," he told her. "I would really like to fuck you."
It pleased her that he'd been so blunt. Instead of beating around the bush he'd been frank and honest and open in his erotic, lustful desires.
"I'd like that, too," she told him, "but I... I really can't tonight. I brought you home to give you some consolation and sympathy and all that. But I really didn't bring you home to turn a trick or have sex."
"Baby," he told her, "you were made for fucking. I could just feel your legs wrapping tight around me when I would be fucking you."
All of a sudden everything inside recoiled. No, she couldn't let this happen. But it was impossible not to go on. For she loved the sensation of his throbbing penis as she stroked it.
"I'll take my shorts off so you can see all of me," he told her.
Gently she pulled her. hand from his crotch. He got to his feet and peeled off his tight-fitting shorts. As he stood there, she looked up at his masculine body. His muscular chest, trim waist, flat stomach and sturdy thighs all indicated he was a very athletic man. But the thing that her eyes focused on was that huge cock jutting out from his loins. The head of it was starting to drip with cum and his bloated balls were tense.
"Hey, you've really got something there, honey," she told him. "Something I would like."
"It's all yours," he told her. "Every inch of my long, hard prick. First, baby, I want you to suck it. I want you to lick it and taste it."
His voice was lustfully hoarse.
"Go on," he insisted. "Don't worry about it."
He sat on the sofa once more and raised up one leg. She looked at his throbbing cock aimed at her. The lewd way that he smiled indicated how horny he was. But she couldn't make her body move. She was staring transfixed at his throbbing, long penis.
"Come on," he told her.
He looked at his hard, muscled body and his penis again.
"All right," she said.
He raised his ass for her, grabbed her head, and guided her to his penis.
"Now, baby," he told her, "I want you to put your finger in my asshole. And while you're fingering my ass I want you to suck my cock. That's what I want you to do."
Her jaw hung slack. She had never had a request like this before in her life.
"Why do you want me to do that?" she asked him.
"Because I like it," he told her. "I like to have your finger in my ass when you're sucking my prick."
She bent over and, placing her hand around his ass cheeks, slowly inserted her index finger in his asshole.
"Harder... shove it in hard," he told her.
"Like that?" she asked.
"OOOHHH, YES, YES," he shrieked. "NOW SUCK MY COCK. SUCK MY COCK WITH YOUR HOT MOUTH. SUCK ME HARD."
The beautiful blonde's perspiration trickled down her negligee. She was bending over now and her mouth was even with his penis. She wondered if she could do it for him. Her finger continued pumping up his tight asshole and then her mouth slipped over his cock head.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "SUCK MY PRICK. SUCK IT OFF."
The lascivious carnal scene of his ass twisting as she finger fucked him and his throbbing penis pumping into her mouth while she sucked stimulated her. She could feel her vagina juicing as she became more excited.
Kim's eyes bulged wider, her mouth opening even more as he began ramming it to her with all of his might. Rivulets of wetness dampened her palpitating pussy. She was actually starting to enjoy it.
"SUCK MY PRICK," he panted. "SUCK IT." She went on stabbing her finger up his asshole. She could feel his firm buttocks twisting powerfully and rhythmically as she fucked his ass while she sucked his cock.
On Kim's face there was an expression of pure ecstasy as she sucked the aroused sailor's stiff penis.
"OOOHHH, YOU'RE A WILD COCK SUCKER," he told her. "OH, BABY, YOU'RE DRIVING ME MAD. OOOHHH, PULL YOUR MOUTH OFF MY COCK. I'M GONNA SHOOT."
Breathlessly she pulled her mouth off his prick. She looked at the hard-muscled young man and he smiled down at her.
"Now pull your finger out of my ass," he told her.
As soon as she had done so he told her what he wanted. He angled his body up farther so she had a perfect view of his ass crack.
"LICK IT," he smiled down at her.
She felt perspiration trickling down her negligee. She shook her head.
"I could never do that," she told the sailor.
"Oh, honey," he insisted, "that's what I enjoy. Get down there and lick it. And when you finish licking my ass, I'll suck on yours and I will eat your pussy, too."
She was confused and fearful. Yet the lasciviousness of this carnal act propelled her to try it. Her curiosity aroused her. She got down there between his ass cheeks. He could feel her hot breath on his buttocks as she brought her face closer.
"GO AHEAD," he insisted, watching bug-eyed as her tongue was inserted in his tight anus.
She looked at his tanned body. Kim could see where his swim trunks left off. He was white here. Now she was down there, licking at his upraised ass cheeks.
"OOOHHH, COME ON," he told her, "SUCK MY ASSHOLE."
She sucked on his behind. The expression of pure ecstasy on his face as she ate his butt indicated to her how much he enjoyed it.
"OHHHH," he gasped as she kept tongue fucking his ass, "I CANT STAND IT."
She gripped his firm buttocks which were thrusting powerfully and rhythmically forward while her lips fastened on his behind. Her tongue continued penetrating his tight anus.
"Better pull your tongue out," he told her, "and suck my prick off. I'm gonna be cumming any moment."
Withdrawing her tongue from his rectum, she licked around his balls and up the underside of his prick. Grabbing his throbbing penis, she pulled its glistening length to her lips. She knelt there now, sucking on his fleshy hardness.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, I WANT YOU TO EAT IT. OHHH, BABY, I LOVE IT."
She sucked hard, thrilling him.
"YES, YESSSSS," he exclaimed, "SUCK OFF."
She could feel his throbbing cock caressing the back of her throat. She clasped his sinewy ass cheeks.
"OHHH, BABY," he panted as he pumped his prick down her throat, "I'M ALMOST THERE. KEEP SUCKING."
She could taste his pre-cum. He wasn't far off.
"I WANT TO GIVE IT TO YOU, HONEY," he told her. "GET SET. I'M GONNA FLOOD YOUR FACE WITH MY CUM. OHHHH, SUCK, SUUUUUCK!"
He gripped her head and held her there. She was pinned on his throbbing penis as he fiercely fucked her face.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHHH," he gasped as he felt his brain reeling with passionate pleasure.
She had inflamed his loins to the point of intoxication. He loved the thrills that were flashing through his body as she had given him such an intense sexual display.
"EAT IT," he exclaimed as he shot his load.
His hot, white cum surged down her throat. She thought she would choke on all of his cum.
"OOOHHH, YES," he exclaimed, "SUCK IT OFF. OHHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, SUCK, SUCK."
They thrashed nakedly together on the sofa. She was grabbing his cock, pulling its firm, full length to her mouth. She wanted every drop of him.
"EAT IT," he ordered. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. SUCK IT OFF."
Her lips fastened firmly on his thick prick.
"OOOHHH, EAT ME," he exclaimed as the consuming pleasure in his loins overpowered him and he kept unloading his jetting sperm spray into her sucking mouth.
Hungrily she gulped him down, enjoying every delicious drop of him.
When she pulled off and lay back on the sofa, she looked at him.
"Wow," she told him, "I've never been fucked like that."
He smiled.
"Now, baby," he told her, "let me love you. Let's go into your bedroom."
Getting to her feet, Kim walked to the bedroom.
Bill followed close behind. The sight of her jiggling ass cheeks was getting him hard again.
She stretched out on the bed and spread her legs.
"Baby," he told her, "you're something else. I can hardly wait to give you a good pussy eating job."
The idea of having him suck on her pussy suddenly became stimulating and arousing and exciting. Getting on the bed once she'd removed her filmy blue negligee, Kim parted her luscious white thighs.
"Oh, you're beautiful there," Bill told her.
Getting on the bed naked with her, he reached up to get a pillow. Slipping a pillow under her satiny buttocks, he made her spread her legs so he could have a perfect view of her vagina at this erotic angle.
"You like that?" the cocktail waitress flashed him a knowing grin.
"You bet I do," he told her.
Her pussy was tingling as she felt his fingers manipulating around her vagina.
"OOOHHH, THAT FEELS SO GOOD," she sighed.
It didn't take him long before he was there at her vagina. His tongue swept over her pussy. Then he let his tongue slip to her ass crack. Flipping his tongue right up her asshole, he fingered her vagina at the same time. Kim twisted in frenetic sexual fantasy-pleasure.
"OOOHHH, I LOVE IT," she panted as she wiggled beneath his fingers and his tongue sliding up her ass.
Then she looked at his cock. His organ was huge now.
"I'm gonna eat your cunt," he told her, "and then I'm gonna screw it."
Once more he placed his mouth around her pussy. He felt her gyrating and humping uncontrollably against his tongue. Flipping his tongue inside of her velvety vagina, he licked it.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," she crooned as she ground her pussy in his face, "YES, I LOVE IT. AAAHHH, OHHHH, LIKE THAT. SUCK ME, SUCK ME."
Passionately he sucked while she stiffened her legs and kept thrusting her pelvis forward. She was juicing and he was licking her hungrily. The loud suck sounds he made at her crotch stimulated and aroused her.
"OOOHHH, I LOVE IT," she panted. "OOOHHH, YES, KEEP IT UP, KEEP IT UP."
The thrilling pleasure that she experienced now was driving her almost out of her mind. She kept twisting her ass around as he tongue fucked her vagina. Her pussy was tingling and her body was on fire to be fucked.
When he withdrew his tongue from her vagina he straddled her. She looked at his big cock. His balls were ready for action and he lustfully guided his prick into her hot, tight crevice.
"OHHHH, I WANT IT," she said. "I WANT IT ALL."
He kept thrusting forward, and then he pulled his prick out of her. She reached forward, her fingers caressing his cock.
"OHHHH, BILL, DAMN YOU," she told him, "YOU KNOW I NEED IT. NOW FUCK ME. I WANT IT."
Words were tumbling out of Kim's mouth that she never knew she could utter before.
"GREAT," he smiled. "KEEP BEGGING FOR IT."
"I WANT IT, DAMN YOU," she exclaimed. "FUCK ME, FUCK ME!"
Kim's pussy tingled with desperation. He had stimulated her so magnificently with his fingers and his tongue that she now needed his cock.
Straddling her, he shoved forward. His turgid, solid prick drove into her.
"FUCK, FUCK," he exclaimed. "OHHHH, YES, FUCK!"
He rammed it to her. Her cuntal muscles gripped his stabbing, sliding cock.
"FUCK ME," she begged again and again.
She tossed back to him. Kim was moaning and clawing at his back as he fucked her.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," she panted as her body heaved and bucked in wild debauchery as he rammed it to her.
Her first night at the bar and it was ending like this. But it didn't matter. All she knew was that she needed him now. Every throbbing inch of his prick driving into her hot, slippery cunt hole.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "I WANT TO FEEL IT. FUCK ME HARDER... HARDER."
Desperately she gripped his buttocks. She squeezed his ass cheeks. He was a handsome man and a horny man. But best of all, he was a fantastic fucker. He knew exactly how to give her the wildest screw she had ever experienced. From the moment that she'd taken off her negligee and he looked at her quivering breasts with their cherry-red nipples, she knew that he was crazy about her.
"OOOHHH, I'M ALMOST THERE," he panted as he kept fucking her hard. "FUCK, FUCK."
Deeply he plunged his prick into her cunt. Her hot vagina muscles slipped smoothly around his cock.
"OOOHHH, I'M CUMMING," she groaned as she pushed back to meet his driving stabs.
A second later Bill joined her in juicing.
"YES, YES," he panted, "FUCK IT. FUCK IT OFF."
She was moaning and groaning and struggling as she finished giving him the wildest fuck she'd ever known.
He eased his cock out of her after he had kissed her passionately.
"I've got to go, baby," he told her.
It was difficult for her to realize what she'd done. How could she get so intimate with him so quickly? She couldn't think about it now as he needed her to drive him back to the base.
"I... I hate to ask you," he explained, "but I've got to get there. I'll come and see you when I can. But I've gotta get back there now."
Kim got dressed and drove him back to his base. She drove back on the freeway and she was thinking with some bitterness about what had happened. She had enjoyed it-yes. But now there was the torture of loneliness. She could think about him and realize it probably was a one night stand. Maybe it was better that way, she thought to herself. But to have someone like that every night would be fantastic.
The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, realizing it had all slipped by her. Much too quickly.
It was not an easy thing to slip into bed alone. Without thinking about it anymore, she finally managed to get to sleep.
The next morning as she awoke late, she heard the telephone ringing. Reaching over to the night stand, she picked up the phone.
"Hello," she began.
"How was your first night, Kim?" her mother demanded.
"All right," she replied.
"I did a little checking where that bar is located, honey," her mother said angrily, "and I found out that it was located on a pier and a lot of sailors go there looking for women to pick up."
"Oh, mom," Kim complained, "sure there are sailors there. And maybe they are hunting for women, but what has that to do with me? I'm a cocktail waitress there, working my tail off."
CHAPTER THREE
When Kim went to work the next night at the bar, Nick Ellis didn't hesitate to tell her that he thought she was coming along just fine.
"I'm glad my work meets with your approval," she told him, Nick smiled at her.
"As long as you tend to business," he told her, "and make sure that they're drinking plenty, I'm satisfied."
Nina talked to her when she was getting an order filled and waiting for Max the bartender.
"Honey, has Nick tried anything with you yet?" Nina whispered.
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean. Has he tried to put the make on you?"
"No," Kim shook her head.
"You're lucky," Nina shrugged. "He tried to put the make on Betty and me when we started here over a year ago. But we put him in his place. You do it, too, and Nick will recognize that he can't have it both ways. He can't have good waitresses who won't put out and waitresses who will put out for him. It doesn't add up, does it, baby?"
"No, it doesn't," she admitted.
Nick came over and spoke to them both.
"There are three tables over there that haven't been waited on," he said angrily, "and you and Nina are standing here yakking."
"Sorry about that," Nina said as she picked up her tray of drinks and hurried off to serve them and take the other orders.
The go-go dancer attracted plenty of attention. When Kim looked at the beautiful girl shaking her hips and throwing her ass out of gear, she wondered how much she got paid for such a stormy performance.
"How much does that gal get paid?" she asked Nina when they were safely away from Nick's observant eyes.
"Oh, she gets two bills a week," Nina told her, "and it's quite a nice job. She puts on four dance performances a night. Sort of indecent, but then what isn't these days?
The evening was going along beautifully until one man began trying to get Kim's attention.
"I can't make up my mind what I want tonight," he told her.
"If you can't make up your mind, I sure can't make it up for you," Kim snapped.
He laughed.
"That's the way," he yawned. "Tell it like it is."
However, it wasn't quite that easy to put him off. A couple hours later he was still sitting there, drinking and trying to make conversation with her.
"What's a nice girl like you working in a place like this for, honey?" he finally blurted.
"What are you talking about?" she demanded.
"You know, where they have that naked girl throwing her tits around. I mean, you seem like another kind of girl."
"It's a job," she told him.
"You're hot stuff, baby," he smiled. "You sure are."
She did not appreciate his attitude. However, when he artfully suggested that he could give her anything she wanted if she would give him a chance, she did listen.
"That covers a lot of ground, baby," she whispered.
"I can afford it," he assured her.
"Are you sure you can?" she smiled. "I have some very refined tastes."
As he looked at her, he couldn't help smiling.
"I find you very appealing," he told her, "and I could please you so much more than a lot of other men."
"What's your name?" she demanded.
"Ron Harrington III," he smiled.
"My name is Kim," she told him. "And if you want to make a respectable date on my day off, that's one thing. But if you think I'm gonna turn a trick and hustle you tonight, that's another deal and I'm not going to."
"When's your day off?" Ron smiled excitedly.
"I'm off on Thursdays," she informed him.
"Give me your number, honey," he told her, "and I'll buzz you and make a date."
It pleased her that he was not being difficult about it.
"All right," Kim said agreeably.
Thursday came and Ron Harrington called, just as he said he would.
"Oh, hi, Ron," she answered the phone.
Kim was deliberately playing it low key. She didn't want Ron Harrington to think that she was impressed with his name or his money. The truth of the matter was she was impressed with both.
Ron told her that he would like to take her to dinner.
"Well, that's nice," she told him. "Where can we go?"
"I know of a cozy little place where we can have a candle-light dinner, intimate atmosphere and delicious French cuisine," he told her.
"That sounds great," she replied.
"It is a fantastic place," he assured her.
He picked her up at her apartment and she was indeed impressed with his car. He was driving a gold Cadillac.
"Ron," she smiled, "I must compliment you on your good taste. What a beautiful car you have."
"I'm glad you like it," he told her.
Over dinner at an intimate little French restaurant overlooking the bay in San Diego, he told her quite a few things about himself.
"I'm tired of money," he admitted. "I'm sick of women after it. I'm also tired of spending it. I would like to find a woman who enjoys my company. Can you understand what I'm talking about?"
"Of course I can," she replied.
They went back to her apartment and she sat on the sofa, dramatically looking at him. It wasn't long before Ron was sitting beside her. He was a nice-looking man in his early thirties and he did seem something like a playboy.
"I've been looking at your beautiful body all evening," he told her, "with one thought in mind."
"Why, Ron," she said, "I thought your intentions were honorable."
"That depends on how you define honorable," he smiled as he focused his eyes on her bosoms. "I would like to look at your breasts," he told her. "Now I have no intention of trying to seduce you. It just so happens that I'm a breast man. If you will but permit me the honor of looking at your shapely bosoms and observing their nipples when I touch them, that will be all I will request."
Silently Kim was thinking he'd made a rather modest request.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt anything," she smiled.
"No, it wouldn't hurt a thing," he admitted.
Accommodating him, she removed her blouse and brassiere.
"I hope you're a man of your word, Ron," she smiled as he reached out to touch her beautiful bosoms.
As he felt the cherry-red nipples in his fingertips and they became taut with intense pleasure, he smiled at her.
"I always keep my word, my love."
Ron was indeed the embodiment of a sophisticated and wealthy young man. However, Kim was certain that he was no different from any other man. Even though he had begun saying he was fascinated with her breasts, she felt that he eventually would be working down around her crotch. And she would have to be one jump ahead of him and think of what she could say to keep him off, for it would be quite obvious that if he could get too much too quickly it might be the end of their relationship. And why should that be? she thought to herself.
"Oh, you don't know what those tits feel like to me," he told her. "They're so beautiful."
His hands proceeded to play around her breasts and then his mouth pressed against her left nipple. Soon he was sucking on one bosom. Before she knew it he was licking at her other breast.
Pulling his mouth off her right breast, he looked up at her.
"I admired your trim, curvaceous body from the moment I laid eyes on you at the bar," he told her.
"So what's new?" she smiled with a smug expression.
"I worship women who possess beauty at the level you do," he told her. "The best is none too good for you."
"Do you want me to name something I would like?" she asked Ron point blank.
"Let's not be materialistic," he shot back swiftly. "It drives me berserk at the mere mention of money. Not that I don't have all the money that I want. But I'm tired of women who are after me for my money."
"What do you want a woman to be after you for, Ron?" the blonde cocktail waitress said softly.
"I want her to feel for me as a man," Ron explained.
She looked at his dark, loose hair, his bronze face, and his expressive brown eyes, which glinted at her with a penetrating expression.
"I... I like you, Ron," she said, "and I wouldn't mind seeing you naked. Of course, it would have to be an aesthetic appreciation as I would not consider having sex on our first date."
Ron nodded.
"I was certain of that," he smiled. "We might as well undress and look each other over. Nudists have the most fun. I don't understand why people are so reluctant to take off all of their clothes. Especially a girl with all of your beauty, Kim. You should be admired from head to toe."
Ron was breathing raggedly. Obviously he had gotten heated up just looking at her. To her amazement, Kim was thinking of how she could utilize her beauty to get what she wanted out of him.
"Will you promise me that you won't fuck me before I strip?" she asked.
He nodded.
"I promise not to engage in intercourse just because you're standing naked before me," he told her.
She looked at him as he undressed. She could see his hard-on as he removed his pants. Then he removed his shorts and stood there with nothing on.
"I'm naked as a jaybird," he told her. "Now you undress, too."
Kim did a slow strip. She figured that would give him more excitement. As she looked at his huge cock she realized that she desired it. But she would have to suppress desire for sex if she was going to utilize this relationship to the ultimate.
"OH, YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL," he breathed excitedly. "OH, BABY, LET ME LICK YOUR PUSSY. I WANT TO FUCK YOU ALL OVER."
She immediately took her clothes in her hands and held them against her body.
"What licentious things you're saying," she objected. "I simply agreed to give you a look. I certainly had no idea that you were going to suggest sex."
"What else is there?" Ron asked dreamily. "It makes the world go around. It relieves the monotony. A screw a day keeps the blues away, I always say."
"Ron, I'll have to ask you to leave," she told him.
"No, no, a kingdom for a fuck!" he exclaimed.
"How much of your kingdom?" she asked, letting her clothes fall to the floor so he could have another enticing look at her naked body.
"I'll make it two hundred," Ron said, his eyes lighting up.
"Make it five and you've got yourself a fuck," Kim snapped.
She could hardly believe what she was saying. Licentious feelings, urges and desires swirled through her mind as she stood before Ron Harrington III, stark naked.
"That's a lot of money," Ron said.
"Well, I'm offering you a good piece of ass," she told him, "so you're getting a lot of ass for a lot of money. Fair?"
"Yes, it's fair," Ron said as he mumbled something about, "they all want money."
It would mark the first time that Kim had ever turned a trick. She could understand quite well why so many women resorted to various methods of obtaining what they felt was justice. Sure he wanted sex. And he also didn't care to pay for it. That was the way most men were. She would take care of it. She would get her money for doing unspeakable things and say nothing to anyone.
"Oh, you're so beautiful," he said as he handed her five crisp hundred dollar bills.
"Thank you," she said as she carefully folded the bills and put them in her wallet and then in her purse.
Now she stood before him and he went over to her. He wrapped his arms around her, pressing his throbbing, huge prick against her.
"I had to have you from the first moment I saw you," he told her. "You had that certain appeal that drives me mad when I can't make love."
Nodding, she told him, "it's all yours, honey. But don't waste time. I have to go to work tomorrow."
Ron dropped to his knees. He pulled her pussy to his face. Her pubic triangle glistened invitingly as he let his tongue slide along her slit. Her passionate pussy seemed to open as he got his face in there and started licking.
"OOOHHH, RON, RON," she groaned, "I LOVE IT WHEN YOU STICK THAT TONGUE IN ME."
Ron kept flipping his tongue around her soft, wet pussy as he kept hungrily nibbling at her clitoris.
"I WANT YOUR COCK, BABY," she told him. "I WANT EVERY FUCKING INCH OF YOUR PRICK IN ME. I WANT TO RIDE IT."
While he was eating her pussy she was looking at his prick. She could see its tip dribbling with his cum load. It would feel wonderful to have that spirited, hard, virile, manly cock driving inside of her.
He pulled his tongue out of her vagina and got to his feet. They went over to the bed together. She stretched out naked beside him. His hands immediately began to touch her breasts. In response, her hands dipped down to his turgid cock. Then she was kissing his mouth, sucking and nibbling on his tongue. Ron's hands squeezed and kneaded the flesh of her breasts, her fiery nipples, and her body responded. He could feel the wetness of the seminal fluid which seeped from his penis head as she continued to massage his cock with practiced thoroughness. He was sure his balls were going to explode if she kept up much more of that.
"Do you like my cock?" he smiled up at her.
"Oh, yes," she crooned softly. "You want to put it inside me, don't you? You want that, don't you?" she coaxed.
"YES," he groaned. "OH, YES, KIM. I WANT TO FUCK YOU. I WANT TO FUCK YOU GOOD."
It didn't take long before his fingers were playing around her vagina. Slowly they parted the soft, hair-lined lips of her cunt and he rubbed her quivering clitoris until it was as rigid as his prick. He teasingly wormed one finger and then two into her feverishly clasping vaginal tunnel.
"OOOHHH, THAT FEELS SO GOOD, RON," she gasped as she shoved back on his fingers.
She looked at his rod of flesh. She wanted his blood-swollen head riding inside of her. Kim could almost feel its throbbing entire length spasmodically fucking her.
"I want you, baby," she told him.
This pleased Ron. He wanted her to ask for it.
She threw herself full length upon him. She twisted and squirmed, smashing her pussy against his cock. Then he rammed it into her.
"OOOHHH, I WANT YOU, I WANT YOU," she mewled in his ear. "YOU'RE SO HARD AND NICE. I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME. FUCK ME NOW. OHHHHH, RON, DO IT TO ME."
Kim's nails trailed across his chest. She grasped him roughly by the shoulders. Ron pushed his hands down her back and rolled her over so that he was completely on top of her. He was wedged tightly between her legs. Ron rubbed his pulsing prick head into her pleading cuntal lips. Then, sensing her vagina growing wider and wider, as if it was about to voraciously swallow his cock, he shoved forward. Her firm, white, young buttocks began a rotation of desperate proportions. She was obviously crazy for cock.
"OOOHHH," she screamed frantically, her eyes closed.
The muscular man lunged, battering against her. His rock-hard cock rode between the wet lips of her pulsing pussy.
"SHOVE IT IN ME," she said without hesitation as he thrust his long cock shaft deep into her tight, hot vagina.
CHAPTER FOUR
The soft, clinging, curly hairs of her pubic mound grazed against him as he rammed his prick forward. He pumped with his hips in a cruel, excruciating thrust, driving it all the way up into her quivering belly.
"UUUUGGGH!" she cried. "OOOHHH, YES, THAT'S IT!"
She was moaning. It was wonderful. There was nothing like having a man's throbbing prick between her legs, she knew.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she begged passionately. "FUCK ME."
He continued driving inside her while her hands roamed from his back down to his buttocks. She squeezed his ass cheeks, begging for more.
"OOOHHH, BABY, FUCK ME," she panted passionately. "I LOVE IT. SCREW ME."
He rammed it to her with deep, strong strokes.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," she panted as he savagely pistoned his prick into her hot, clasping cunt. "FUCK ME, RON, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK MEEEEEE!"
Kim felt herself on the verge of climax. Her body shook in wanton arousal.
"OOOHHH, FILL ME UP WITH YOUR HOT SPERM, RON. I WANT IT. OOOHHH, YES, YES, FUCK MEEEE."
She was pulling out all the stops. Ron had said that he didn't like women who only did it for money. She figured that if she gave him the feeling that she was doing it because she enjoyed it, it would inspire him to give her more money. It was strange how she was developing into a tramp and a slut, but she didn't care.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "I WANT IT. FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
She pumped forward. Kim enjoyed the aggressive way he was astride her. His hands convulsively worked on her buttocks, helping her to piston with increasing rapidity up and down on his ready-to-burst prick. With his hips he thrust his glistening, long flesh rod far up into the wet, smooth flesh of her young, unquenchable pussy.
She rose and fell, over and over, forcing the warm, throbbing walls of her elastically clasping cunt full upon him, sending his spearing prick shaft deep into her tender vagina.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "FUCK. FUCK IT."
With his hips, Ron continued driving his glistening long prick against the throbbing walls of her pussy.
"OHHH, YES, YES," Kim panted, "SCREW ME. LET ME FEEL IT."
She could feel his testicles brushing against the nakedness of her inner thighs. Kim moved her hands to his balls, fondling them with fevered joy. He plunged his . prick again, withdrawing far enough to make his thick flesh shaft rub the inside of her vagina, then in and out he sawed. Her satin ass moons pumping mechanically under his kneading hands in matching tempo to her motions, her pelvis rotating with madness over his monstrously driving prick.
"OOOHHH, BABY," she panted, "I LOVE IT."
She remembered what Bill had told her about getting his ass fucked with her finger. Parting Ron's ass cheeks she inserted her index finger up his rectum. He loved it. He continued his demonical upward thrusting, driving his penis still harder and deeper into her cunt. It seemed as if her cervix would be battered out of shape. Her moist vaginal sheath clamored for more. The fluted, pink, soft, wet cunt lips sucked and milked his prick with insane desire.
"I WANT YOU, BABY," she whispered passionately. "OOOHHH, I WANT EVERY INCH OF YOU. FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
Her tiny clenching cunt gripped his prick. He rammed it to her until he was ready to cum. Then she felt him reaching his peak when he was going to unload.
"I'M GONNA CUM," he howled. "OOOHHH, BABY, FUCK BACK HARD. FUCK HARD. I'M GONNA CUUUUMMM!"
Ron was in ecstasy now. He had given her a wild screw and she loved it.
"OOOHHH," he groaned as the volcanic eruption of his prick sent vibrating pleasure through his entire body, causing him to lever upward with a driving plunge. "FUCK, FUCK," he gasped as his balls began to empty great jetting spurts of white hot semen in an orgasm like he had not known in years. "YOU'VE GOT A TIGHT CUNT," he exclaimed huskily. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK OOOO- FFFFFFF!"
He was thrilling to this moment, spilling his hot, broiling seed into her tender, young cunt.
"YES," he wailed passionately as he pumped it to her. "FUCK, FUCK."
His boiling sperm inundated her trembling vagina, flowing down around the invading, ravaging cock buried deep in her pussy and belly. Her own climax struck, as wild and soaring as his. She was pounding down on his spasming prick as he flexed up to meet her driving movements.
"FUCK, FUCK," he groaned as his hot seed commingled with a gushing torrent of the beautiful cocktail waitress's orgasm to a fiery finish.
Their bodies jerked and bucked against one another until like crazed, running beasts their breath spewing as wildly as their respective cum, until Kim's eager pussy had milked every last drop of his sperm from his gushing testicles.
"YOU'RE A WILD FUCK," he teased her.
For a moment her mind reeled with the horror of what she'd done. Slowly he eased his prick from her pussy. He was dripping with cum. It dribbled on her nakedness.
"Oh, that was a wild fuck," he whispered.
As she lay there beside him, she wondered about his sex life. Was he married? Did he have a girl friend? Why was he so determined to have sex with her?
"Tell me something about yourself," she smiled at him.
"What do you want to know?"
"Do you have a girl friend?" she grinned.
"I have a lovely wife," he assured her.
"Why do you want such heavy sex with me then?"
"Because," he said, "I know what it's like to fuck with my wife. I've screwed her so many times that there's no more mystery to it."
"That's a strange thing to say," she told him. "It really is."
Shaking his head, Ron tried to explain.
"That's the very thing that makes sex exciting," he insisted. "It's when you don't know what it's all about. For example, I have no idea what it would be like to slip my prick up your asshole."
Sodomy burned in her brain as he spoke.
"I'm sure it would be tight," he told her, "because you don't look like a woman who's been overworked in the sex department."
"No, I haven't been around too much," she told him.
"That's good," he assured her. "As a matter of fact, right now I would enjoy very much looking at your ass. I'd like to lick it, suck it, and fuck it."
It bothered Kim. She rolled over on her stomach and began feeling his hands wandering over her buttocks. They played across her satin-smooth ass cheeks and soon he was fingering her pussy. Before she knew what was happening he was getting her all aroused again.
"What are you doing?" she demanded.
"I'm getting you ready," he told her.
"For what?" she asked.
"I'm gonna sodomize you," he smiled.
Sure enough. That was what he wanted.
"No," she told him, "I don't like that at all."
The thought of having him driving his huge, throbbing penis in her behind frightened her.
"Please, let me alone," she begged.
"No way," he told her. "I've absolutely got to screw your asshole. You have such a cute butt."
This was frightening to her.
"Nobody's ever done that before," she said as she felt his fingers exploring around her behind.
"Well, you shouldn't wait any longer," he told her. "There's nothing more thrilling than having a hard, long dick shoving up your ass. I'll show you what it's like."
His monstrous penis made her shiver with fear. Then he told her what he expected her to do.
"Just kneel in the middle of the bed. I'll do all the rest."
Glancing at his face she recognized that he was serious.
"You've got to be kidding. I'd never let anyone stick a prick up my ass. Get lost."
When she saw the angry look surfacing in his eyes, she knew she'd made a big mistake by speaking so abruptly.
"Oh, I didn't mean anything," she quickly told him.
"No, you don't mean anything to me," he said as he slapped her buttocks. "You're no more than a one-night-stand screw. And I'm gonna get everything I want out of you. I'm gonna pump my prick up your ass and I'm gonna fuck you good."
Fearfully and tremblingly, she knelt in the middle of the bed and bent over. Slowly he parted her ass cheeks with his hands. Spitting in his hands, he applied his own spittle to his long shaft. When it was slick and ready he suddenly shoved forward. She felt his hardened male flesh riding between her buttocks. Then she felt it pressing against her tight anus. Suddenly he was plunging in with a deep, hard stab.
"YES, BABY, FUCK ME, FUCK ME GOOD!" he told her as he rammed in with all of his might.
When she felt his penis plunging up her tight rectum, for an instant she thought she was coming apart.
"DAMN YOU!" she exclaimed. "YOU'RE HURTING ME."
"OH, IT FEELS SO GOOD," Ron enthused as he stabbed it up her ass, paying no attention to her protests.
"STOP IT, STOP IT!" she shrieked. "STOP IT!" She thrashed frantically, trying to get herself free of his arms and his legs and his prick sliding up her asshole.
"COME ON," he ordered roughly, as he held her pinned underneath him. "TWIST YOUR TAIL FOR ME."
Burning hot tears of shame and remorse filled Kim's eyes as she felt him ramming into her with ruthless abandon. She never realized how vicious and persistent a man could get when he was so horny.
"OOOHHH, STOP IT," she panted as he continued ramming it up her ass with all of his manly might.
After he had loosened up her asshole she suddenly found herself deriving a measure of pleasure from it.
"FUCK," he exclaimed hotly. "SHOVE BACK TO ME."
To her amazement she was pushing back to his driving, stabbing prick. She enjoyed it.
"GREAT," he moaned. "OOOHHH, YES, YESSSS. MILK IT WITH YOUR ASS. THAT'S IT. GRAB IT WITH YOUR ASS."
She enjoyed the delicious sensations that were spreading through her loins. With uncontrollable lust she shoved back on his skewering prick. Her carnal instincts had surfaced.
"OOOHHH," he groaned as she twisted and writhed underneath him, "FUCK, BABY, FUCK. I LOVE IT."
Delicious waves of pleasure coursed through her body. She loved the way he was screwing her.
"OOOHHH, YES," she groaned. "HARDER. FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
She could feel his balls slapping against her buttocks. Bending over, he gripped her ripe bosoms. He pinched her nipples until she begged for him to stop.
"AAAHHH, YOU'RE HURTING ME," she moaned as he tweaked her tits and fucked her asshole at the same time.
"I'M ALMOST THERE," he told her. "OOOHHH, BABY, FUCK, FUCK."
The tempo of his fucking increased. He was ramming it into her now, building to his climax.
"YOU'RE GONNA GET SCREWED," he told her as he drove his hard prick into her.
She knew that he would not stop as he mercilessly screwed her rectal passage. Her body began to convulse and she rammed back against him. It wouldn't be much longer until streams of his sperm would be shooting deep in her rectum.
"YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL," he panted as he kept pistoning in her tight ass. "TWIST YOUR BUTT. FUCK. SHOW SOME APPRECIATION."
She shoved back to him as he sank his prick ever deeper in her butt.
"OOOHHH, YES," he told her as he thrust forward, "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES. FUCK, FUCK."
Delirious with excitement she kept accepting his sharp, driving cock blasts in her tight, squirming asshole.
"I'M ALMOST THERE, BABY," he told her. "GRAB IT WITH YOUR ASS."
Kim did the work now. As he plunged the head of his prick deeper, she rhythmically twisted her ass for him. She could feel the full length of his mammoth, thrusting flesh as he drove in now. The pressure in his balls grew more intense as she twisted her behind.
"FUCK IT, FUCK IT," he told her.
He could feel the white hot fire leap along the passage of his plunging prick. He gasped and held his head back as if in agony as his cock began to convulse when a torrent of white hot sperm flooded Kim's madly twisting rectum.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he groaned as he shot her his load. "FUCK, FUCK!"
She loved it, too. It seemed as if she couldn't get enough of it as he plunged deep up her asshole.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," she panted passionately. "OOOHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME. I'M HOT. I'M SO HOT. SCREW ME."
It was thrilling to him to have her ask for it. His prick rammed up her asshole as he finished fucking.
When he eased his dick out of her ass and looked at her tight anal ring as it went into place again, he patted her bare blonde buttocks.
"Mighty fine piece of ass, I'll tell you that," he assured her.
It didn't take him long to get out of there.
The next day Kim felt awful about what she'd done. She had to tell somebody and she didn't know in whom she could confide.
There was one girl she'd known in school who had quite a daring reputation. Maybe she should call her and let her know what was bothering her now. That might ease her conscience.
She called Sandy's number and Sandy was home.
"Sandy," Kim began, "this is Kim. You remember me in high school?"
"Oh, sure, I do," Sandy told her. "What are you doing these days?"
"I got a job working as a cocktail waitress," she explained.
"Cocktail waitress?" Sandy asked in amazement. "I didn't know that's what you wanted out of life. I thought you were going to college."
"No, I didn't want to do that," she explained. "I'm happy doing what I want to do. But I do have a few problems. I mean, there are times when I get confused. When men ask me to go to bed with them."
Sandy laughed.
"Now, honey, I hope you haven't gone into hustling. We certainly don't want to have two hustlers in our graduating class."
Bursting out with laughter, Kim recognized Sandy's frankness made it easy for her to tell the truth about what had happened.
"I'm afraid that's exactly what's occurred," she confessed. "I hate to admit it, but I have been involved in your type of business."
"Some of those men that you meet at a bar are impossible," Sandy said. "I know. I used to work as a cocktail waitress myself. They expect a girl to be on her feet all night and on her back what's left of the night when she quits working."
"I know," Kim said quietly, "and it is disgusting."
However, she had to admit that the financial rewards were great.
"I turned a trick last night for five hundred," she declared.
"Wow! I guess you're moving in the right circles," Sandy laughed.
"Yes, I am," Kim admitted candidly. "And the thing that's bothering me is where is it going to end? If I get a reputation at the bar as a hooker I'm sure it will wreck everything if I ever do decide to go straight."
Sandy was listening to her unwind.
"I've got the perfect answer," she told her finally. "You'll just have to get a new identity. You'll have to go to a new town and start all over. That's the only way when you have made the big mistake of peddling it in a public place. If you were more discreet about it, the way that I am, you wouldn't run into that problem. I operate from an answering service and on recommendations only. I would never think of doing anything as dangerous as you are. You could be picking up vice at the bar. You've got to be awfully careful, 'cause I'm sure you don't want to wind up going to court and having to hire a lawyer and all that."
"I'd never thought about that," the blonde cocktail waitress admitted to her girl friend, "but it does shake me up just thinking about it."
"It's good to get you a little shaken up, honey," Sandy admitted, "because it happens all the time. I haven't had it happen lately because I've been traveling in the right circles. But when you're an independent, you can get into a hell of a lot of trouble."
"How are you operating?" Kim asked her.
"I work for a guy named Dave," she explained, "and he handles all the business. He takes care of the payoff and there aren't any problems that way."
"Maybe I should follow your way of doing it," she admitted.
"Honey, I don't recommend you ever get involved on a full-time basis. I'm really sorry that you got involved at all. It's rather dangerous and it could be very upsetting. Especially if you got involved with certain men who used you. I am really disgusted I ever got involved with Dave, but now that I am I just have to admit I made a mistake. And I can't get out."
CHAPTER FIVE
Kim enjoyed her work. However, when the sailors kept patting her behind, Nick noticed it. He spoke with her in the office after work one night.
"I don't like what I see," he shook his head.
"What are you talking about, Nick?" Kim demanded.
"Those men slapping your ass," he told her.
His eyes looked at her. The round, jutting domes of her womanly breasts, the magnificent narrowness of her waist and the lean curve of her hips were all too apparent in her cocktail waitress costume.
"I can understand why any man could get turned on with you," he confessed, "but I don't like it. You understand?"
Nodding, she explained, "When I'm walking briskly by them I suppose I do turn them on. Do I turn you on, Nick?"
Nick smiled.
"I was just coming to that," he told her. "As a matter of fact, I've let you get by quite awhile."
"So Nina and Betty told me," Kim sighed heavily as she lit a cigarette and took a long puff.
"Would you like to make a little extra money?" Nick grinned knowingly.
Something came over her that made her want to trade jibes with him.
"I don't think you've got enough money to buy me, Nick," she told him flatly.
Nick smiled.
"I suppose you've gotten spoiled with some of the sports around here," he told her. "But there's one thing you're forgetting-" Nick Ellis let his sentence dangle in the air deliberately. He was determined to sabotage her resistance.
"You're a nice-looking girl," he said, clenching his right hand into a fist and smacking it down hard on the desk, "but, baby, if you work for me you'll do as I tell you."
Nervously, Kim nodded.
"Are you trying to tell me something, Nick?" she laughed.
"Don't taunt me," he snapped. "Come on, let me see what you've got underneath that cocktail waitress's costume."
She was angry now. Kim didn't hesitate to tell him what she thought of him.
"Nick, as far as I'm concerned you're a snake. If you want it, come and get it."
The beautiful blonde stood tall and looked at her boss. Nick accepted it as a challenge.
"All right," he said, "if that's the way you want to play the game, it's all right with me."
It was obvious to her that nothing was going to stop him. He came over to her immediately and stood there looking at her ripe, full bosoms.
"What're you staring at, Nick?" she asked him angrily.
"Your tits," he told her. "The way they hang out of that costume it's enough to make any man stare."
"Yeah, and you force me to wear this skimpy costume. Don't forget that."
She was glaring at him, trying her best to keep control. But it wasn't easy.
"Take off your clothes," he told her. "Go ahead."
She tried desperately to smile confidently, but it wasn't easy, for Nick's hot hands were all over her body.
"It's been so long," Nick said, his eyes looking lewdly with a smirking expression down at her crotch.
"Like I told you, Nick," she said, leering up at him, "if you want it, you're gonna pay for it. I don't give freebie fucks."
Nick was stunned at the crude words his beautiful blonde cocktail waitress Kim was using. However, he was prepared to meet her price.
"I can afford it. I'll pay you a hundred dollars. That's plenty. Old Nick is giving you the chance of your life to work your tail off with all of these sailors. And I know you're taking advantage of it. So don't take advantage of me, baby."
At that awkward moment, the cocktail waitress Nina opened the door. She saw Nick standing so close to Kim that for an instant she thought they were joined together.
"Oh, I'm sorry if I'm interrupting anything," Nina quipped coyly.
"Get out of here," Nick exploded. "You know you should never enter my office unless you knock first."
"Yes, and I can see why," Nina said as she moistly slammed the door.
That got Kim more angry than ever.
"At least you might give me the benefit of some privacy," she told him.
"I figured the other girls had gone home," he told her. "They're always acting like they can hardly wait to leave the place. But when you don't want 'em, sure enough, they're around."
She looked at his crotch. Kim could see he was bulging there.
"Do you like the looks of it?" he asked as his eyes observed what she was staring at.
"I like the looks of your money," she told him. "Let's see that first."
Nick didn't take long to peel off a hundred dollars for her.
"There it is," he told her. "Tuck it in your tush."
"Don't get vulgar with me," she snapped as she went up to the door and put the safety bolt on it.
"You should have done this first," she told him in an angry voice.
She began stripping. Nick's eyes couldn't move from her body now. She was so beautiful. Sure, she was cold and she'd sold it plenty of times before, he knew. But it really didn't make any difference. She still had a lot of sex mileage in her and he was gonna get some of it. He looked at her beautiful shoulders and neck. He loved the way her shimmering blonde hair seemed to splash on her shoulders.
"You're so beautiful," he told her, "I could eat you."
"Maybe I'll give you a chance, honey," she told him. "If you know what to do with your tongue."
"I know where to stick it," he said as he glanced at her pubic hair and moistening crotch.
"Why don't you drop down on your knees, tiger?" she suggested. "Let me see what you can do with your mouth."
"I figured you were the kind that would like that," he said with a lewd grin.
Nick wasted no time. He got down on his knees. Then he looked at her beautiful crotch. She could feel his hot breath on her pussy as he moved forward.
"OOOHHH," she gasped, "I LOVE THAT.
LICK ME."
Her heart was thumping, her breath coming in short gasps.
"YES, YESSSS," she panted as she felt his fiery tongue slipping inside of her vagina. "OOOHHH," Kim moaned as she felt him licking at her clit.
It thrilled him when he saw the pouting slit of her pink pussy. And then he pulled his tongue out a moment and let his middle finger lewdly insinuate between the flowered, hair-fringed lips of her cunt.
He flipped his tongue back and forth across her clitoris, as flickers of ecstasy burst in her body shamelessly.
"Oh, Nick," she panted as she ground her hips forward. "I love it."
Her pussy started to juice and this got him even more excited. He gripped her smooth, satin-like ass cheeks and squeezed them. Then he tongue fucked her luridly.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "I CAN'T STAND IT."
Her body was jerking violently, her weight shifting back and forth as her hips bucked obscenely. The delicious sensation of Nick's mouth pressing against her pussy thrilled her.
"OOOHHH, EAT ME, BABY," she begged frantically. "SUCK ME THERE. OOOHHH, YES. I LOVE IT."
The horny bar owner lapped at her cunt with a ravenous hunger. He flipped inside of her vagina excitedly, getting her so stimulated she was trembling.
"OOOHHH," she groaned as the thrills shot through her body, "YES, BABY, YES. I LOVE IT."
Her hips bucked and jerked frantically as the marvelous heat of his mouth thrilled her. But what thrilled her most of all was the way he worked his teeth nibbling at her clitoris, his tongue flicking at her velvety vagina.
"EAT ME," she gasped as a delicious sexy feeling thrilled her so she was juicing.
Her eyes were glazed, her arms shaking violently as she reached down to grasp his head and hold him pinned down over her cunt while she came in his mouth.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," Kim moaned as she shoved forward.
He licked her pussy and sucked it and then slowly let his pink tongue slide from her.
"How about that?" he grinned as he looked at her.
She had to compliment him.
"You sure know how to lick a lady, Nick," she flattered him.
Nick's face beamed with pride.
"And now," he told her, "I'm going to return the favor."
"What do you want me to do, honey?" she smiled.
"I want you to lick my prick. I'm gonna strip now and sit on the edge of the desk and you can suck me as you sit in my chair."
"That's nice," she told him. "I hate to have my knees on the floor."
"That won't be necessary," Nick assured her. "You can draw up my black leather chair, then I'll sit in front of you. And when you see all that prick meat I know you're gonna feel hungry."
Nick flattered himself that she was as eager for his cock as he was for his cunt. Coldly and calculatingly, Kim decided to play the game. After all, he was in it for what he was getting, so why shouldn't she be in it for everything she could get?
Naked she walked over to the chair. She pulled up the black leather chair as Nick positioned himself stark naked on his desk top. He had his legs spread and he was clasping his gigantic cock. She looked at it and brought her lips to the head of it. Then she let her mouth slowly slip along the wetly gleaming underside of his prick.
"OOOHHH, DOES THAT EVER FEEL GOOD," he told her as his hips bucked and jerked frantically at the marvelous heat of her mouth.
He loved the way her moist lips slipped down over his prick.
"SUCK IT," he whispered, "SUCK IT."
The beautiful blonde held the nub of his cock in her mouth for a long moment. She thrilled to the sensations that were surging through her body. She loved his prick.
"OOOHHH," he panted as he pumped it down her throat, "SUCK, BABY, SUCK."
His hands reached down to grip her head. He ran his fingers through her hair as he fucked her face.
"EAT IT," he panted as he drove into her, "SUCK. SUCK MY PRICK. SUCK IT OFF. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, BABY, WHAT A COCK EATER. SUCK MY PRICK. SUCK IT, SUCK IT!"
She continued sucking his cock, thrilling him just the way he wanted to be thrilled.
"OOOHHH, PLAY WITH THE BALLS," he told her. "THAT'S IT. I LOVE IT. OOOHHH, I LOVE IT."
She kept her eyes open so she could see the entire length of his saliva-slickened manhood as he pumped it to her. He was spreading his legs now as he became more excited, pumping it ever deeper down her throat. As she would let her face come closer to his crotch, she could feel his wiry pubic hair tickling her nose.
"SUCK OFF!" he exclaimed. "OOOHHH, THAT'S HOW. SUCK IT."
He was so excited now that he could hardly stand it.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her as he saw her cheeks ballooning in and out as he fucked her, "YOU SURE KNOW HOW TO GIVE A SUPER BLOW JOB."
Relentlessly he fucked her. He was bound and determined that he was going to derive every thrill he knew how from her.
"EAT IT," he panted as his eyes were riveted on her bobbing head. "SUCK. SUCK IT."
He watched in mesmerized lust. It was wonderful the way she was sucking.
"OOOHHH, BABY, LET ME SLIDE IT DOWN YOUR THROAT," he told her.
He let the entire length of his prick glide down her throat until she thought she would choke on his prick meat.
"OOOHHH," he panted as he pumped it to her, "YES. SUCK, SUCK!"
His face was twisting in exaltation as he pumped his cock to her. He enjoyed the feeling of her hands as she played with his balls and massaged his ass cheeks. She was excited, lewd, and desired to be satisfied. She pawed at him as she sucked his prick.
"OOOHHH, YES, BABY," he told her, "I'M HOT. YOU'RE GONNA GET IT. RIGHT IN YOUR MOUTH."
The delicious sensations that she felt prompted her to develop a rhythm to her cock sucking. She loved having the full length of his shaft pumping into her. She wanted to taste him. Nick fucked the beautiful cocktail waitress with abandon, slamming it into her throat. She could feel his balls slap back and forth obscenely on her lips as she kept sucking.
"YES, YESSSSS," he panted as he pumped it to her, "THAT'S WHAT I LIKE. COME ON, SUCK, SUCK."
She was getting so excited now that she could feel her vagina starting to juice again. It was strange for her to understand why she could become this aroused.
"OOOHHH, EAT IT," he whispered sensuously as he brutally finished fucking her face. "SWALLOW IT."
Hot white cum shot down her throat. She gulped greedily, sucking every delicious drop of him.
"OOOHHH," he groaned as he felt her tongue drooling hot slobber all over his penis.
Her lips, teeth and tongue seemed to swallow every inch of him. He thrilled to the way her hands played with his ass cheeks lewdly.
"WOW!" he smiled as she finally eased her mouth off his prick.
Nick still had a hard-on.
"Don't you ever go down?" she asked curiously.
"I can't help it tonight," Nick half-apologized. "You've got me so hot I've got to fuck you again. Baby, why don't you let me stick it to you from behind?"
Her cheeks and jaw ached from all of her cock sucking, but nevertheless, she loved it. The thought of letting him stick his prick up her asshole was not something she looked forward to.
"I... I don't think I'd care for that," she shook her head.
"I'll teach you how it can be done so you'll love it," he smiled.
CHAPTER SIX
Nick grinned as he told Kim what he wanted her to do.
"Now, baby," he smiled, "I want you with your ass angled over the edge of the desk. I want to ram my prick up your butt."
The thought of his huge cock disappearing in her asshole frightened her.
"I can't take all that cock meat up my ass. You've got such a big prick," she shook her head.
It pleased him that she was fearful. If there was anything he liked it was to make a woman feel some pain.
"Now, baby," he said caressingly, "just let me lick your cute ass. I promise you I won't hurt you."
"Well... I guess you could do that," she said as she sighed nervously.
Bending over the edge of Nick's desk, she angled her buttocks so he could have access. He sat down in his chair and pulled it close to her.
He let his hands reach up to grip her smooth, round buttocks. He got his face right in her asshole and soon was tongue fucking her rectum.
"OOOHHH," she panted as she felt him giving her a rim job, "I LOVE IT."
Not only was Nick tongue fucking her asshole, but he let his index finger slip into her pussy. Her hips wiggled wildly as he assaulted her in a two- way, thrilling sensation.
"YES, YESSSSS," she panted deliriously, "OOOHHH, I LOVE IT. SUCK MY ASS. FUCK MY PUSSY. OOOHHH, NICK, OOOHHH!"
She groaned as she felt him getting more aroused. The lurid, moist noise of his sucking on her asshole stimulated her. Then she felt him fingering her cunt until she was starting to juice.
"OOOHHH," she wailed as her body twisted and turned on his stabbing tongue.
At the same time her vagina was juicing and Nick was quick to flip his fingers back and forth in her juicy pussy and apply her cuntal juices to her rectum when he'd pulled his tongue out.
"That'll give you a nice lube job, honey," he said, getting to his feet.
Wasting no time now, Nick quickly gripped her hips. He pulled her back to him.
"I'm gonna fuck your ass," he told her, "and fuck it good."
With a powerful lunge forward he inserted the knob of his huge prick right up her asshole. She let out a gasp so loud that Nick clamped his hand over her mouth.
"Easy does it," he panted as he pumped forward.
"OOOHHH, I CAN'T STAND IT," Kim groaned as she felt her body being torn in two with his thick prick.
The harder she tried to pull away, the tighter Nick gripped her. He was violently fucking her ass.
"OOOHHH," he groaned as he went on ramming it to her, "FUCK. FUCK IT."
He was jabbing it to her with hard strokes.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," he panted as she felt her asshole begin to stretch.
His incredibly large prick went right on ramming inside her.
"You'll love it," he told her. "I'm gonna shove it all the way in there."
He went on ramming up between the fleshy folds of her buttocks. She gritted her teeth against the tightness. It was hard for her to take. The slick surface of her ass that Nick had created by using her cuntal lubrication in her rectum provided good pistoning slickness for his cock.
"FUCK, BABY, FUCK," he panted as he kept pumping it into her. "FUCK."
She bent over farther and he could drive it deeper now. She was squirming and that only provided more pleasure for his stabbing shaft.
"OOOHHH, YES, BABY," he gasped as he went on burying his cock in her ass.
It hurt something terrible. However, she soon didn't care. The awful pain was giving way to some awesome pleasure. She loved it. He kept pumping it to her as her ass bounced back to meet his driving prick jabs.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," Nick panted as he kept driving it into her wickedly. "SCREW IT."
She moaned as she felt him stroking her breasts while he fucked her ass.
"SHOVE BACK TO ME," he begged her. "THAT'S HOW, HONEY. SCREW IT."
"EEEEIIII!" Kim squealed as he drove his monstrous cock home.
Her sensitive asshole was almost splitting with all of his prick meat. She could feel his balls bouncing against her loins as he stabbed it into her.
"OOOHHH!" she groaned, her eyes bulging, her breasts bobbing as his insistent loins continued pumping into her with all of his manly might.
All at once she felt him grinding in all the way. His prick was spearing into her asshole in wild abandon as he shot his load. He was utterly thrilled by the delicious clasping warmth of her tight anus.
"FUCK, FUCK," he groaned. "OOOHHH, I'M CUMMING. SCREW IT."
She kept her ass twisting, her rectal muscles gripping his prick as he pistoned in and out. Kim loved every moment of it. Her hips were churning in circles that made the head of his cock pump deeper in her ass.
"FUCK ME, OOOHHH, FUCK ME," she pleaded. "HARDER!"
Kim was concerned about her own orgasm. It wasn't far off. She could feel it in her pussy as he rammed it to her, driving her to new heights of sexual ecstasy.
"OOOHHH," she groaned as she felt his fingers flipping back and forth in her cunt. "OHHHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. PLAY WITH IT. FUCK ME."
His hot, feverish fingers worked back and forth across her clitoris. Then the lovely blonde was cumming.
"OOOHHH, YES, YESSSS," she panted as he kept his fingers sliding in her slick slit.
Finally he finished pumping his prick in and out of her body. Slowly he eased off and patted her buttocks.
"You're a nice girl," he told her. "You're worth a hundred. I hope you're gonna stay here, because you could make a lot of money in this place."
That was the first time she knew that Nick actually was aware of the fact that many of the cocktail waitresses apparently had been making money on the side hustling with the sailors.
"Why did you act so angry at first?" she demanded. "When I talked with some of the people who came here to drink you blew up."
"Doesn't look good," Nick tried to explain. "We have vice visiting us all the time. If they see the waitresses getting too friendly with some of the sailors they're gonna jump to the right conclusions."
Nick slipped into his shorts and pulled on his pants and got his shirt on next. Kim dressed and told him that she actually had thought at first she never could go through with giving sex to men when they requested it.
"What changed your mind, honey?" he smiled.
"I stopped to think of it," she explained, "and I realized what a fool I was. Why shouldn't I give them a little fun? After all, it's like a handshake. Just a sign of friendship. Of course, it can mean more. But it doesn't have to. I learned something about casual sex, shall we say."
Nick laughed as he listened to her talking.
"That's great," he told her. "Only like I say, be careful who you keep company with. If you get in trouble, honey, you're on your own. Don't call me to post bail."
Startled, she looked at him.
"Some waitresses have asked you to post bail?" she demanded.
"Of course," he nodded. "And I don't like to. I wouldn't have enough money to operate the bar if I was always bailing my girls out and paying for their attorneys and all."
"Nina and Betty, have they been hauled in?"
"No, they're nice kids," he explained. "They know how to keep their nose clean. Make sure you do the same thing, 'cause I don't want any trouble."
"Yes, Nick," she replied.
Nick smiled at her.
"I have an idea if you'd be interested in making some more money," he told her, "how you could do it. How would you like to be a star?"
"What?" she demanded. "Me... a star?"
"Yeah," Nick grinned. "A porno flick star. There are openings. I have a friend who is making a new movie. He said that I should look for talent. You look like the kind of girl who would photograph well. I'll just be you'd have a great career in pictures, if you put your mind to it." She smiled as she contemplated the suggestion. "I don't know as I could get involved in anything like that," she shook her head.
He looked at her round, jutting breasts. "Honey, you were made for it."
His eyes swept to her long, trim legs and once more he focused on the lean curve of her hips.
"You've got it," he told her. "You've either got it or you haven't got it. And, honey, you've got it."
"I appreciate your vote of confidence," she assured him, "but I'm not quite so sure that I would care to work in films like that."
"It would be the opportunity of a lifetime," he told her, "and you should take advantage of it."
"No... no, I don't think so," she told him. "Well, it's all right with me," he told her. "But you could have made a grand for a couple days' work."
"That much?" she questioned him. "Naturally," he told her, "and you would be wearing a wig and other disguises so no one would ever recognize you. Being a blonde, they probably would give you a brunette wig. In that way you could feel immune from anyone knowing you or recognizing you."
The more Kim thought about it, the more it did seem like a good idea.
"That's real nice of you, Nick, to think of me," she smiled. "Do you have the name of a producer who makes porno flicks?"
"I just happen to have one handy," Nick said, opening his wallet, taking out a card, and handing it to her.
"Thank you, Nick," she told him. "Maybe I should consider you my agent."
"Forget that," he told her. "But you might call Tim Courtney. Tim is a square-shooter, honey, and he won't rob you."
"That's awfully nice of you to want to help me, Nick," she told him.
Nick gave her a little peck-on-the-cheek kiss and thanked her for a good time.
When she walked out to her car in the parking lot, who should be waiting there but Nina.
"Damn, baby, I felt so bad when I popped in unannounced like that."
"Oh, it's all right, you didn't mean any harm," Kim assured her.
"I know I didn't, baby," she said softly, "but it does burn me up that that bastard has you screwing with him, too. He made Betty and me. Did he tell you?"
"No, he never said a word," Kim assured her. "But I assumed the same. You girls told me what the score was. I guess he just waited until he felt like fucking the hell out of me and tonight was his night."
"Why don't you come over to my place tonight?" Nina asked. "We can talk things over. There are so many things I would like to discuss with you."
"Can't we talk about them over here?"
"In the parking lot?" the beautiful brunette cocktail waitress asked, glancing over her shoulder as if some intruder was standing nearby, listening.
"I suppose it isn't the most convenient place in the world," Kim admitted, "but at least you could get off your chest what's bothering you."
"If you don't mind, dear," she told her, "I would prefer a little privacy. Actually, honey, there is a reason why I would like to speak to you." Finally Kim agreed to follow in her car behind her. When she got to Nina's apartment she had second thoughts. It was so damn late she figured she wouldn't get any sleep at all if she went to her place. However, she finally agreed.
"I just have a little place here," Nina told her, "but it's home. Honey, tell me what he did." Shaking her head, Kim told her she didn't want to relive the gory details.
"I'm just as well content to forget about it," she assured her.
"I'm certain you are," she told her frankly, "but it would be so nice if we could confide in one another. When two kindred souls communicate, it helps ease the conscience."
"I don't need to confess anything to anyone," Kim snapped angrily. "I did what I did because I wanted to get some extra money. Nick paid me."
Nina shook her head in amazement.
"The cheapskate bastard never paid Betty or me one thin dime for giving him wild fucks. As a matter of fact, he used to get the two of us to turn on with him. I can't think of anything more disgusting than that. Can you?"
"Oh, Nick isn't such a bad person, as people go," Kim insisted.
"It isn't that," Nina insisted. "Would you like a drink, dear?"
After a couple of drinks, Nina suggested she stay for the night.
"For what there is left of it, I guess I might as well," Kim agreed.
Kim didn't have her pajamas so she simply stripped. And when Nina caught sight of her blonde naked body, she reached down to her pubic vee, permitting her finger tips to gently ease back and forth across the blonde down curls.
"Oh, baby, you're so beautiful," Nina said.
"Are you turning on with me?" Kim laughed.
Nina smiled and nodded. And then she touched her warm, flowing breasts with her hands, fondling them affectionately. She let her hands suddenly slide smoothly back and forth across her vagina. The raging genital heat could not be denied. Kim was getting excited.
The gorgeous brunette let two fingers slide inside the blonde's pussy lips and she began arousing her.
"Like it?" Nina grinned.
It was obvious to Nina that Kim was enjoying herself.
"That does feel good," she told her.
Looking at Nina and realizing how she was feasting on the nakedness of her body and playing with her lush breasts and her moistening vagina, caused Kim to ask her point blank, "Are you a lesbian?"
"No way, honey," she told her. "I like getting screwed by a big horny dude. But, baby, when I see a gorgeous gal like you with tremendous tits and a beautiful pussy, there's only one thing to do-lick it and love it."
There was a strange feeling that was coming over Kim. This was unnatural and she was frightened about what was happening.
"You'd better stop," Kim warned her.
For a moment Nina hesitated.
"All right," she blurted.
They went to the bed and stretched out, naked. But it wasn't long before Nina was once more reaching over to play with Kim's beautiful bosoms.
"You have tits of your own," Kim reminded her. "Why does it excite you to touch mine?"
"I know, honey," Nina smiled understandingly. "I have beautiful breasts. Men go ape when they lick them and play with them. But I also enjoy playing with tits. So what's wrong with me playing with yours?"
A smile crept about Kim's lips.
"You wanted to see me naked, didn't you?" she asked her.
It brought a blush to Nina's face to admit the truth.
"Yes," she admitted.
She continued playing with her breasts, then let her mouth begin licking at them.
"You shouldn't be doing that," Kim insisted.
Nina paid no attention. She would suck first one breast and then the other. And at the same time she was reaching down between her legs. She kept her finger insistently plunging between her vaginal lips as if she were fucking her.
"Oh, I can't understand it," Kim groaned. "It feels so good. But I shouldn't be doing this. It's all wrong."
As far as Nina was concerned, there was nothing right or wrong regarding sex. The important thing was pleasure.
"You really know how to use your fingers down there," Kim told her huskily.
"Yes, baby," she agreed, "and you should feel; my tongue."
All at once Kim felt as though she was having sex with some kind of a sex maniac.
"What's wrong with you?" Kim demanded.
"You're very narrow-minded, honey," Nina said with a sly smile as she let her tongue lick to her flat stomach.
"Stop it," Kim begged.
But there was a heat rising from the pit of her stomach. Her loins began to throb in response to the obscene tongue lashing that was taking place around her crotch. Her hips moved suddenly. But it did no good. For her female lover was on her, tongue fucking her. Lewdly, obscenely and lasciviously she licked at her cunt lips.
"OOOHHH, STOP IT, STOP IT," Kim panted. "STOP IT."
She was whimpering, mewling with delicious erotic pleasure as she felt Nina's tongue and mouth and lips licking her pink slit.
"OHHHH, YES, YES," she finally panted as her hotly spasming pussy began juicing. "OOOHHH, I LOVE IT. SUCK ME, SUCK ME."
Her buttocks obscenely undulated and then she threw her legs around her girl friend's shoulders. She ground her cunt in her face as she came.
"EAT ME, EAT ME," she groaned as her hands held Nina in a vise-like grip over her pussy. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT."
Nina's tongue laved her pink cunt. She squirmed salaciously, enjoying the delicious sensations that were shooting through her body. Her entire body had become a glowing furnace of lust as she juiced, reveling in the lavish wantonness that was exploding between her luscious, long legs.
Tasting her brought enormous pleasure to Nina. She licked and sucked at her cunt noisily.
Kim's moans degenerated into hoarse muffled gasps as she kept grinding her pussy into her female lover's mouth.
Finally Nina pulled away. She looked up at her with pleasure and awe.
"You're so beautiful," she exclaimed.
Releasing her legs from her lover's shoulders, Kim smiled down at her.
"You did know how to excite me. I can't believe it. I enjoyed it with another woman."
"Yes, darling, you did," Nina reminded her, "because you let yourself go. You're losing your inhibitions, darling, and now you're going to start enjoying life."
"I hope so," Kim said as she looked away evasively.
In the heat of her passion she had lost sight of her morals. Now that she was satisfied, a strange loathing returned to her. The guilt and shame and humiliation and the fears of her future surfaced in one angry blast of feeling.
"What are you thinking about?" Nina asked coyly as she lay beside her.
"Nothing," Kim replied swiftly, not wanting to let on about her true feelings.
The two women slept together that night. In the morning Nina got up and fixed breakfast for Kim.
"How do you want your eggs?" Nina grinned.
"Sunny-side up," Kim replied.
CHAPTER SEVEN
After breakfast Nina made a very bold suggestion.
"Kim, have you ever thought about living with another girl and sharing the expenses?"
"No, I couldn't do that," Kim told her.
"I have a nice place here," Nina told her, "but it could be better."
"Yes, I guess we could all find better places," Kim confessed.
"Honey," she told her, "I want to tell you something. There has never been a time in my life that I wanted anything more than knowing myself. I haven't found myself. But I'm looking."
After breakfast Kim went back to her apartment. She had a business call to make. She'd made up her mind that she was going to check on the possibilities of working in films. If she could make movies by day and work at Nick's bar by night, she could make a lot of loot. She could find her own posh apartment. Maybe she could even build a savings account. That would be wonderful.
She took the card that Nick had handed her and dialed the phone number. When she heard a male voice she told him, "My name is Kim. I work at Nick Ellis's bar. Nick told me I could phone you about the possibility of working in movies."
"Oh, yes," he began, "that's very nice of him to have you call me."
Kim was anxious to get into a meaningful conversation with him.
"Have you had any experience in pictures before?" he asked her.
"No," she admitted, "nothing but home movies."
"Not the kind of pictures, of course, that we're interested in."
"I'm afraid not," she told him. "Mother was very strict."
"When can we get together to talk about this further?" Tim Courtney asked Kim.
"Well, any time," she replied.
"How about this afternoon?"
"Well, I have to be at work at six," she explained, "but I suppose I could drop by around three."
"Fine," he told her. "Do you have the address? It's on the card. If you have any problems finding my office, just give me a call."
"Thank you, Tim," she told him.
The stunning blonde made a point to dress in a very appealing outfit. She wanted to give herself the edge in his evaluation of her film potential.
When she walked into Tim Courtney's office, it didn't take her long to see the type of films that he had in mind. The walls were covered with pictures of female breasts. However, the women's faces weren't showing. Just the breasts. Another wall had a series of crotch shots. And the same thing applied. There were no faces, no legs, just crotches on one side and breasts on the other.
"This is my little den of iniquity where I gather my inspiration for my film plots," he smiled.
"Oh," Kim said as she went over to his desk, took a chair and sat down.
"I could just visualize what you would look like," Tim Courtney smiled. "You are indeed attractive. Nick phoned me about you and said that he had a real knockout of a blonde working for him. But I didn't think that I would feast my eyes on anything quite as appealing as you, young lady."
"Quit turning yourself on," Kim told him, "and tell me what my chances are to make some money. That's what I'm interested in."
"Aren't we all?" the porno film producer smiled. "Now first I would like to see what you have. Purely business. I've seen enough naked flesh in my time so that I don't become stimulated by you. In other words, you're like a piece of merchandise to me."
"Well, it's nice to know that I count for something," she laughed.
She wasn't quite so sure that Tim Courtney was telling her the truth. He was a man in his early thirties with a mustache, black hair and penetrating brown eyes. He had a deep suntan and looked as if he took life easy a lot of the time.
"Can I get you something to drink?" he smiled. "It might help you unwind so you could feel at ease when you strip and walk naked back and forth across this room for me."
"Why should I walk naked back and forth across this room for you?" she demanded. "When you haven't hired me, I think I'm giving you a freebie."
"That would be true if I was a voyeur," he smiled understandingly. "The fact of the matter is, young lady, I'm a producer. You can't imagine the deception that goes on in this business. I've seen lovely women come in here with magnificent bosoms. That is, until they strip. Instead of breasts I discover they have padding in their bra. I'm not taking chances."
"Everything I have is my own," Kim said, "and I can sign a statement. An affidavit, if that's what you want."
"I want to look for myself," the producer said in a very demanding voice.
Kim thought about it a long moment.
"And what price do you pay for a girl who performs in one of your films?"
"A star gets a grand," he told her. "And a second lead gets five hundred."
Already the price was being halved. Kim was certain that Tim Courtney would be telling her that she was worth five hundred instead of a thousand. It was amazing how Nick and Tim seemed to work together in perfect synchronization. Maybe the Casbah Bar was simply a supply base for porno flicks, as well as a source of entertainment for sailors to keep them coming into his establishment.
"All right," Kim said indignantly, "but let me tell you something. I'm not playing second string in your porno flicks. If I can't be a star, I don't care to work in them."
"You're being unreasonable," the producer shook his head. "I have girls that I turn away. I'm only giving you an opportunity to show me what you have because of a friendship with Nick. I hope you understand that."
"Take it or leave it," the beautiful blonde said in a cool tone that made the producer realize he was dealing with someone who was as headstrong and determined as he was.
"Of course," he acknowledged, "now and then there does come along a girl who has everything it takes and we star her. However, don't think that every girl could be a Linda Lovelace. She had special qualities that put her in a class by herself and that's why she became a star. Who is it today they still talk about? Of course, it's little Miss Lovelace. A beautiful lady."
When he told her that he would definitely give her a chance to star, providing that he liked what she had to offer, she decided to strip. But not before she had a drink.
"Being the shy kind," she said, "it isn't easy for me to take off my clothes before a perfect stranger."
"Of course, we're all virgins," the producer told her as he looked at her starting to take off her clothes.
As Kim removed her clothes she saw the producer's eyes light up. It was apparent he was becoming aroused.
"Lovely breasts," he observed. "Succulent. I like the way they bounce when you walk. Now let's finish. It's very important to see what your legs look like."
She began stripping off her skirt. And then, when he caught sight of her pubic hair through her sheer panties, he was almost licking his lips. She recognized how thrilled he was becoming.
"Why do you look at me like that?" she demanded.
"It's perfectly natural," the producer said angrily as he stared at her.
"Maybe it is," she said as she tugged the elastic waistband of her panties, slipped them off, and paraded around in front of him.
As he caught sight of her curvaceous breasts, he again complimented her.
"You've got a beautiful ass," he told her, "and lovely breasts. So many breasts sag. Yours don't. But what I find most inspiring of all is your pussy, if you don't mind me calling it that."
"It's better than cunt," Kim told him coldly.
"You're a pretty tough cookie," he told her.
"I get around," she told him. "I've found out how people think working at the Casbah Bar. The only way I ever make any tips is being immune to all of the men giving me a pat on the ass or pinching at my breasts. I don't want black-and-blue marks on my ass or on my tits. So I tell them to keep their hands off. I also tell them that if they must touch me, do it lightly."
Tim Courtney burst out laughing.
"You're a very unique woman," he told her. "As a matter of fact, I think you do have the makings of a star. Come over here, honey, and let me see you closer."
"All right," she told him. "If you can control yourself, that is."
The producer burst out laughing.
"You certainly have a lot of confidence," he told her. "If anything, you are overly confident of your charms."
However, when she walked over to him and he looked up at her massive, succulent breasts bouncing and heaving, he got more excited than ever.
"Wow!" he told her. "I can see those tits in a big close-up."
"If I'm a star," she smiled, "I suppose you can photograph me any way you want to. However, Nick assured me I would have a wig and other disguises so that no one would ever recognize me. The last thing I would want would be to be walking down the street and have someone come up and recognize me."
"Of course," Tim Courtney nodded quickly. "We take care of all of those things. You don't have to worry at all, my dear."
"I certainly hope not," she told him.
He made no bones of the fact that he was becoming excited with her.
"Now, if you don't mind," he told her, "I would like to find out personally what it's like to fuck you."
For a second she stood there mesmerized by his eyes. As she looked into his eyes it was almost as if she was walking back in time. There was something timelessly wicked in that lustful gaze that he held her in.
"Why should I?" she snapped.
"Because," he explained, "I'm a very appealing man. And I know how eager you are to discover what it's like to ball with me."
She recognized that he was a handsome man. And as he got to his feet and went over to the edge of the desk and sat down and parted his legs, she could see what a huge cock he had. He reached down and unzipped his fly and pulled out his turgid male member. "Do you like the looks of that?" he smiled.
"You shouldn't talk to me like that," the blonde cocktail waitress snapped as her face flushed in embarrassment and shame.
"Let's use the couch over there," he suggested.
For a moment she could only think of one thing. Getting the grand that he'd promised her.
"Am I gonna get that part?" she snapped. "You know, the star of your flick. One thousand dollars?"
Nodding slowly, he smiled at her. His hands gripped his throbbing penis.
"Are you gonna go over there to the sofa, honey?"
She looked at the comfortable black leather sofa at the side of the room.
"Yes, why not?" she smiled, a curious new gleam coming to her lustrous blue eyes.
Kim was playing a new game now, and she was determined to come out the winner.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Kim couldn't understand how his desires had suddenly become her desires. But she knew she couldn't help herself. He might categorize her as some kind of nymphomaniac, but at this moment she couldn't care less. All she knew was that she wanted him. Kim wanted every rigid inch of his prick meat in her hands. She wanted to massage and play with his balls. She wanted to pull his prick at a speedy tempo.
His lust for her was matched now by her own naked lust for him. There he was, coming over to the sofa where she was sitting naked.
"You're a nice girl, Kim," he told her. "Stay that way always. You have that innocent way about you that will always turn a man on. That's what I look for in a girl."
A flood tide of memories seemed to sweep over her as he began undressing. She recalled all too vividly the other men who stripped. She could see their bulging crotches. Kim could see the outline of their penis against their shorts as they got horny to have sex with her.
"Come on, baby," he smiled as he stripped his shorts off, "let's see what you can do."
He sat down on the edge of the sofa.
"Look," she apologized, "I... I just can't go through with it."
"I'm not gonna force you," he assured her, "but it's been a long time since any gal has given me the kind of fucking I like."
Even though the producer had said it crudely, he had spoken the truth and somehow she respected his honesty. And this bothered her. She wanted his horny, big prick riding into her.
"All right," she agreed.
She wasn't going to betray her own desires. And as she lay there looking at him, he wasted no time.
"I want to see you fingering your snatch," he told her. "I'll jack off while you're slipping your finger back and forth in your pussy. How about that?"
"Anything you say," she whispered.
Leaning back on the sofa, he spread his legs and reached for his throbbing, long prick. Tim began pumping on it with hard, up-and-down movements.
While he was doing this, the beautiful blonde let her hands reach up to toy with her firm, ripe breasts, with their cherry-red nipples. The producer enjoyed the sight of her finger tips pinching the taut nipples. Finally her hands found her supple thighs, her inner thighs and they began to pinch and rub. Only this time she was getting excited looking at him pulling up and down on the length of his throbbing, big cock.
All at once her slender middle finger eased into her vagina. Using two fingers, she parted the tender outer lips of her pussy and began to flip them maddeningly against the distended nub of her hot clitoris, that had slipped wetly forward from the moist protection of its sheath, like the miniature cock of a dog. She pumped smoothly.
The cocktail waitress shivered to the tips of her pink lacquered toenails, biting her sensuously pouting lower lip to keep from crying out in obscene desire.
Then, as she kept fingering her cunt faster, she quivered with silent desire.
"It's beautiful," he whispered huskily as he saw her seething, pink cunt.
Her eyes never left the lust-inflamed spectacle of Tim's jacking-off movements. How she wished that he would thrust his prick in her mound. She wanted to drop to her knees before him, she wanted him to fuck her senseless.
All at once his hands stopped pumping. Then he looked at her lustfully.
"I want you to lick my cock," he told her. "I want to slip it in your mouth. I wanna see how you suck."
Strangely, his words seemed to freeze in her mind.
"Blow me," he told her.
She reached out. She felt of his huge, throbbing penis. It was a dirty act that he was asking her to perform. Yet she wanted to.
"Go ahead," he told her, "do it."
Nervously, she told him she couldn't.
"An awful lot of women are crazy about cock sucking," he insisted.
"I... I can't," she apologized.
"Baby," he smiled, "you don't know what you're missing."
"Maybe I could pull on it for you," she suggested.
Even though he was anxious for her to suck him, he figured he would work step by step to break her resistance down.
"As you like it," he smiled.
Timidly she reached out to grip his throbbing, long penis. Just having her hand touching his cock made his entire body quiver. For one thrilling instant he could imagine how stimulating and exciting it would be if only she would slip her mouth down over his huge penis shaft.
He watched her as her hand clasped his cock. He placed his hand over her hand and guided her.
"Up and down, up and down," he explained. "Get the rhythm in your hand. That's how. Come on, if you're gonna jack it off get some rhythm. Pull on my prick."
No man had ever asked Kim to jack him off. It was a completely new experience for her. Holding Tim's penis firmly in her hand, she began pumping vigorously.
"OOOHHH, THAT'S NICE," he told her, complimenting her. "REACH DOWN. MASSAGE MY BALLS WHILE YOU'RE AT IT. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, THAT'S WHAT I WANT."
The husky tone of his voice and his reddening face indicated how aroused he'd become.
With her free hand she reached down to gently caress his balls while her other hand played with his prick.
"THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT," he panted as she pumped. "OOOHHH, YES, YESSSS. KEEP IT UP. YES. JACK IT OFF. OOOHHH, I LOVE IT. OHHHHHH, AAAHHH!"
She could tell just how excited he was. He'd spread his legs and his hips were pumping up in time to her hand grabs on his prick.
"YES, BABY," he told her. "OOOHHH, BABY, GO DOWN ON IT."
He played with her bosoms. And then he gently pressed on the back of her neck. He was bringing her face down to his cock.
As her mouth moved closer to his penis, the more lusty desires she felt. It was strange, but how she wanted it. She could see crystal cum drops oozing at the tip of his throbbing cock head.
"LICK IT," he whispered sensuously.
"OOOHHH, PLEASE, KIM. LICK MY PRICK."
Urgently his voice begged her to accommodate his strange lusty desires.
"SUCK, SUUUUUCK," he panted as he felt her tongue gently licking at the head of his throbbing penis.
All at once he felt her lips fasten firmly at his cock head. She was sucking vigorously, sucking instinctively. He loved the sight of her cheeks ballooning as she sucked.
"YES, YESSS," he panted. "OOOHHH, WHAT A COCK EATER. COME ON. SUCK MY PRICK. SUCK IT OFF."
He pumped his long, hard cock farther down her throat.
"LIKE THAT," he told her. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. TO THE BACK OF YOUR THROAT, BABY. OOOHHH, SUCK, SUCK."
Sucking smoothly now, she was becoming more aroused than ever. She could feel her mound moistening as she sucked on his meaty cock tip.
"YOU'RE GONNA GET IT, BABY," he promised her. "I'LL FLOOD YOUR FACE WITH MY SPERM. SUCK, SUCK."
She was delirious with excitement now as he continued thrusting forward.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES. SUCK IT OFF. SUCK, SUCK!"
She could taste him starting to cum. She massaged his lust-bloated balls.
"OOOHHH," he panted as the raging genital heat prompted him to change his position.
He wanted to be on top. He wanted to slide it to her so that he could see every thrust down her throat. He rolled over and positioned himself. She was underneath him now. Tim could watch his throbbing, long cock meat sliding into her face. She was on her back, looking up. Her hands gripped his ass cheeks. She played with his sinewy buttocks while he cock fucked her face.
"Massage my ass," he panted as he kept pumping it to her.
Her hands groped his round, firm buttocks. Caressing his ass cheeks lovingly, he kept pumping his rock-hard cock to her.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her, "THAT'S REAL THROAT FUCKING."
Tim thrilled to the sensation of sliding his prick down her throat. She felt she was going to choke on his saliva-slickened prick.
His balls bounced on her lips as he would fill her face with his thick, skewering prick meat.
"I'M ALMOST THERE," he whispered sensuously. "KEEP SUCKING. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, COCK EATER. SUCK OFF. SUCK IT, SUCK IT."
Her lips were fastened firmly on his spongy prick tip. She was eager to suck the sweet male sperm from his manhood.
Hot flashes of desire surfaced in her body as her burning lips clasped his penis tightly. Kim's torrid tongue swept over the head of his prick over and over again. She could taste him starting to cum, and this made her body tingle with new-found arousal.
His hands gripped her head. He wanted to make sure she didn't pull away from his meaty erection when he shot her his load.
"EAT IT," he panted. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. SUCK. SUCK IT OFF."
Kim was curious to discover what he would taste like. She wanted to feel all of his prick exploding in her mouth.
"OOOHHH," he groaned as he almost choked her with his gushing cum load. "I'M CUMMING. SUCK ME, SUCK ME."
He watched her suck his seed, and swallow his thick sperm load.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," he panted. "SUCK IT. OOOHHH, YOU LIKE IT. SUCK, SUCK!"
His body was bristling with lusty desire. He could never get his wife to blow him. And to find a woman who could suck and swallow and love it thrilled his balls.
"OOOHHH, EAT IT," he gasped as he shot into her. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. SUCK OFF, SUCK OFF."
Hot, gushing, spurting spasm shot down her throat. She gulped deliriously as she finished sucking him off.
When he pulled his prick out of her mouth, she suddenly felt lonely. She had enjoyed his penis so much.
He rolled over and lay down on the sofa beside her.
"You're fantastic," he told her. "You really are something. Nick said you were tremendous. But I had no idea."
That got her angry.
"Did you trade notes with Nick about how good or how bad I was?" she asked him.
"Honey," he told her, "don't be like that. Nick is one of our fans."
"Nick uses me like he uses everybody that works at his place," she told him flatly.
"He gives you girls a great opportunity," Tim shook his head. "Think of the sailors that come in there every night. That's the way a lot of women get rich."
"Well, when you put it like that I guess I should consider him quite a marvelous person. However, I wasn't such a lecherous dame until I met him. Now he has me fucking and sucking up a storm."
He laughed.
"That's what makes the world go 'round," he told her. "Sex. There's nothing wrong with it."
She looked at his handsome face. The thought of having him down around her crotch stimulated and aroused her.
"How about eating me?" she suggested.
He smiled.
"Baby, it would be an honor," he said, affectionately wrapping his arms around her.
He kissed her passionately. It almost seemed as though he was trying to say thanks for a fabulous cock suck. Then she felt him lowering his body. It didn't take him long to get down to her breasts. He sucked on her bosoms and then worked to her pubic vee. He could see the fleecy curls of her blonde pubic area. The beaded moistness that rimmed her tender pink cunt lips thrilled him. Her legs responded as he bent over farther with lusty desire. The tempting folds of her cunt seemed to flower open in eagerness.
"OOOHHH, YES, BABY," he said as he cupped his hands under the voluptuous swell of her naked buttocks.
Tim held her ass cheeks up in the air. He was a muscular man and she loved the way he licked all around her behind. It gave her a total surprise when he suddenly plunged his stiffened tongue right up her tight, hot ass.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "OHHH!"
Letting his tongue flip smoothly around her behind, he asked her boldly, "Like my rim job?"
"You should know," she whispered. "Look at my pussy."
Sure enough, as his eyes swept to her dripping pussy lips, he could tell she was juicy already. Nodding, he eased two fingers into her vagina. He kept slipping them back and forth, getting them wetter. And then he withdrew his fingers from her pouting cunt lips. He promptly proceeded to slip one slick finger into her asshole.
Now he brought his face over her pussy with quivering desire. Kim could almost feel her body burning up with lusty desire. This was the kind of sex she loved.
"OOOHHH," she groaned as she felt his finger sliding up her asshole.
Then his mouth pressed tightly over her cunt. Withdrawing his finger from her crotch, he reached up once more to play with her bosoms. His finger tips pinched the distended taut nipples.
"YES, BABY, YES," she told him, "I LOVE IT."
He had her totally turned on. Opening her legs shamelessly, she let him pump his tongue frantically into her musky cunt.
She couldn't help it. The words, lewd and licentious, tumbled from her lips.
"SUCK MY CUNT," she gasped as she felt his fiery tongue bringing her to a frenzied pitch of passionate fever.
She knew that if he kept tongue fucking her this way she would soon climax. He clasped her smooth ass cheeks and slid underneath her. He brought her pussy to his face. His tongue pumped into her now at a savage tempo as he sucked her lewdly.
"YES, OOOHHHH, YES," she panted as the raging fires in her pussy caused her to juice.
As she gushed in his mouth he nibbled on her clitoris. Her hands gripped him tightly.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," she cried in passionate sensual abandon. "OOOHHH, I LOVE IT, I LOVE IIIITTTT."
He'd gotten her so stimulated that she had to have his hard prick driving into her pussy. She reached down to his stiff cock. She pulled it gently back and forth.
The blood-engorged length of Tim's throbbing penis told her how aroused he was. She had to have his cock meat riding inside of her.
"You like it?" he winked.
She nodded silently.
When she jacked his cock to where he was rock hard again and starting to ooze cum, he knew he had to fuck her. She lay beside him, facing him, and parting her thighs she felt his cock shoot up between her inviting, warm legs.
Anxiously Tim thrust his huge prick into her moist cunt hole. Her arms swept around him. She gripped him desperately, breathing in short, shallow gasps as her nails clawed his strong back.
The blonde's thighs shamelessly opened wide and closed around his hips as he rolled effortlessly over onto her naked body.
"You're so big and hard," she whispered. "Shove it in my cunt. Fuck me."
Gasping and hissing with frenzied passions that burned hotly in her belly and threatened to consume her, she had to have him.
"YES, BABY," he whispered as he rhythmically rode into her cunt, "THAT'S HOW. GRAB IT WITH YOUR PUSSY."
Her cuntal muscles clasped his sliding, throbbing prick. She gripped the firm globes of his pumping ass cheeks in her hot hands. He pumped it to her with fiery rhythm and she screwed right back.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she passionately cried out as lewd, wanton desires took over.
"YES, BABY, YES," he whispered, "FINGER MY ASS."
The smile on his face as he told her to do this made her look up at him with loving lust. She parted his smooth ass cheeks. And then she let her fingers squirm into his tight anus. As he felt it sliding up his asshole, probing deeper between his thighs, he got more aroused than ever. She squirmed under his muscled weight.
"OOOHHH, COME ON, BABY," he told her, "SHOVE BACK TO ME."
She couldn't get enough of him.
"I NEED YOUR BIG COCK SOOOO BAD," she mewled in a hoarse whisper, kissing him again and again, leaving passionate welts of naked arousal across his back as her fingernails clawed him. "YES," she gasped, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
Slipping her index finger from his asshole, she squeezed the Firm, sinewy cheeks of his buttocks. He rubbed his hairy chest across her silky bosoms with their taut nipples. She could feel him pumping deeper and harder.
"MORE, BABY, MORE," she told him. "I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF IT."
She was groaning impetuously, hardly able to stand it any longer. Her silky legs opened until she wondered if she could take much more.
Her voice was richening and crackling with fervent arousal. Tim could see the blonde's lips tremble as she spoke, her eyelids fluttering as if she was about to lose consciousness. He could tell that she was about to juice.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he groaned, "SCREW IT. GRAB IT. MILK IT."
Tim continued pumping his burning penis between her thighs, fucking the hell out of her. She could hardly stand it as he began riding her. He was sawing in and out, giving her pussy a wild workout.
"I'M ALMOST THERE, BABY," he told her. "OOOHHH, YOU'RE GONNA GET IT."
The producer kept pumping his cock between the pliant, moist folds of the cocktail waitress's ravenous pussy. He had never become so turned on before in all of his life.
"AAAHHH!" he groaned. "IT'S SHOOTING. I'M CUMMING."
Sure enough, he was shooting hot white sperm. It jetted into her pussy with volcano-like force.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME!" she panted passionately as he continued driving his piercing manhood into her gripping cunt hole. "FUCK, FUCK!"
Her cuntal muscles grabbed his cock and squeezed. He shot load after load as her pussy muscles continued pulling on his throbbing, long prick. And then she came, too.
"OOOHHH," she panted, "I'M CUMMING. I'M CUMMMMING!"
When he had finished fucking her, he slowly eased his cock from her pussy.
"WOW!" she smiled at him. "THAT WAS SOME FUCK!"
She couldn't seem to get enough of him. He had given her a wild ride. And she got a big jolt out of the delicious sensations that had flashed in her body.
"I LOVED IT," she told him.
As he lay there obviously delighted in the aftershocks of the orgasm, he asked her, "Who taught you to screw like that?"
no "Oh, it comes natural to me," she told him. "I didn't have to take screwing lessons, believe me."
He reached up and tweaked her left bosom.
"I'm thinking of the film that we're gonna be making next," he told her, "and I was wondering if you would care if we called it Ass Rider."
She shook her head.
"Well, that depends. Am I gonna have to take on the whole crew or just one male?"
He assured her that the entire crew was not going to get a crack at her.
"I won't permit such a thing to happen," he told her frankly. "You are a choice piece. I certainly would not let the whole crew take a stab at your gorgeous ass."
He asked her out to dinner but she hesitated.
"No," she told him, "I've got so much work to do at the bar I don't have time for dinners. I only get one day a week off. And I have to have some time to myself."
"I understand," he told her pleasantly. "Now don't tell Nick all about our little adventure here. It might get him uptight. After all, he tells me he paid to screw you. He said you were a real cool dame who never would turn on with a man unless she got something out of it."
Kim burst out laughing.
"Nick doesn't happen to appeal to me. You do."
"That makes me real happy," he told her. "And I assure you that you will be pleased with the picture part we will give you. Our make-up people are so excellent that you'll never have to worry about identification. No one will recognize you. You're a stunning blonde and I think we should have you as a girl with black hair and blue eyes in our film. We could even use contact lenses, but that does cost quite a bit extra. So we just confine it to wigs and props and make-up that we have in our studios. That works well."
"By the way, where do you have your studios?" she asked curiously.
"We film in my home," he explained, "and we keep all of the camera equipment in the garage. I could rent a studio, but I don't see any reason to throw money away, do you?"
"Of course not," she told him.
She began dressing.
"Tell me," he asked her curiously, "what kind of sex do most men ask for?"
Thinking about it a moment, she turned and told him frankly, "I guess they go for blow jobs. They like to eat pussy and some of them like to have ass fucking. Sure, they like to have a regular screw. And I don't blame them. But strangely, they want these bizarre kinds of sex more than the regular way."
"The missionary position has become rather tame," he admitted candidly, "and I suppose that's why they want to try something different. I guess it's the nature of the beast to want to be perverse."
She laughed.
"I guess we're all that way," she told him. "As a matter of fact I enjoy doing off-beat, kinky things myself. You are really quite a nice-looking stud."
Looking at her watch, she realized she had to get going.
"I'm never gonna make it to that damn bar if I don't get out of here."
"Get cracking," he told her.
Kim dressed and he did, too. He had ignored the phone ringing during their sexual session.
"You ought to pull that phone jack off the wall while we're having sex," she told him.
"No," he shook his head, "I like to keep it ringing. My wife gets suspicious when I pull the phone jack out. When she gets home at night she asks me who I was making it with."
"She doesn't sound like the trusting wife."
"No, Clare doesn't trust me. But I can't blame her. I have been a very licentious man who has played around at every opportunity that I could get. But I'm only human."
"So am I, honey," she smiled as she came over to him.
She was only wearing her panties now. She pressed her naked breasts against his chest and passionately kissed him. His lips swept along hers and then he let his tongue slide inside of her mouth. The blonde sucked on the producer's tongue.
When he pulled out, panting, he looked into her eyes lustfully.
"What I wouldn't give to have a night with you," he told her. "I can just imagine all of the wild things we could do together. You're as crazy to fuck and suck as I am."
"I'm afraid I am," she assured him in a husky, soft voice that got him all aroused again.
Kim finished dressing. She went over to the mirror and carefully brushed her hands through her hair as she tried to see if she was beginning to look like a tramp.
"Now next week I'll be getting in touch with you," he assured her, "and we'll try to work it in to your day off. I don't want to conflict with Nick's schedule at the bar. He would never forgive me if I kept one of his waitresses away from work."
"No, Nick probably wouldn't forgive you," she laughed.
After she had gone from his office and down to her car, Kim gave more thought to the film. Maybe she was making a big mistake. What if they couldn't use make-up in such a way that she would be carefully disguised so she couldn't be identified as a porno flick star when she went to the store to buy groceries. Or maybe just walking down the street. It would be devastating to be recognized as a sex queen.
Troubled thoughts like these raced through her brain as she drove back to her apartment.
CHAPTER NINE
When Kim went to work, Nick asked her how it went with Tim Courtney.
"It was fine," she told him. "It was very kind of you to give me that introduction, Nick."
"I always try to help where I can," he told her. As she looked around the bar that evening, she saw more sailors. She knew what she had to do. Even though she hated it, she had to paste a smile on her face and act as if she was delighted to see them all.
While she hurried about her work, Nina came over to speak with her.
"Hi, honey," Nina smiled.
"Oh, hi," she smiled back.
Betty watched her. Betty hadn't talked to her much lately but the stunning redhead decided she might as well ask a few questions when the two cocktail waitresses were at the bar together later that evening.
"How's it going, honey?" Betty asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Just fine, thank you," she replied.
"Making a lot of tips?" Betty asked suspiciously- "Enough to get by," she replied.
It was obvious to Betty that she was making money on the side. And this disgusted her. She knew that Nick had selected Kim as his favorite now. And that put her on the back burner.
"It's lucky to be his favorite, isn't it?" Betty asked in a snide tone.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Betty," Kim said in a syrupy sweet voice as she continued waiting on the various sailors.
One sailor who was sitting alone at a table did attract her. He had a smoldering expression in his brown eyes that appealed to her.
"I wish you could sit down and talk to me," he smiled up at her.
He patted her on her shapely behind.
"I'd be afraid to," she told him.
"Why?" he smiled.
"Your hands, honey," she told him. "If I were near you your hands would undoubtedly be all over me.
"Now that's no way to talk," the brown-haired, brown-eyed sailor smiled.
"Maybe I could meet you later," he told her.
She hurried away and tried not to pay any more attention to him. However, as he kept drinking during the night, she began to feel sorry for him. He still was sitting there alone and looking at her intently.
"Hey, baby," he told her, "I'm gonna kill myself tonight."
Not knowing what to say, Kim groped for something to latch onto.
"Well not here," she told him. "It would give the Casbah Bar a bad reputation."
At least that broke up the somber mood the sailor was in. He burst out laughing.
"Damn it, you're a nice girl," he told her.
She couldn't help feeling some concern over him. But he did seem so somber. At two o'clock in the morning just as she was ready to quit, he told her, "I'm gonna wait for you in the parking lot."
"Don't waste your time, sailor," Kim told him.
She said good-night to Betty and Nina and then went to the parking lot to get into her car. Sure enough, the sailor was there, standing in the shadows, just waiting for her.
"Hello there," he said huskily.
Shaking her head, she tried to shake him, too.
"I told you I don't have dates with customers. It's the rules. And Nick Ellis expects every cocktail waitress in his establishment to follow the rules."
He looked at her and strangely she felt a wave of sympathy go through her that prompted her to say, "Oh, all right. I guess we could go to a restaurant and have some coffee."
Glancing over her shoulder to see that neither Nick nor Nina was watching, she opened the door and let him in. Gunning the engine she got out of the parking lot quickly.
"Hey, what's the rush?" the sailor smiled.
"I am sorry," she explained, "but I would lose my job if Nick saw me leaving with you. That's just the way it is."
He grinned.
"What's a beautiful girl like you doing working in a place like this?"
"If I've been asked that question once, I've been asked it a dozen times," she told him.
"Well, what's the answer?" he smiled.
"The answer is," she explained quietly, "I needed a job. It's just as simple and as complex as that."
Looking at her, he smiled.
"I don't know why, but it makes me happy just being around a beautiful girl like you."
"Okay, I'll tell you why," she said as she parked at an all night restaurant. "You're horny, honey. That's all there is to it. When your balls get agitated, every skirt that walks by is suddenly Racquel Welch."
"I don't believe it," he said sullenly. "Some women turn me on more than others. Take this gal I broke up with. She had everything. I wanted to marry Joyce. However, she had other ideas.
She wanted to make a great name for herself. She said that she was going to become an actress."
"What happened to her?"
"She never became an actress," he shook his head. "She works as a model. A model!"
"So what's wrong with her being a model instead of an actress?" she asked, not understanding, as she got out of the car.
"Plenty," he shot out, "plenty. A model is just a front for a hustler. Joyce is peddling her pussy. A buddy of mine called her up and went over to take pictures of her. And you know what she did?"
"I have no idea," Kim replied as she walked with him toward the restaurant. "What did she do?"
"She handed him a price list."
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said as they went into the restaurant and sat down.
"A price list!" he exclaimed so loudly that the waitress came over and handed him a menu.
"You don't have to shout for a menu, sir," the waitress shook her head in despair.
"Oh," the half-drunken sailor said as he looked up at her.
"He was talking about something else," Kim tried to explain.
As they glanced over the menu, he shook his head.
"Coffee, black."
"I'll take the same," Kim smiled up at the waitress.
"Two black," the waitress called out.
Finally the sailor did explain.
"She had a price on every sexual act. You name it-she priced it."
"I've never heard of anything like that," Kim sighed wearily as the waitress brought their coffee.
"Will that be all?" the waitress asked.
"Yes," they both answered.
"Do I put this on one bill?" the waitress asked, curious to know exactly what they were talking about and trying to extend the conversation as long as possible.
"Yes," the sailor almost growled.
"Well, you don't have to be that way about it," the waitress shrugged as she placed the bill in front of the sailor.
Once she was safely out of distance, he began explaining about Joyce.
"She was charging twenty dollars for a cock suck," he whispered. "Thirty dollars for an ass suck, and fifty dollars if you wanted to screw her pussy. And damn it, if she didn't even get into sodomy."
"How much did Joyce charge for sodomy?" Kim asked him curiously.
"A hundred bucks," he said, screwing up his face angrily.
"Well, I can imagine it would be worth quite a bit to permit someone to do such a dreadful thing," Kim shuddered appropriately.
Little did he realize that she had done some of the same things.
"Why do you hold it against women who resort to this kind of thing?" she asked him curiously. "Haven't you ever paid for a girl?"
"Well, sure I have," he nodded, "but that's different."
"What's different about it?" Kim asked, eyeing him evenly.
"Joyce wasn't a slut," he said so loud that the waitress came over.
"The manager has said that if you can't keep quiet you'll have to leave. We don't cater to drunks who are dropping out of the bars."
The sailor turned and glared at her. His smoldering brown eyes gave her an indication of the rage that might follow if she said another word.
"Did you want a donut?" she asked, her voice quivering.
"I want privacy," the sailor snapped.
"We'll never get it here," Kim said. "If you want to leave, we can."
"Where will we go?" the sailor asked, slapping his fist on the table. "Where are we gonna go?"
"My place," Kim replied softly.
A smile swept over his face as he peeled out a dollar from his wallet and gave it to the waitress who stood nearby.
"Keep the change," he said as he walked away.
She shook her head in despair when they both left.
"Takes all kinds," she snapped.
Once they were in the car and driving to Kim's apartment, the sailor began unwinding.
"I have never been the same since that woman left me," he explained to Kim. "I loved her with all of my heart. We were going to get married this summer."
"And the career came between you and her?"
"Yes," he said.
Kim couldn't help feeling drawn to the sailor. But she didn't even know his name.
"What's your name?" she finally asked.
"Jeff," he replied.
"And what is your name?" he asked as she turned off the freeway to drive down a narrow street to her apartment.
"Kim," she replied.
When she had parked her car, they both got out.
"We'll be real quiet," she said. "We don't want to wake up anybody. A lot of people are asleep now."
"I wish I was asleep in the deep," the sailor shrugged.
"It's not time for Davey Jones' locker to get you yet," she smiled.
"You can sleep on the sofa, sailor," the cocktail waitress smiled as she brought out a blanket for him and a pillow.
"All right," he agreed, "but I would much prefer sleeping with you."
She shook her head.
"You probably would think I was a slut. I understand how you feel about Joyce. There's nothing wrong. But mind my words, someday she might come to her senses and want to come back to you."
"It would be too late," he assured her. "If she can't accept me now just the way I am, a poor guy who has to serve his time, forget it."
She shook her head.
"You're being very hard on her. And I can tell you still like her a lot."
"I loved her," he admitted.
"I understand," she smiled, "and in her heart she may still love you. But she has this dream. You've got to let her follow her dream to find out what she wants. And someday she might come back to you and discover just how much you meant to her."
"Well, I won't be there," he told her. "I'm not gonna hang around and wait for her to come back to me after she's a discard and nobody else wants her."
Sighing wearily, Kim told him, "My feet are tired. I've been on my feet from six o'clock to two in the morning. So I'd better get some rest."
He looked at her and smiled understandingly.
"I guess you have a rough job. I'm sure plenty of men want to go to bed with you."
"Yes, that's true," she admitted, "but I'm not so eager to have sex with them. I'm not a slut and I guess that's my problem. If I were, I could make a lot of money."
He looked at her for a long moment. His eyes glanced to her beautiful bosoms.
"You are beautiful," he told her, "and I could really go ape for you."
"I'm flattered," Kim said as she turned around and went quickly into her bedroom and closed the door.
For a moment she was fearful. It was a dangerous thing to undress and be naked when she had a strange man in her place. However, she smiled and shook her head.
He s probably too tired," she mumbled under her breath.
CHAPTER TEN
Bright beams of moonlight fell across the white paned windows of Kim's apartment, creating patterns of light and shadow. She felt a sudden twinge of sadness as she undressed. There was something appealing about Jeff and it would be stimulating and exciting to have sex with him. But if he was going to think of her as a slut because she would go to bed with him, to hell with it, she thought.
When she was completely naked, she threw herself down on the bed in despair. How awful that when she did find a man who could turn her on, he had to be an impossible man. One who expected her to be faithful and loyal. She knew very well what he would think of her.
As she lay there with only the moonlight falling across her naked body, Jeff strode into the room. He didn't have a stitch of clothing on. She could see in the darkness his huge cock as the patterns of light revealed his penis jutting out from his loins.
"I... I couldn't sleep," he said.
He came over to where the cocktail waitress was lying. He looked at her soft blonde hair which fell about her shoulders. He looked into her intense blue eyes. Her full, sensuous lips, her dazzling white teeth and her shapely body appealed to him enormously. Her lithe, long legs were parted, and between them he could see her pubic vee.
"You shouldn't be in here," she said, her eyes glancing up to look at his throbbing penis.
He got on the bed with her. And then he gently massaged her lush breasts. His breath was coming short now.
"You're so beautiful I can't help myself," he explained.
"Just the same, it's not right," she told him.
She liked the way he touched her. His fingers played with the downy soft, blonde, curly pubic hair at her crotch.
He let his fingers smoothly slip between the moist pink lips of her vagina. He could feel her jutting red clit quivering and hard. He became so intensely excited, rubbing his fingers back and forth, that he was conscious now of her juices as he teasingly rubbed it up and down.
"Do you like that?" Jeff whispered in a caressing tone.
When the blonde cocktail waitress became more aroused, she parted her legs wider, thrusting her pelvis forward, increasing the pleasure for him. And then he increased the tempo of his finger stabs. All at once she found herself imagining that he was down there licking her. She could almost hear the loud slurping sounds of his mouth, pressing ever so tightly against her hot vagina as he licked her.
"Oh, baby, you need it as bad as I do," he said, his face contorted with lusty passions.
Her fiery cunt told her that he was saying the truth. If only he would plunge his throbbing, huge penis into her hot cunt this instant. However, if she asked for him to have sex with her she knew that he would consider her a slut. And she would die before she would ever permit him to think that.
"You want it, don't you?" he whispered once more.
She could feel her cuntal muscles tighten on his fingers as he stabbed them into her anxious womanhood. He could see her lush bosoms jiggling, her nipples taut as she thrust her hips forward, responding to his finger stabs inside of her juicing vagina.
In the darkness he bent over and kissed her.
"I wanted to screw you from the first moment I set sight on you tonight," he told her.
Noiselessly he slipped his sticky fingers from her pussy.
"Baby," he whispered, "I'll lick it and prime it to get it ready."
She was fascinated by what he was doing. He would massage first one breast and then the other. He would squeeze her breast and caress it, then lick it lavishly. Lascivious, erotic desires made her stomach churn. She wanted him, but she had to let him take the lead.
Kim could see his testicles between his legs, around his asshole. But what intrigued her most of all was his huge cock.
"Play with it," he smiled.
Reaching for her hand, he placed it on his throbbing manhood. He cupped his hand around hers and with firm, long strokes began slowly pumping back and forth on his cock. He shut his eyes and let his hand move swiftly up and down his hardened shaft, causing it to stand out from his hairy loins. The knobby, thick head was starting to ooze cream.
Small moans of excitement escaped her lips as he continued playing the game of sex.
"Baby, you're gonna have it all," he told her.
She smiled as he removed his hand from hers and his cock. Then he reached forward and gently played with her swelling breasts. Then he brushed them lewdly back and forth. Mental barriers were disappearing. Shudders of excitement spread through her body.
Jeff caressed her erect nipples, letting his thumb slip freely back and forth. Glancing down between his legs, she could observe his cock obscenely lurching forward.
"No... no... don't," she pleaded, trying to pull away.
She figured this would give him the thrill of conquest. For she was certain that he would pursue her. And then she realized what he was doing. He had dropped to his knees. All at once she felt his hot lips crazily slipping back and forth across her young, moistening mound. His instinctual sexual urges were propelling him to let his tongue mercilessly lick in and out of her hot pussy. His tongue glided back and forth across her silky blonde cuntal hair. She could hardly stand it. Her head rocked from side to side resoundingly as she felt devastating thrills flashing through her body, causing her to tremble with lustful desire. He had stirred something within her that she never knew existed until now.
Kim brought his hand up to her moistening crotch. He let his middle finger slowly slip inside the damp, moist folds of her cuntal flesh. She knew it was wrong but it didn't matter anymore. The tingling sensations of his finger prompted her to reach down to grip his head. Running her fingers through his thick hair, she became even more aroused.
His tongue parted the moist folds of her pussy, licking anxiously at the delicious pink flesh. The fragrant aroma of her enticing cunt kept his tongue pumping. He slowly slid it up and down the length of her cuntal opening.
The blonde cocktail waitress was moaning aloud now, unable to struggle against him a moment longer. His fiery tongue pumped obscenely in and out of her pussy in a depraved way.
She could feel his hands gripping the soft globes of her round ass cheeks as he buried his face in her crotch, tongue fucking her in pistoning movements. His hot, lashing tongue was probing deeper, ever deeper, inside of her throbbing vagina. Tears streaked down her cheeks as she tumbled and trembled on the bed with wanton lust. The muscular, suntanned young sailor was feasting his eyes on the cocktail waitress's pussy. His lapping tongue was licking and sucking noisily as he fired her up.
"AAAHHH, OOOHHH, YES, YESSSSS, EAT ME, EAT MEEE," she gasped, unable to struggle against her own carnal cravings a moment longer.
She was whimpering with desire as his tongue kept flipping in and out between the pouting lips of her cunt. Lustfully he sucked on her erect clitoris, his teeth gently bearing down and nibbling her. All of her defenses disappeared. It was happening and she loved it. Glancing down between her legs, Kim looked at him through lust-glazed eyes. She pressed back to him as he tongued her.
Kim clutched Jeff's head, her eyes squeezing shut, her pelvis grinding up against his handsome, young face. She desired his hot lashing tongue as he lewdly licked at her exposed pussy. Then he got his face right in there and sucked until she was juicing.
Sexual ecstasy surged through her body as she was cumming in his mouth, gasping in a strange kind of mewling, animalistic frenzy.
"I'M CUMMMING. AAAHHHH, OOOHHH, OHHHHHHH!"
Hot spasms of sexual electricity were raging through her body as her cuntal walls were being licked by her young sailor's lewd tongue.
His hot tongue hungrily lapped her up, causing the sensitive area of her clitoris to tingle with delight. His hands clasped her round ass cheeks tightly, clenching them as he sucked on her pussy noisily.
She could never tell whether it was the lewd sucking sounds he was making or the wanton way he squeezed her ass cheeks, or his teeth biting her erect clitoris. She couldn't tell. But the lewd passions within Kim's body were rising now. She desired Jeff's long, throbbing cock to plunge into her. Nothing would please her more than to feel his broad, muscular chest crushing against her soft breast flesh.
Kim was totally helpless now. Her morality had vanished with lust-crazed desires that had swept over her body.
The moment that Jeff finished noisily lapping up her flowing cuntal juices, she remembered that she had become the aggressor. This bothered her. She held back a moment.
"Baby," he said as he looked down at her, "I'm ready to screw you."
Her eyes swept to his stone hard cock. She could see it jutting out from his loins.
"Wow," she smiled.
"You can have it," he told her. "Sliding in your buttocks.
"You're gonna get screwed, baby," he said.
Slowly he guided himself forward. The fantastic pleasure of his hard cock riding inside of her cunt was coming true now. Her cuntal muscles gripped at his cock lewdly.
"FUCK," he panted as he pumped it inside of her cunt. "FUCK!"
She could feel her own raging genital heat. She wanted him. Their naked, sweat-soaked bodies slapped against each other as he screwed her.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her, "I LIKE THAT. COME ON, FUCK, BABY, FUCK."
He was ramming it into her with strong, deep thrusts.
"OOOHHH, OHHHH, YES, YESSS," he panted as he pumped it to her. "COME ON. FUCK IT."
With determined, deep strokes he went on ramming it to her. She loved the erotic sensations that were being generated in her crotch now.
"OHHHHH," he groaned, "COME ON, BABY, FUCK IT."
With determined, deep strokes he went on ramming it to her. She loved the erotic sensations that were being generated in her crotch now.
"OHHHH," he groaned, "COME ON, BABY, FUCK IT."
Her hands clasped his shoulders. And then she let them wander down to the swell of his buttocks. She squeezed his sinewy ass cheeks as he fucked.
"OHHHH, YES," he told her. "COME ON, BABY, SCREW IT."
He was smiling dreamily at her as the erotic thrills shot through his body. Jeff got so intensely excited that for a moment she was fearful.
"YES," he exclaimed, "FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUCK!"
It was pleasurable to have him ramming it to her like this. Parting his buttocks she let one finger ease to his ass crack. A twisted smile formed on his face as he looked down into her eyes.
"What are you trying to do?" he asked her.
"Massage your prostate," she explained. "It's gonna feel real nice."
It did feel good to him. He could feel her finger sliding right up his asshole.
"YES," he exclaimed, "FUCK, FUCK IT."
With determined, hard strokes he kept driving into her. She loved the sensation of his prick thrusting deeply into her cunt. But she loved even more to have his balls slapping against her upturned ass cheeks as he angled himself so he could obtain deeper penetration into her pussy.
"OOHHHHH, BABY," he panted as he continued screwing her wildly, "YOU'RE TREMENDOUS. I LOVE YOUR TIGHT CUNT."
It pleased her to see how magnificently he was responding.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he exclaimed, "FUCK. COME ON, FUCK IT, FUCK IIITTT!"
Thrilling waves of pleasure shot through his body as she fingered his ass and her cuntal muscles seized his prick and squeezed.
"YES, BABY," he gasped, "NOW YOU'RE FUCKING. THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT. FUCK, FUCK."
She pressed her thighs tightly against him as he rammed in deep.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YESSSS. FUCK IT OFF."
All at once she felt him shooting. Hot, white cum surged into her cunt.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "I'M CUMMING. OOOHHH, BABY, SCREW IT."
Her cuntal muscles seized his cock and squeezed all of the cream out.
"YES," he exclaimed, "FUCK OFF."
He enjoyed the way she kept her cunt muscles moving. She was squeezing and gripping his cock with all of her passionate might. Slipping her finger from his asshole, she squeezed his buttocks.
"OOOHHH," he exclaimed as he finished fucking her.
The ripples of sticky semen that flooded her cunt and oozed around the impaling thickness of his prick thrilled her.
"OOOHHH, IT'S SHOOTING IN ME," she exclaimed. "YOU'RE FILLING ME UP."
Now she was tunneling downhill rapidly into the darker depths of shame and humiliation of the wanton act that she'd committed with her sailor lover. For a moment tears flooded her eyes. He pulled his slippery rubbery prick from her cunt and smiled down at her.
"You're a good screw," he said as he reached out and pinched her nipple tips.
"Sorry, but I guess that's all I am to you," she told him.
"That's okay," he grinned. "There's nothing wrong with a gal being a good screw. After all, baby, that's what the cunt was made for. And I guess our cocks were made to please you cunts."
His face was aglow with the radiance of satisfaction.
"I loved it, too," she told him. "And I'll probably never see you again. You got what you wanted."
She reached over to the night stand and got a pack of cigarettes. She lit one and he laughed heartily as he shook his head.
"What's so funny?" Kim inquired.
"Nothing really," he sputtered, still laughing. "It's just the mental picture I have of you working at the Casbah Bar. Picking guys up and charging them."
Kim blushed.
"What are you talking about?"
"You're far too beautiful," he explained, "for sailors not to pay you for fucking. I just didn't want to screw you tonight and pay. How about that?"
The young blonde seemed far away for a moment.
"You're probably right, Jeff. I was sympathetic to your plight tonight. You talked about wanting to kill yourself and I felt sorry for you."
"Sometimes I do think that would be the best way," he admitted.
He sat on the edge of the bed, sighing wearily.
"Did you enjoy it?" he demanded.
"Of course I did," she admitted.
"Well," he told her, "no complaints."
"Except for one thing," the blonde cocktail waitress shot back quickly. "You think of me as a slut. And that gets me angry."
"Does it?" he smiled.
"Yes," she snapped. "Just because I happen to enjoy sex, too, doesn't mean that I'm automatically put in the category of a slut. A lot of you men fuck around every time you can. Does that mean that you're whoremongers?"
He smiled at her.
"No, it doesn't mean I am," he told her. "I get freebie fucks. Whore means you pay for it. Am I right?"
It was evident to her that the sailor was taunting her.
"Forget it," the naked blonde said as she rolled over and fell fast asleep.
The next morning when she awoke she realized he probably was supposed to be back to his base.
"You can get in a hell of a lot of trouble," she told him, "not being back at your base when you should be. Why don't you wise up and quit chasing sex?"
He laughed at her.
"Honey," he told her, "it's only natural. Like right now I would love to screw your ass."
His hand was on her buttocks.
"You take your hand off my butt and quick!" she told him defiantly. "That's one thing I'll never let any man do."
"Oh, yes, you will," he coaxed her. "You want to get fucked and bad. I know your kind. You're a natural nympho."
"Well, at least I'm glad that you say I'm natural," she shook her head. "That gives me a wonderful feeling deep down inside."
He laughed as he looked at her.
"There wasn't a doubt in my mind," he told her, "that you'll always find someone to take care of you. I'm certain that there isn't anything more beautiful than getting screwed."
Before she could say another word he was on top of her ass. He was mounting her.
"Damn you," she defied him, "you're not gonna fuck my asshole."
"Nothing is sacred when it comes to screwing," he told her. "And your butt looks just right. I'll bet you're real tight."
"Well, I hope to hell I am," she quipped quickly. "I haven't let a lot of men do things there. Now just lay off me."
He wasn't about to lay off her.
"But you're so beautiful," he told her. "You really are."
As he looked at her naked body, the fires of lust burned in his loins.
"Baby," he told her, "how dare you... damn it."
He angled her so that he could invade her ass with his prick. Jeff spit in his hand, applying his own spittle to his throbbing male member. All of a sudden she felt him plunging forward. For a second she thought she was going to come apart.
"OUCH!" she exclaimed hotly, "YOU'RE KILLING ME. OHHH, AAAHHH, I CAN'T STAND IT."
The hot, delicious sensations of lust fired up her body now. He was ramming it to her with all of his might. His throbbing, hard prick rode up her ass. She twisted and turned on his sliding, slipping prick.
"OOOHHH, YES," he exclaimed hotly, "NOW WE'RE FUCKING. THAT'S HOW TO DO IT. FUCK, BABY, FUCK."
With insistent, hard cock stabs he rammed it into her.
"YES, YESSS," he gasped, "NOW YOU'RE SCREWING. THAT'S HOW I LIKE IT. COME ON, BABY, FUCK IT. FUCK OFF!"
She twisted her ass around. Kim was becoming more aroused every moment.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her, "I LOVE IT WHEN YOU GRIND YOUR HIPS LIKE THAT. YOU'RE COMING ON STRONG."
Delicious waves of sensual pleasure shot through her body.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," she groaned, "I LOVE IT WHEN YOU FUCK LIKE THAT. TWIST YOUR ASS AROUND."
She kept her tail twisting as he rammed it to her. With hard, deep plunges he continued invading the tight precincts of her anus.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he cried passionately, "YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL. FUCK, FUCK!"
She kept her tail twisting just as he urged.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," he exclaimed in a frenzy, "NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. COME ON. FUCK IT OFF."
She felt his balls slapping against her buttocks. He was penetrating her ass farther than any man had before. Kim wondered how much more of this cruel, unusual punishment she could stand.
"OOOHHH," he groaned as he felt her tail twisting while he rammed it to her.
Her undulating buttocks provided waves of delicious erotic pleasure for his loins. His balls tingled with excitement. It wouldn't be much longer until he was exploding.
"I'M CUMMING," he exclaimed passionately. "AAAHHH, OOOHHH, YES, YESSSS. FUCK IT OFF."
Hot gushes of sperm shot from his cock head.
"OOOHHH," he groaned as he unloaded his cum high in her asshole.
She twisted on his sliding, slick prick.
"YES, YESSS," he exclaimed, "I LOVE IT. FUCK, BABY, FUCK OFF."
His fingers were in her pussy. Inserting two fingers in her vagina, he stimulated her clitoris. She loved the sensation of his fingers in her pussy while his prick rode up her tight, hot ass.
"OOOHHH, OHHHH," he groaned, "I'M CUMMING. FUCK OFF!"
Twisting her hips around, she milked his prick with her ass.
"YES, OOOHHH, YES," he exclaimed as he jabbed it up her ass one more time, "FUCK OFF!"
He was sloshing in his own sperm now as he shoved back and forth in her ass.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "BABY, YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL."
The passionate frenzy that he felt for her intrigued her. She was turned on all the way.
"You're beautiful," he told her. "I love it when you screw like that."
Slowly he eased his slippery fingers from her vagina. Sliding his prick from her ass he slapped her buttocks in a playful manner.
"You're tremendous," he told her.
She looked up at him with lust written across her face.
"So are you, love."
As he rolled over and looked up at her, he asked her, "Would you be my steady mistress?"
She smiled down at him.
"What a delicious proposition. But what am I going to do about the money I earn fucking?"
A look of amazement swept over the young sailor's face.
"You mean you are a hustler?"
"I've just started a business," she confessed, "so I'm afraid I couldn't be giving freebie fucks on a regular basis. If word spread around that I was giving it out for free, how could I charge the other men?"
It gave her a delicious sensation of vengeance to see him get uptight.
"So you're not Miss Goody-Two-Shoes?" he shook his head. "After all that talk about what a sweet, lovely young thing you are."
"I'm sweet, lovely and young," she admitted, "but Little Miss Goody-Two-Shoes went out with the Puritan ethic, baby. I guess you are living in the past."
"No, I'm not living in the Dark Ages," he snapped angrily. "It's just that I don't like a woman who gives me the feeling that I'm fucking her along with five thousand other guys."
She laughed.
"There haven't been five thousand other guys," she admitted. "Just a few. So if that's what's bothering you, congratulate yourself again. You've made a real conquest."
He shook his head.
"Did I?"
"Sure you did," Kim told him, "and you'd have to pay plenty if I was giving that kind of action to any other man. I honestly did feel sorry for you, Jeff. Now that I know you, I feel even sorrier."
Puzzled, the sailor scratched his head. He did look a bit strange sitting there naked in the morning and his cock limp between his legs as the puzzled expression formed on his face.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The following evening after work, Nina asked Kim if she would join her for breakfast.
"I'll join you for breakfast," Kim agreed, "but no more sex. I had a real go-around last night."
"I figured you did with that horny sailor you picked up," she laughed.
The women drove to the same restaurant they usually went to after hours. The waitress greeted them with a shrug.
"How goes it?" she smirked. "No rest for the wicked. We have to keep going. The all night crew."
It got to Nina that the waitress was always complaining.
"If you don't like it, love," she told her, "why don't you quit working here? Nobody forces you." The waitress shook her head.
"It's either that or being home with my husband," she told her. "What'll you girls have?" They ordered breakfast. Nina got to talking to Kim about her plans for the future.
"I've made up my mind," she told her. "I'm going to live with Bev."
"Who is Bev?" Kim asked her.
"Bev is a dear girl friend of mine who has a bar and a night club. She entertains."
"Got anything going between you two?" Kim asked, beginning to get the picture.
"Yes, that's just it," Nina said in a tense voice. "She's terribly jealous. I'm afraid if she ever caught me with one of my male lovers she might kill me. But, honey, I can't give up men. Not for Bev or anyone."
"Of course, darling," Kim told her. "You shouldn't. It's only normal, you know."
"I know," Nina shook her head, "but Bev is making it so lucrative. She's going to give me an opportunity to go in business with her. I have a little money, a nest egg, that I've tucked away in a special account. I got it from going out with some of those nice horny sailors at the Casbah Bar. Bev will let me invest my money in her club and I think it will increase many times over."
Smiling at her, Kim shook her head.
"I guess we all have to do our thing, baby. You do your thing and I will do mine. Right now, I'm as nervous as hell. I have so many different irons in the fire that I don't know which way to turn."
"Of course, dear," she told her. "You have a lot of different things that are going through your mind now. I'm certain that you're wondering whether or not you are doing the right thing by getting so close to Bev."
After a few more moments of small talk, Kim told Nina about her film career.
"I have a chance to work in a porno flick." She told her girl friend, "and I've made up my mind that I'm going to take it. Nick arranged it."
"Damn Nick," Nina shook her head. "He never did give me the connections to make something of myself in porno pictures."
"I get a grand because I'm going to be the star of the show," Kim said proudly.
"As long as you don't have to fuck a dog," she shook her head, "it's all right. One time I had a chance to make it with a big Great Dane. But I didn't want to."
Kim laughed.
"I would never have sex with an animal. The men I've made it with are close enough to animals."
They parted company that night and Kim went home. She was thinking about her picture opportunities.
The following day she did get a call from Mr. Courtney.
"I'm leaving town," he told her, "and I'm putting a young director in charge of the next movie I'm making. I want you to be aware of the fact that it's a good opportunity for you to have a real career. And I'm sure you will like Steve. His name is Steve Adams."
"All right," she agreed, "I'll wait to hear from him."
She didn't have long to wait for Mr. Courtney put Steve Adams on the phone once he'd finished talking to her.
"Hi, beautiful," Steve began in a delighted voice. "Looks like we're gonna get together for a picture."
"Yes, it does," she told him, "and I'm really looking forward to it."
"So am I, love," he told her. "It's really going to be a chance for both of us. This is my first assignment as a director."
"And it's my first assignment as a film star," Kim replied.
They arranged to meet that afternoon. Nick had informed Tim Courtney that it would be all right if she took off to work in the film for one night.
When she got over to the estate where the film was being shot, she couldn't help envy Tim Courtney. Apparently, he had done very well in the picture business for himself.
When she saw Steve Adams, she was impressed. He was a young man, muscular and handsome.
"I'm pleased to meet you, honey," he told her. "Come in. Why don't we... let's say... get acquainted first? We won't be shooting until later in the night and I thought maybe you and I could have a little fun."
This was something that Kim hadn't counted on.
"I didn't know that it went along with the deal to have sex with the director."
"How can I get the feel of you as an actress to direct you if I don't fuck you first?" he commented crisply.
"That's a nice way to get a freebie," she shook her head.
Steve smiled.
"You'll like sucking me," he told her. "I shoot a good load, baby. And I'll bet you're hungry. I'll give you a protein cocktail."
"That's one kind of drink I don't care for," she said.
Steve was not so easily put off.
"We'll unwind with a drink to get acquainted at first," he told her. "Perhaps I was a bit crude. After all, I know you lovely ladies have feelings, too. Some of you undoubtedly are new to the business and you have to get acclimated to trade talk."
"I will never become so acclimated to trade talk that I become cheap or vulgar," she informed him flatly.
"My, my, but aren't you a narrow-minded little darling," he grinned.
It was getting to her that he acted like this.
"You know, sometimes I get angry at you for the way you act," she told him.
"Sorry about that," he smiled at her.
After a couple of drinks they did loosen up. Kim removed her clothes and this got Steve hornier than ever. As she saw him taking off his shorts and his gigantic cock flipped into view, she realized what he expected her to do.
"It needs licking bad," he told her. "I was just waiting for the moment when you would go down on me."
She wanted to tell him where to head in, but she figured she'd better not. After all, she was going to be well paid for the film and she didn't want to make waves.
"There is one way I like it best," he confessed. "That's when a woman blows me. I like her on her knees as if she's worshiping my manhood."
"Honey, somebody around here has got delusions of grandeur," she commented in a tart tone, "and it sure as hell ain't me. But if you want to play Marc Anthony, I guess I'll play Cleopatra."
He laughed.
"Cleo was quite a cock sucker in her day, so they say," he told her. "At least that's what historians claim."
He parted his legs and stood there invitingly. With both hands he motioned for her to come closer.
She walked over to him and dropped to her knees.
"Now, baby," he told her, "treat yourself. Pull my dick to your mouth and lick on it."
Her hands reached up to fondle his balls and pull his throbbing, big penis to her lips. As she gazed at the small slit at the crown of his cock she could see all of that cum starting to ooze.
"Doesn't it look tempting?" he smiled.
"If you enjoy giving blow jobs," she replied.
"I don't frankly care whether you enjoy it or not," he snapped indignantly, "just as long as you suck it. That, after all, is the important thing."
This bugged her.
"Sometimes I would like to tell some of you men off," she quipped. "It seems to me that all you think of is your balls and getting your rocks off. I feel lucky that I don't have to go through what you men do to satisfy yourselves."
"Quit feeling sorry for me, baby," he told her, "and wrap your mouth around my dick and start sucking. I'll plug your face with my prick and I won't take any more of this small talk crap."
She could see that she'd gotten to Steve and that pleased her.
"Oh, did I upset you?" she laughed. "Sorry, baby."
The heavy sarcasm in her tone indicated just how sorry she wasn't. Closing her eyes she let her tongue lightly swipe at the head of his meaty cock.
"YES," he exclaimed, "SUCK, BABY, SUCK. THAT'S HOW IT'S DONE. LICK IT."
She kept her mouth fastened at the head of his cock as her tongue slid over the moist tip of it.
"OOOHHH," he groaned in a frenzy, "YES, BABY. NOW. SUCK ON IT. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, SUCK MY COCK. SUCK IT OFF!"
She closed her eyes and sucked hard. Kim reached out and fondled his testicles.
"OOOHHH, NICE," he exclaimed excitedly.
"REAL NICE SUCKING."
He lowered himself. As he rested on his hands he told her what else he wanted.
"FINGER FUCK MY ASSHOLE WHILE YOU SUCK MY PRICK OFF," he smiled down at her.
She parted his ass crack with her finger. Inserting it in his asshole, she fucked him just as he told her to.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he groaned, "YES, YESSSS. I LOVE THAT. KEEP IT UP."
The wild frenzy that he felt now caused him to quiver with emotion.
"UP MY ASS," he exclaimed. "OOOHHH, FEELS GOOD WHEN YOU MASSAGE IT THERE."
She kept working her mouth on his cock until he exploded.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "I'M CUMMING. SHOOT IT. SUCK IT OFF."
She kept her mouth fastened on his cock head. He kept shooting his thick, creamy cum load in her.
"YES, BABY," he smiled down at her, "SUCK IT GOOD. EAT IT."
Steve obtained a special thrill watching her gobble his thick, shooting sperm.
"AAAHHH," he groaned as she continued finger fucking his ass and sucking his cock.
When she had completed the act for him, she gently eased her finger from his tight anus. Her mouth slipped off his prick and she got to her feet to catch her breath.
"You come on strong, honey," she told him. "Here I had it figured I was a porno flick star. Instead you've got me down on my knees giving blow jobs to the director."
He smiled.
"Just like in Hollywood," he told her. "Don't think those big screen dames haven't had to get down on their knees to do a little sucking in their time."
He proceeded to tell her the plot of the picture.
"This is a picture where you are being unfaithful to your loyal husband. He discovers you with another man."
"What happens?" she asked him curiously, wondering how the plot was going to unwind.
"He decides that he'd rather join it than fight it," he explained with a laugh, "so he gets on the bed and it becomes a three-way orgy."
"Doesn't sound very realistic to me," Kim shook her head. "That should be a very wild scene where there are threats and all that type of thing. If the husband doesn't get jealous, I'm afraid he doesn't care much about his wife. I was hoping that you would get me involved with something that had more class to it than what you're talking about."
"Class, my ass," he told her. "We're in the business to make porno flicks. The wilder the action that takes place on the screen, the more our customers like it. Now we have a couple of nice studs figured for this sequence. You'll get it up your ass and you'll get it in your cunt at the same time. Have you ever had a two-way?"
"I didn't think I'd have to reveal everything about my sexual history just because I was gonna work as the star in one of your porno flicks," she told him flatly.
"All right, if you don't want to talk about it," he grinned understandingly, "I guess it might make you feel rather cheap."
"Hell, no," she informed him flatly. "I would feel flattered to think two men were so taken with me.
Steve grinned agreeably.
"It is all in the way you look at it, after all," he admitted candidly.
Later that afternoon she was introduced to the two men who were going to have sex with her. She was rather startled to see a sturdy black man was going to be her husband.
"In this picture," Steve explained, "you've crossed the color line. You have found that black cock has a lot to offer."
She looked at the handsome black man who looked for all the world like a football player.
"Hhmmm, he does look handsome," she grinned. "What's your name?"
"Archie," he smiled.
"Pleased to meet you, Archie," she told him. "I guess you and me are gonna be husband and wife in this new flick."
"I'm gonna get to fuck you," Archie grinned. "My balls are aching to screw."
"Good for you, tiger," she told him. "Only save it for the cameras. You'll need all the fuck power then. I hear this is quite a powerful scene."
Steve smiled as he introduced her to a blonde man. They were an interesting contrast.
"And this is your faithful lover," he quipped quickly. "This is Eric."
Blue eyes, blonde, fair skin and a shock of blonde hair greeted her as she glanced up at Eric.
"Eric, I guess you're not new to this. Seems like I've read about you before working in these pictures."
"Sure you have," Eric told her. "I'm considered the cock king of porno flicks. I've got such a long dick that women go ape to have it."
"Quit trying to pump yourself up," Steve complained. "I didn't ask you to give her your publicity blurb. All you're going to do is screw her when I say 'action.' "
"I can hardly wait for you to say 'action,' boss," he said, looking at her ripe, nubile bosoms.
A few moments later the propmen appeared. And then the light men surfaced.
"We've got the crew here," he said as the earner- man came in carrying the camera. "Now just remember to act natural," Steve explained to the beautiful blonde cocktail waitress. "It's your first picture and no doubt you're nervous. We're gonna put that wig on you, honey, so you won't look like the same woman."
An elderly, gray-haired lady came in and placed a black wig on Kim's head.
"Does it fit?" the woman asked curiously as she looked at her.
The black hair fell about Kim's shoulders.
"Not bad," the costume woman told her. "But first we've got to see to it that all of your blonde hair is carefully concealed. We don't want any strands of your yellow hair coming out to wreck the continuity."
Once she had the wig adjusted and her hair properly tucked underneath it, she was told she could remove her clothes.
"Aren't we gonna have any acting in our clothes?" Kim asked anxiously.
"What do you think this is?" Steve demanded. "Television or a regular movie? Honey, you're working the fuck-flick circuit. It's the suck-and- fuck pictures that bring in the bread these days."
CHAPTER TWELVE
Awkwardly, Kim undressed. As she observed her motion picture husband stripping, she noticed what strong biceps he had. He looked as though he had worked out with weights.
"I'm gonna come in and stick my big black dick up your ass," he told her, "and you're gonna love it."
"That remains to be seen," she told him.
He smiled as he looked at her lustfully.
"You're beautiful," he whispered enticingly, "and I'm gonna get your ass. You're gonna enjoy it when I fuck you."
He came over to her and clasped her tightly.
"Honey," he said, "do you feel that?"
Sighing, she shook her head.
"If I couldn't feel it there would be something wrong with me," she told him. "That doesn't seem like a cock... that seems like a steel pole."
"Honey, when it's all slidin' up your ass you'll know it's prick meat. You'll love it. You'll beg for more."
"That'll be the day," Kim shrugged.
Just then Eric was undressed, too. Eric came over to her, reaching for his cock and balls. Gripping his penis around its base, he squeezed it.
"I've got something for you," he told her.
"All right, cast," the director called out, "we're ready. Turn on the lights."
There was the bed in the middle of the room. Going over to the bed with Eric, Kim prepared for her erotic sequence.
"Eric is riding your pussy and you're on top," the director smiled. "Or should we begin with him on top and then he rolls over? That might be more interesting. Let's begin with the traditional man- on-top position."
Getting disgusted that the director was trying to make up his mind as he directed the scene which seemed so terribly unprofessional, Kim didn't hesitate to tell him, "Make up your mind."
"You're on your ass, honey," he told her, "and be quick. We're paying these light people and the cameraman. So let's get going. We don't have a multi-million dollar production like those big Hollywood spectacles."
Mumbling under her breath, she said, "You can say that again."
The blonde naked cocktail waitress went over to the bed and got down on her back. She looked up as the director gave instructions.
"Eric is gonna come over to you, honey," he told her. "He's gonna sit on the edge of the bed. He'll play with your tits for a while and then he'll suck 'em. After that he'll work his way down to your cunt."
Why did he have to be so crude?
"Please, don't refer to my pussy as a cunt," she complained.
"Sorry, pussy," Steve Adams winked.
As she lay there with one leg upraised, Eric came over and sat on the edge of the bed, just as Steve had told him to.
"Lights... camera... action!" Steve called out.
The lights were on and they were hot. So hot, in fact, it made it very difficult for Kim to go on with the scene. She was certain that her make-up would be running.
Eric ambled into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed.
"You're beautiful," Eric told her.
The director seemed pleased and motioned for him to continue just as he was doing. Eric's hands massaged Kim's bosoms. He pinched the taut nipple tips. His hand reached down to her vagina. It wasn't long before he was slipping two fingers into her pussy. His fingers slipped back and forth.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "THAT'S WHAT I LIKE. YES, YESSSS."
It was quite apparent that she was aroused.
"You need to be fucked," he smiled as he got on the bed.
He straddled her, angling his thick, rigid prick for her vagina.
"I'm gonna fuck you and fuck you good," he smiled.
He shoved forward. The entire length of his shaft rode inside of her pussy.
"OOOHHH," he groaned as he pumped it to her, "YES, BABY, FUCK, FUCK!"
She was thrilled with the sensation of his cock riding inside of her.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her as he kept driving in. "YES. FUCK IT. FUCK OFF."
He continued thrusting in her and she shoved back to meet his driving prick stabs. She was enjoying it enormously.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "YESSSS. SCREW ME. FUCK MEEE!"
Passionately her hands reached for Eric's strong, muscular blonde shoulders. Her hands gently swept down his back until she was reaching for his Firm, round buttocks. She clasped his ass cheeks and squeezed them adoringly.
He was riding into her rhythmically, enjoying it enormously. As a matter of fact, Steve was concerned that he would get so carried away that he would forget the scene and his importance.
"Roll her over," Steve shouted out. "Don't get your rocks off yet."
Just as Steve told him to, Eric rolled her over. She was on top now.
"Honey," Steve called out, "this is what women's lib is all about. Being on top. Grab it with your cunt and milk it."
At last she was doing something for women's lib, Kim thought to herself. Her cuntal muscles squeezed his thrusting, stabbing prick. She pumped up and down vigorously, enjoying it. Her breasts jiggled and Eric reached out to pinch the taut nipples.
"An exquisite scene," Steve called out. "Just beautiful. Now you're really screwing that dame. Fuck it. Fuck her good."
Eric's hard, thrusting prick rode into her cunt in quick, deep stabs.
"OOOHHH," he told her, "YES. SCREW IT. FUCK OFF."
Her throbbing, pulsing pussy pulled on his staff.
"OOOHHH," Eric groaned as he rammed it to her with frightening force.
Just then Eric looked over to see the black man.
"Ready for you, Archie," he called out.
Archie had an enormous hard-on. He had been jacking off while he watched the two of them fucking.
"All right," Archie called back. "I can hardly wait to ass fuck the little bitch."
If there was one thing that disgusted Kim, it was to be referred to as a bitch. What nerve that man had, she thought to herself.
He was ready to give her the wildest fuck of her life. He appeared on the scene and stood there in anger.
"What are you doing with my wife?" he demanded.
Immediately the director told Kim to act as if she was living an actual sequence of this danger.
"I... I don't know," she cried out.
"You do," he told her. "Disloyal, faithless, cheap slut."
Coming over to the bed he grabbed her ass cheeks. Pounding her blonde ass with his black cock, he spit into his hand. Using his own spittle to lubricate his shaft, he shoved forward. Searing pain shot through her backside as the big black dude named Archie drove into her ass.
"UP YOURS," Archie exclaimed. "FUCK, FUCK!"
He was rutting up her asshole with all of his manly might. She wondered how much of this she could take.
"COME ON, BABY," he panted as he pumped into her with wild abandon. "FUCK. FUCK, BABY, FUCK."
He was riding up her ass with determined, deep plunges.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "YES. SCREW IT."
Waves of delicious pleasure flashed through Kim's body as Archie pumped his sturdy black dick up her tight, hot asshole.
"FUCK," he exclaimed passionately. "FUCK IT."
He was ramming in a rhythmic, pistoning movement that drove her almost out of her mind.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he groaned as his balls tingled with excitement.
He could hardly wait for that moment of release from the tension that built in his testicles.
Grabbing her blonde ass cheeks, he squeezed them. It hurt like the devil.
"You're hurting me," she whimpered.
Steve was pleased. He could feel his balls becoming excited as he watched the erotic spectacle of the black man plunging his prick up the blonde's tight asshole while the blonde man drove into her cunt.
"WOW!" Archie exclaimed. "SHE'S TIGHT ALL RIGHT. NEVER HAD A BETTER ASS FUCK."
His hands clasped her bare buttocks. He was squeezing now and fucking furiously.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "YES. SCREW IT. FUCK IT."
With determination and drive he continued pumping his prick up her hot, tight ass.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he exclaimed passionately, "SCREW IT."
Delicious waves of stormy pleasure flashed through his body. It wasn't going to be much longer before he got his rocks off.
"YES, OOHHHHH, YES," he exclaimed hotly, "THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT, HONEY. KEEP IT UP."
She was giving him the wildest screw of his life. And he loved it. But what surprised her was that she had developed a measure of pleasure in the action.
"FUCK ME," she cried out anxiously. "FUCK ME HARD."
He rammed it to her with all of his manly might.
"UP YOUR ASSHOLE," he gasped as he rutted up her ass to the hilt.
His sweat-laden balls bounced against her blonde ass cheeks as he got his rocks off.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "I'M CUMMING. YES, BABY, YES."
His hot cum exploded high in her asshole. She twisted around.
"YES," he panted, "SCREW IT. MILK IT."
With the camera grinding away, Kim clamped her ass on his sliding big black prick. She squeezed hard. He shot her a thick load of his sperm.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "I'M CUMMING. OOOHHH, BABY, YOU'RE TREMENDOUS."
It pleased her that he'd become so ignited. If there was anything in this world she wanted it was to feel as though she had achieved something. Everyone applauded when the big black dude named Archie finished screwing Kim's hot, tight asshole.
Archie slowly eased his slick cock from her tight, twisting tail.
"Damn it, if that wasn't the best ass fuck I ever had," he told her.
It pleased her that she had performed so expertly. But it wasn't over yet. Not by a long shot.
Steve suggested they all take a break.
"We can't work forever," he observed. "Everybody will take an hour."
For one hour they relaxed and unwound. Kim talked to Archie about his career.
"I used to be a football star," he smiled, "but now I'm enjoying my stardom even more. Being a porno picture star is a great life. I'm always meeting interesting dames, get plenty of booze and fucks."
When Steve looked at his watch and observed they had had more than an hour, he immediately called the crew back to work.
"People, we're making a movie," he declared. "Everybody back to their positions."
They all returned to their appointed places. Then Steve told Kim what he wanted.
"I want Archie to be lying on his back."
"Sure, boss," Archie smiled.
Archie ambled over to the bed. He stretched out on his back.
"Get your ass up on some pillows," Steve commanded.
Archie reached behind him, picking up a couple of pillows and slipped them under his black buttocks.
"All right," Steve smiled, "now it's time for our lovely film star to get into her scene. Come on, Kim. Go into your act."
The stunning blonde girl moved over to the bed. She crawled up to Archie. She didn't take long to get into position just as Steve wanted her to.
"Slip your hands under his black ass," Steve told her.
She eased her hands under Archie's black buttocks.
"Now get your face down in there, sweetheart," Steve chuckled, "and tongue fuck Archie's hot ass."
She got her face down around his ass crack. Her tongue surged up his rectum.
"That's how," he told her. "Keep your tongue sliding up his asshole. And at the same time, while you're rimming him, reach for his prick."
Her hand reached up to grasp his penis.
"That's what you do," he told her. "Grab his cock and pull on it."
She grasped his throbbing penis. She pulled on it in a rhythmic, pistoning motion.
"YES, BABY," he exclaimed, "THAT'S HOW. THAT'S THE WAY TO DO IT. PULL ON IT."
She continued pulling on his throbbing, male member.
"OOOHHH," he groaned as waves of erotic pleasure surged through his body. "YES, BABY, YES. KEEP JACKING ME. KEEP SUCKING ON MY BLACK ASS."
Archie loved the double sensations of her hand pulling on his penis while her tongue stabbed up his tight rectum.
"EAT IT OUT," he grinned. "OOOHHH, EAT IT."
The camera got a close-up of Archie's black buttocks. It showed Kim's tongue being inserted in his tight anus.
"YES," Archie pantingly implored, "SUCK MY BALLS, BABY."
Wasting no time now, she withdrew her tongue from his rectum and let her lips smoothly press against his tight testicles.
"Open wide," he smiled, "and suck on my nuts."
She opened her mouth and let him slip his balls inside.
Once more the camera lens focused in on a huge close-up of her mouth sucking on his black balls. She never took her hand off his throbbing male member.
"LICK MY PRICK," he panted. "LICK IT."
She kept licking the underside of his shaft, becoming more aroused than ever before.
"SUCK," he hissed, "SUCK MY DICK."
Wasting no time, she went to work on his cock. She sucked smoothly.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he groaned, "YES. SUCK IT OFF. SUCK MY COCK."
She was developing a pace and a rhythm with her mouth. He was so excited he was trembling.
"YES, BABY," he panted as he pumped his prick down her throat, "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, FUCK, FUUUUCK!"
Steve was pleased with the sequence. It was coming along just as he hoped it would.
"Roll over so he's on top now," Steve demanded.
Without taking her mouth off his cock, Kim rolled over. Now the big black dude was on top, feeding her every inch of his black prick meat.
"SUCK OFF," he exclaimed passionately. "SUCK THAT DICK."
Reaching out, she grabbed his buttocks. She squeezed his sinewy ass cheeks and then she let her hands tease his testicles. This got him more aroused than ever.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her, "YOU'RE DRIVING ME APE. PLAY WITH MY NUTS. THAT'S HOW. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, BABY, PLAY WITH THEM."
She massaged his lust-bloated black balls. She could tell how stimulated and aroused he'd become. It wasn't going to be much longer before he was unloading his cum in her mouth. She was waiting for that moment when his sticky white sperm would shoot.
"EAT IT," he gasped as he rutted into her face with all of his manly virility. "AAAHHHH," Archie cried out as he exploded his load. "I'M CUM- MING. SUCK OFF. SUCK IT OFF."
His hot, white cum load surged in her mouth. Gulping greedily, she swallowed his thick, spurting sperm.
"EAT ME," he panted as he Finished fucking her face.
Slowly he eased his prick out of her mouth. Affectionately he ran his fingers through her hair.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you sure know how to suck cock."
The director was pleased. He had gotten her to give Archie such a wild cock suck that everyone had become aroused just watching.
"You're a star all right," Steve called out to her.
"You know how to make everybody turn on."
She was pleased that he had enjoyed her performance so much. But she was worried, too. Kim was concerned with something else that was disturbing her. That she'd also developed into a star slut. She had to think of it as she slipped her mouth off his prick as she knew she enjoyed it much too much. A decent lady couldn't enjoy cock lapping the way she did.
"What's wrong?" Steve asked, puzzled by her response.
"I don't know," Kim shook her head. "I guess I got carried away. I was actually enjoying my work."
Steve was pleased.
"That's wonderful," he observed. "People who enjoy what they're doing succeed."
There was one more scene that he wanted her to do. However, she begged for a break.
"Can't you photograph someone else doing something wild?" she insisted. "I think I've had it for today."
"We'll give you a breather," Steve smiled. "After such a marvelous display of eroticism, you certainly deserve a pause."
As she stretched out and relaxed on the bed, Eric came over to her. He complimented her.
"I must hand it to you," he told her, "you really know how to put a lot of feeling into your cock sucking. As a matter of fact, I was horny just watching. And it takes a lot to get a male porno star to become aroused. I mean, I've seen it all before. But, honey, you got me so worked up I was going ape."
Eric was toying with her bosoms, and soon he was bending over and gently caressing and sucking on them.
"Eric," she asked him, "do you ever feel guilty about doing this for a living?"
He laughed. "Guilty?" he demanded. "Why should I ever feel guilty?"
"Because," she tried to explain to him, "it just isn't natural to be doing things like this before a camera with everybody watching."
"I'm a natural exhibitionist," he confessed, "and I've got to tell you that I do enjoy doing it. There's nothing wrong with doing it and letting people see you fuck."
He was sucking at her breasts and then he was working his way down to her crotch. She knew that it wouldn't be much longer before he was licking at her pussy.
"You're so wonderful," he told her. "So beautiful, that I can hardly stand it."
It bothered her to have him talk to her like this. For she felt as though she was simply a slut and nothing more, "You flatter me," she told him.
"If I flatter you, honey," he smiled, "that's good."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
By the time Kim had finished her first screw flick she was determined she would never work in one again.
She went back to Nick's bar and he smiled at her when she told him about her decision.
"Well, you're gonna go clean now," he told her, "and that's fine. I didn't know whether you would fit into the film circuit."
"Sorry, but I don't," she declared. "I'm just a good girl who wants to go straight. I hope people don't object if I have some character."
As he listened to her talking about her goodness, he smiled.
"Do you realize you have about four sailors over there looking at you, honey," he told her. "Now if you would do your work and talk later, I would appreciate it."
"I'm sorry," she apologized.
She went over to where the sailors were drooling.
"Hi, beautiful," one of them winked.
"Hi," she told him. "Can I get your order?"
"I know what I'd like," one sailor smiled.
"And it isn't on the menu," the other sailor chimed in quickly.
"If you want a drink," Kim told them, "I'm here to serve you. Beyond that... forget it."
They burst out laughing. She took their orders and went to the bartender for them.
Nina was eager to talk to her about her film work. Later, when there was a break in the business, Nina did speak to her.
"How did it go in that movie?" she asked her.
"Oh, it was dreadful," Kim shook her head. "I mean, I hate exhibiting myself like that before the camera and the crew. Very humiliating actually."
"I don't suppose it's inspiring kind of work," Nina quipped.
Nick was watching them from the corner of the bar.
"Oh-oh, there's the boss," Nina said as she gave a high sign to Kim and hurried off to a customer who was waiting for an order.
When the evening was over, Kim was grateful to return home alone.
For a few days she was glad nobody pestered her. And then Saturday night came and the usual drunks. She tried to ignore them as they would pat her behind. It made her realize just how upsetting men could be.
But there was one sailor that she did find appealing. He had a wonderful smile and he knew exactly how to chat with her. With a good sense of humor and some flip comments, he intrigued her.
"Hey, why don't we go out when your night's over, honey?" he asked her.
She shook her head. "Can't go out with the customers," she shook her head. "Can't break the rules of the Casbah Bar."
"Oh, that's too bad," he said, holding his arms, "but I know for a fact some of you nice-looking cocktail waitresses now and then accept a date with a sailor."
"It's news to me," she said as she strutted off.
The sailor reached out and patted her behind. Glancing over her shoulder she gave him a withering glare.
"Sorry," he said, smiling up at her. His expression belied his words. Obviously he wasn't sorry.
By the time the evening was over, Kim was ready to go home. But the sailor still insisted on getting better acquainted with her.
"You don't give up easily," she told him when she spotted him in the parking lot.
"Not when it's someone as appealing as you," he smiled.
"If you want to talk," she told him, "there's an all-night restaurant where you can go and yak with the waitresses. I'm sure they will lend an ear, providing you tip them well. But as for me, I'm going home and to bed... and alone."
She opened her car door and before she knew what was happening, the horny, handsome young sailor was forcing his way into the car with her.
"Damn it," she snapped, "I said I'm going home alone!"
"Drop me off at that restaurant," he said.
To her amazement, as he sat there while she drove to the restaurant, he began unzipping his fly.
"What's wrong with you?" she snapped as he pulled out his throbbing penis and began slowly stroking himself.
"Nothing," he told her.
"You're a flasher," she told him. "That's what you are. Well I'm not gonna watch you."
The sailor threw his head back and laughed.
"I don't care if you watch or not," he told her. "I'm just getting pleasure pulling on my cock and looking at you. You're so beautiful that it inspires me."
"That's not nice," she said as she drove down the freeway swiftly to the restaurant.
When she got to the restaurant she saw him still jerking on his penis.
"You can't get out of the car like that," she said, shaking her head in dismay.
"All right," he told her. "I'll stay in the car. I think I'll give you twenty if you give me a blow job."
"Twenty dollars for a blow job?" she shook her head. "Where have you been living? On the moon or some planet, baby. Nobody gives cock sucks for twenty dollars anymore."
The sailor grinned.
"Now that we've established you're a hooker, I guess we'll just haggle about the price."
She didn't hesitate to tell him what she thought about that acid comment.
"You've got a lot of nerve," she said flatly.
"Yeah, and I've got a lot of cock meat here that needs satisfying," he told her. "And you won't do anything for me."
She shook her head.
"I can't. I don't know what your name is, honey, but why don't you just stick that prick of yours back in your pants and get out of this car."
He laughed.
"Honey, I'd like to make you happy," he told her. "But the only way I know how to do it is to get my rocks off. So why don't you bend your head over here and give me a cock suck?"
When she did glance at the huge cock sticking up between the legs of the athletic young sailor, there was something strangely fascinating about the tip of his penis.
"Look at it," he told her. "Just aching to shoot its load."
"You're disgusting," she quipped quickly.
"I'm also very horny," he whispered.
"That is all too obvious," Kim declared.
Before she knew what was happening, he was grabbing her and pulling her down toward his thighs.
"No, no," she told him. "Stop it."
He wasn't stopping. He had her right down between his legs. A funny smile played across his lips as he looked at her.
"Now," he told her, "just wrap your mouth on this and start sucking. You're gonna love it."
She grasped his pulsating, rigid penis. She pulled it to her lips. Inhibitions were strangely disappearing as she lost her guilt feelings and enjoyed the idea of sucking on his thick penis. Her tongue licked at the huge, throbbing cock head.
"GO AHEAD," he told her, "AND SUCK. SUCK IT REAL GOOD."
Her mouth moved up and down his thick, hard prick. As he watched it disappearing within her mouth, he reached for her head. He gripped her head and forced her farther down.
"YES, YES," he panted, "SUCK ME. SUCK ME."
Electrifying sensations went surging through her body. To her amazement, she was becoming wet at her crotch.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, IT FEELS SO GOOD," he exclaimed passionately. "SUCK IT. BABY, I'M GONNA SHOOT IT TO YOU."
He was driving his cock down her throat with all of his might. As he frantically fucked her with his rock-hard cock, she wondered how much more of this she could take.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "YES. SUCK, SUCK."
He rammed it down her throat and she could hardly take anymore. She thought she was going to choke on his prick for a moment. He reached down and pulled out his balls.
"Play with them," he ordered her. "Go ahead, play with my nuts."
Her fingers massaged his testicles.
"YES, YESSS," he panted passionately, "SUCK IT."
Her mouth traveled up and down the length of his slick manhood. And at the same time her fingers massaged his balls.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. LICK IT. EAT IT."
With light tongue lashes she licked at the hot slit at the crown of his cock.
"COME ON," he panted. "OOOHHH, BABY, I'M ALMOST THERE."
Her fingers continued massaging his balls as he kept fucking her face with wild delight.
Gladly she sucked on his huge, throbbing penis. She couldn't seem to get enough of his cock with her greedy mouth.
"GO ON, BABY, SUCK ME, SUCK ME," he whispered anxiously.
He watched her cheeks pull in as she began whimpering and sucking with wild abandon. Reaching down, he gripped her head. He shoved his whole body forward, sliding his cock deep down her throat. The most blissful sensations in the world as far as Kim was concerned, consisted of having his big, thick prick in her mouth. She enjoyed sucking on it. She could hardly wait for that delightful moment when his twitching cock would explode its creamy cum in her mouth.
"EAT ME," he panted as he kept pumping it to her.
Kim's lips fastened firmly on his hugeness. She closed her eyes in awe as she sucked on his great prick. He was panting as he pumped it savagely into her mouth.
"GET IT OFF, BABY," he gasped. "YES. SUCK, SUCK IT."
Her fingers continued playing with his lust- blown balls. She massaged them excitedly as her mouth traveled the full length of his rigid, thick prick.
"EAT IT," he cried out in lewd, wanton passion. "SUCK OFF. SWALLOW MY STUFF."
Kim's lips fastened firmly on the sailor's throbbing, surging prick. She was determined to get all of his cum when he unloaded his balls.
"OOOHHH," the sailor groaned as he watched the young, blonde cocktail waitress sucking on his prick.
Gripping her head as he was about to cum, he shoved forward.
"I'M CUMMMMING," he panted as he felt her lips tighten around his cock as he exploded in a gushing torrent of cum.
It was marvelous the way Kim sucked on his flavorful cock head. Thick, creamy cum surged down her throat. She pulled back so she could roll it around on the tip of her tongue and taste it.
"EAT IT," he begged anxiously. "SWALLOW THE STUFF."
Sucking on his cock presented a special kind of kinky pleasure to Kim. She felt that she was doing something she enjoyed. And that was all that mattered.
Her throat was prepared for even deeper thrusts as she let him ram in. His cock was in so far she could feel his balls slap against her lips. The sailor was writhing in passionate abandon as he went on shooting. Her strong lips contracted rhythmically, her tongue lapping up his juices, while her cheeks hollowed from such furious suck-and-fuck action.
"EAT IT ALL," he panted as his balls churned wildly.
He had never before attained such a sexual high. It was super the way this young girl's hot lips accepted his slippery, long shaft. He stroked her blonde hair as she finished sucking his prick. He pressed it against the back of her throat and then slowly eased off.
"Enough," he told her. "A man can only take so much cock sucking."
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
As Kim pulled her lustful mouth from his thick prick, he smiled at her. She looked up at him in amazement. She'd done this in a parking lot at a restaurant. What a dreadful thing, she thought to herself. Had she become so demented that she would take a man on anywhere, any time, any place? It was sick and it was wrong.
"Thanks, cock eater," he told her with a sly grin, and then he got out of the car.
As she saw him wandering away, she was angry at herself. She had cheapened herself terribly and she knew it all too well.
Kim wanted to speak to him. She got out of the car and started to follow him. But it was no use. He was already sitting down at the counter in the restaurant and ordering from a waitress who was talking to him. How awful, she thought to herself, to have him abandon her like this.
A man who was observing her, walked over to her.
"Anything wrong, lady?" he asked.
The frown on her face indicated she was upset about something. Judging from the way she was looking through the window of the restaurant, he figured it was probably her lover who had jilted her.
"Nothing," Kim said nervously.
"Relax," he smiled. "There are a lot of fish in the sea."
"What are you talking about?" she demanded.
"Oh, I think I know," he said as a small smile played about his lips. "You are probably angry at a lover who's jilted you. You're trying to make up your mind whether you should walk in and give him a piece of your mind."
She laughed nervously. "Are you some kind of mind reader or something?"
"No," he told her. "I'm just a guy who appreciates people. And a beautiful girl like you, I could appreciate right now."
A strange feeling to know him came over her. She wondered what it would be like to have sex with him. He was a nice-looking man in his early thirties, she calculated. He looked like a businessman. He was of medium build and muscular. The man had brown hair, regular, even features and penetrating brown eyes. Her eyes glistened as she looked at him.
"What do you want, honey?"
"Oh, anything you want to do," he smiled. "My car is parked over here."
She went over to his car. He must be quite a wealthy man, she thought to herself, as he opened the door of his silver Mark IV. They sat in the front seat and he pulled around to a remote spot at the back of the restaurant.
As the horny man unzipped his fly and reached in to pull out his thick, throbbing cock, her eyes opened in wonder. She had seen a lot of men do this and had looked at their penises, but she had never seen a cock quite this big.
"How big is it?" she asked in disbelief.
"Big enough for your muff," he smiled.
He stroked his gigantic penis a couple of times and Kim could see drops of crystal cum oozing at its quivering tip.
"Some women like to suck on it," he smiled proudly. "And some women love to have me fuck them with it. You can do anything you want with my pecker. Are you cock hungry, honey?"
The boldness of his question stunned her into silence. She couldn't believe anybody could speak so bluntly.
"I... I don't know what I want," she said.
She felt prompted to reach out and grip his huge, throbbing cock and she stroked on it a couple of times.
"Want to nibble on it?" he smiled.
Kim shook her head. "I... I just want to admire it," she said, examining his gigantic cock.
"You'd enjoy having it in your mouth," he told her. "But you might choke on it."
He laughed. She could feel the swelling tension in his penis as she pumped on it. He was even getting harder.
"I'd sure like to have that sliding in me," she admitted.
"Sure, baby, let's get in the back seat," he told her.
She got in the back seat of the car with him. He didn't take long to strip her so he could insert his penis. He threw up her skirt and pulled down her panties and looked at her pubic vee. Then he straddled her. His huge cock jutted out rigidly. A squeal of delight issued from her lips as she could hardly wait to have him slip his thick prick into her cunt.
"Come on, baby," he told her. "When I shove it in, you push back to me."
He could see her twitching pussy moistening.
"FUCK," he exclaimed as his pulsing cock throbbed powerfully in her. "OOOHHH," he gasped as he felt her cuntal muscles gripping his huge, thick prick as he began riding into her. "BABY, NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, FUCK, FUCK."
He got carried away and was talking so loud that he attracted the attention of a couple of vice officers who were coming out of the restaurant. They went over to the car and turned their flashlight on the back seat.
They identified themselves, and when the man pulled his penis from Kim's vagina, he looked at them both.
"We're gonna book you," they told them. "You don't do things like this in a public place."
"I can explain," Kim said, her voice quivering as she pulled up her panties and drew down her skirt.
"Tell it to the judge," one officer said as they both were informed of their rights.
When dawn streaked across the horizon, Kim realized this was going to be a fateful day for her. She had to phone her mother and tell her her predicament. Reluctantly, when the hour came when she could make a phone call, she dialed her mother's phone number.
"Hello, dear," her mother began. "How's everything?"
"Oh, mom," she apologized, "I'm in jail."
"What have you done?" her mother demanded.
"Oh, something awful happened to me," she told her. "I... I was caught in the back seat of a car at a restaurant. A couple of officers... " Kim let her sentence dangle in the air as she sobbed.
"I'll get a lawyer for you," her mother told her, "but it really disgusts me that you would sink to that level."
Kim's mother was true to her word. A lawyer did come and bond was posted. Her mother met her and told her how distraught she was over her conduct.
"There was an article about it in the paper," she said crisply, "and you now have a rank reputation. It hasn't helped me any with the girls at the bridge club either. They'll probably drop me at the country club when they realize the details of what you've done."
"Is that all that matters to you, mom?" Kim asked, her eyes filling with tears.
"I have to have some fun," her mother told her flatly, "and I think it's a little more respectable to play bridge at the country club than have sex in the back seat of a car with a total stranger."
