Chapter 2
Debbie was really disgusted with the world as she drove home two days later.
She had lost her job and there didn't seem to be much use in trying anywhere else in the city. She remembered the hurt look on her boss's face when she told him that she wasn't going to suck his cock.
"But I heard you like to suck," he insisted.
"It was a dirty lie," she said.
"Either suck me off or hit the road," he said. "If you sucked Don Brady, then you can suck me."
She had controlled her anger, but she hadn't been able to control the misery in her face. She had almost consented to do what he wanted, but she had just felt so bad after the first time.
She drove home in a blind fury and it didn't make her any happier to see the two people waiting for her in the front yard.
"More bill collectors," she muttered. "Ill soon send them on their way."
They had been flocking around even more after Don Brady had passed the word that she was willing. It seemed like every man in town wanted to collect in person.
"I don't want to talk with you," she said angrily, as she walked toward her door. "Send the bill by mail."
"We're not all bill collectors," the man said.
His voice halted her and she took a first good look at the two men. The younger one was blond and very handsome. He wore tight jeans and a pullover shirt that allowed his massive muscles to ripple.
The older man was also handsome, but in a much different way. He had curly black hair and a stern face. He had blue eyes that looked experienced enough to have seen everything.
She had the sudden feeling that both these men were very capable sexually.
"Well, who are you?" she asked.
The older man did the talking.
"My name is Cullen Fields," he explained. "My friend is Peter Daws. We'd like to talk with you a few minutes. You'd find it worth while."
"All right," she agreed. "Let's talk in the kitchen while I make my supper. I'm starving."
She realized that she knew nothing about these two men other than what they said their names were. They could have been rapists or murderers or even policemen. Yet she was allowing them into her house.
She found that she really wasn't very worried about being raped or killed. There was something about these two men that made them interesting.
"This way," she directed them, after she had unlocked the door.
She led them into the kitchen and started immediately preparing her dinner.
"Well," the older one said. "This is very nice. I guess you're wondering who we are."
"Yes," she admitted.
"I'm a director. A film director. Peter is an actor in my new film."
She almost burnt herself on the hot stove. As a young girl she had often dreamed of being discovered and put into the movies. She had forgotten that dream even after she'd been married to Joe.
Of course, things like that just did not happen to girls like her. It was just fantasy. But she could not help her heart beating faster.
"What would a film director be doing out here?" Debbie asked.
"We want to make a film out here," he explained. "In fact, we'd like to do it right here."
Debbie could no longer concentrate on making her dinner. She wasn't hungry any longer. She left the stove and took a seat at the kitchen table. She knew she shouldn't look so interested, but she couldn't help it.
"Here?" she asked. "You mean, on the farm?"
"Yes," he said. "This farm is perfect. We would be willing to pay rental fees. Say, five hundred a week."
"Five hundred," she said. "You want to pay me five hundred dollars a week just to use the farm for your movie?"
"Yes," he said.
"Oh," Debbie said excitedly. "It's like a dream come true. Of course you can use the farm for just as long as you like. And the longer the better."
There were a lot of things going through Debbie's mind. She was thinking of paying her bills, but she was also thinking of the movie. Perhaps she could get a job in it. Just a small part to start her off.
Then she noticed that both men looked uncomfortable.
"There is one other thing you should know," Cullen said. "Something that might make you change your mind. You see, I make porno movies. The real hard stuff."
She felt her heart pounding even faster. Somehow this wasn't really a surprise. She had seen that look in their eyes, a look of pure sex. She found herself looking over at Peter. He was an actor in the movie. That meant he had to perform on cue. She was wondering if such a man would make a good lover.
She turned a little red. Cullen was smiling when she looked back at him.
"I suppose that would be all right," she said weakly.
"It doesn't shock you?" Cullen asked. "No," she said. "I'm not really shocked. I just... "
"Would you like to see his cock?" Cullen said. "He has a masterpiece."
She felt a choking sensation in the back of her throat. She had been turned on by the fat collector, but that was nothing compared to what was happening now.
She couldn't answer. She licked her full hps. She was hot between her legs just thinking about Peter's body.
"Show her, Peter," Cullen said.
"You shouldn't," Debbie said quickly.
Her eyes were riveted to the tall, blond, young man. He got up slowly and there was a smugness in his face that told her he knew exactly what he could do to a woman.
He unzipped and the sound was loud.
Her breath caught in her throat as he reached inside and pulled his cock from his trousers.
He was only half hard but he had a magnificent cock. His long staff was ivory-white, only faintly touched with a few blue veins. His cock-head was monstrous, and his heavy balls seemed to hang halfway down his legs.
"Jesus," Debbie said softly.
She couldn't move. She couldn't think of anything else to say. She seemed to be glued to her chair as he walked to her.
"Feel it," he said. "Touch it. This cock has made more women delighted than you have ever met. I can drive you to the stars with my cock."
He was bragging, but it didn't turn her off. He said it with confidence and she knew that he could really perform the way he bragged he could.
She reached out and timidly wrapped her fingers around his slowly hardening cock.
His hand was on her thigh, pushing her legs apart. She had worn a simple skirt that day and no hose. His hand wormed between her thighs and touched her panties. He rubbed her very lightly and it felt delicious to have the fabric of her panties rubbing her pussy lips.
She squeezed his cock hard and saw a little drop of white appear on the end.
"She's hot for it, Cullen," Peter said. "She needs it. A woman like this shouldn't be kept away from a good cock. The money's not everything, baby. I'll see to it that you get all the fucking you can stand. I'll fuck you blind, baby. I'll make you beg and moan and keep coming back for more!"
Her panties were getting wet from her dripping cunt juice. He was making her so hot. His fingers knew exactly how to caress her to get the most response from her.
She looked over at Cullen. He was smiling. His eyes were going over her bare thighs and tracing the outline of her full titties.
"Let's take her upstairs," Cullen said. "To the bedroom."
"Both of you?" Debbie gasped.
"Both of us," Cullen said.
A few days earlier and she might have screamed in rage and ordered them out of the house. Instead she found herself squeezing Peter's cock.
Peter pulled her hand from his cock and bent to pick her up. He lifted her easily and his strong arms left no room for argument. One hand slipped under her dress and cupped her buttocks.
"Nice ass," he said. "I can hardly wait until I feel those legs wrapped around me."
"They made it as far as the living room. Then Cullen called a halt.
"This is better," he said. "The carpet is soft."
Cullen understood sex. She knew that doing it in the living room was far more exciting than it would have been in the bedroom. There was something naughty about sex in the living room.
Especially sex with two men!
Peter lowered her to the floor and she felt his hard cock brush wetly across her thigh. He kissed her mouth softly and pushed his tongue between her lips. She found herself gasping with pleasure.
He started to pull away and her arms went quickly around his neck. Her tongue touched his and she tried to suck his tongue deep into her mouth.
His hands touched her titties and she felt other hands touching her thighs. Cullen was getting in on the action. She felt his hands going under her skirt and touching her already soaking panties.
"Let's give her the treatment," Cullen said.
Debbie wondered what the treatment was, but she knew that she really didn't care. With two pairs of hands caressing her tingling flesh she couldn't care about anything but the good feelings they gave her.
"Ahhhh," Debbie moaned, as she felt Peter undoing her blouse.
"I want to look at your titties," Peter said. "You have a nice pair. I want to bite them a little. I want to hear you cry!"
"Yes," she moaned. "Oh yes. Do anything you want."
He undid her blouse and reached behind her back. He undid her bra with practiced fingers. He didn't pull it off. He simply tugged it up around her neck so that her twin peaks were exposed to his eyes.
"Ummm, baby," he said. "I knew they'd be sweet-looking. I wonder how they taste!"
He bent his head over her titties and she felt his wet tongue brush hotly at one nipple.
She groaned at the sweet pleasure his lips gave her. Her nipples grew hard and aching under his tongue. He tongued her until both her titties were covered with his saliva. The air touching her wet skin made her even more excited.
"Oh," she moaned. "You're making me so hot. Your lips are like fire. You're making me feel so strange down there. I love it. God, how I love it."
She didn't protest as she felt Cullen lifting up her ass and slipping his hands underneath her panties.
"Cullen," she groaned.
He laughed loudly as if he knew the effect he was having on her.
He grasped her panties and slipped them down her long, shapely legs. Her skirt was bunched at her waist as he parted her legs.
"Delicious," Cullen said. "That's eating pussy. Keep sucking her titties, Peter, while I make her cry with a little pussy eating."
She couldn't believe it was happening. She lifted her head slightly and she could see his face going between her thighs. She nearly screamed as she felt his tongue touching her pubic hairs.
It was unlike anything she had ever experienced. Cullen pushed his face into the warmth of her cunt and his tongue probed at her cuntlips.
Peter continued to suck and bite her tits as Cullen explored her pussy. His tongue kept playing all around her throbbing cunt, causing her to shiver with a desire that she never knew she had. She moaned as she felt his tongue push apart her quivering cuntlips and touch the inner walls of her cunt.
His hands went underneath her to cup her ass. He lifted her up so that his tongue could get to her easier. She moaned as she felt his tongue go even deeper.
Cullen knew exactly how to tease and bring her to an intense excitement. His probing tongue licked at her cunt juices and the noises he made added to her excitement. She arched her back and pushed more of her tit into Peter's hungry mouth.
It had never been like this before. Joe had satisfied her but he had never taken her to such heights of joy. The fat collector had been exciting, also, but that could never compare with this.
"Oh God," she said. "Oh Jesus, both of you are driving me crazy. So crazy. I can't stand it. It feels so good I'm hurting. I'm so hot."
She shivered as she felt his tongue brush against her swollen clit. Again his tongue covered it and pulled at it. Every nerve in her body screamed as his lips covered her hard nubbin and sucked at her.
"Oh Jesus," she yelled. "What are you doing to me? Oh Jesus, that's nice. That's strange. Oh Jesus, that's setting me on fire!"
There could have been no picture no more lewd-looking than Debbie thrashing about the floor under the fiery caresses of the two tongues. She had one hand buried in Peter's hair and her other hand stroked his muscular back.
She bit her upper lip until she was afraid that blood might come.
The clutching hands on her ass would not let her escape the growing desire.
"I'm coming," she gasped. "I'm coming. I'm tearing apart! It's crazy! Oh taste my juices! Suck them up! Swallow them. I'm so HOTTTTAAAA-GGGHHHH!"
He never took his head away. Not even when her strong, sturdy thighs tried to close together on his head. Not when she flooded him with a river of her juices. Never had her cunt flooded so much.
"Ooooh," she groaned. "My husband kissed me there once or twice, but nothing was ever like that. Nothing ever was. Oh Jesus Christ, that was nice!"
She felt weak and helpless as she lay on the floor. She was aware of the men getting up. Cullen had gone to the kitchen while Peter got undressed.
She felt herself growing warm again as she watched Peter strip out of his clothes. There was nothing weak or pudgy about Peter. His stomach was flat as her own and his muscles rippled as he undressed.
His chest was covered with curly blond hairs that really turned her on.
But it was his cock that interested her the most. She could already feel her cunt tingling with desire for it. She couldn't believe that she was getting so randy but she knew that Peter could take her to new heights of pleasure.
He kicked off the rest of his clothes and stood smiling at her. His cock had grown limp again but one soft touch of her fingers made it spring up hard and ready.
"God," she said huskily. "You're so beautiful. I've never seen a man so beautiful. Never in my life. Your cock is every woman's desire."
She wrapped her fingers about his rod and began to move her hand up and down. A lustful expression came over his face and he closed his eyes.
"That's nice, lady," he said. "That's nice. Keep beating my meat like that."
She remembered that beating his meat had been an expression Joe had used one night at the drive-in. They had been teenagers then and he had been hot and horny and he wanted her to do something for him. He had begged her to jerk him off and she had reluctantly agreed.
She had taken his throbbing cock in her hand and given him a couple of quick strokes before he exploded in a geyser of thick cum. Some of it had stained her dress and she had a time explaining it.
But that had not been very exciting for her. Touching this great blond man was. Just having her hand around his beautiful cock was turning her body to a knot of desire.
Cullen walked quietly back into the room. She wasn't shy about letting him see her jerking Peter off. She felt no shame at it. In fact, she only felt a need to have Cullen join the fun.
"I borrowed some of your booze," he said. He sipped at his drink and sat down on the couch. "Come over here," he said.
She didn't want to stop touching Peter's cock but there was a commanding tone in his voice that she could not help but obey. Peter might have been a blond god, but Cullen was the strong one. Cullen was the boss, and his commands had to be quickly obeyed.
She came to him on her knees and he pressed her face down between his legs.
Her lips touched his hard bulge and even through his trousers she could sense his excitement.
"Take it out," he said.
She was quick to comply. She unzipped his trousers and reached inside. Her fingers discovered his prick bunched in his shorts and she worked to get it out. When it sprang free finally it brushed against her cheek, leaving a wet smear.
"Kiss it," he said. "Show me how much you appreciate what I did for you. Show me how much you want us to make our picture at your farm."
She wrapped her fingers around the stem of his throbbing tool and pressed her mouth to the cock-head. She tasted the salty flavor of his sperm.
"Good, baby," he said. "I think you have a natural talent for cock-sucking. Maybe I might even use you in the movie."
She shivered as she thought of herself being fucked on the screen. She didn't think of the consequences of such an action. All she could think of now was the fiery heat between her thighs.
She opened her mouth wider and sucked in his cock-head. She hadn't used her tongue very much on the fat man but now she began to lick around the sensitive area of his cock-head.
He groaned softly and she felt her lips and tongue get sticky from his lubricating fluid.
"Touch my balls, baby," he urged her. "A man likes to have his balls played with when he's getting sucked. Ahhhh, baby, now you're getting the idea. Now suck it deep. Feel me deep in your throat."
She sucked his hard cock deep into her throat. She felt his cock-head throbbing against the muscles of her throat. She tasted a little wetness.
She was again filled with the hungry need to taste cum. She couldn't understand it but she knew she wanted him spurting in her mouth. Her mouth gobbled him feverishly and she used her tongue when she could.
"God, baby," he said. "God, it feels good. You're making me hot. Really hot. You've got an educated mouth. A talented tongue!"
He started gasping for breath as she continued to work on his throbbing rod.
She felt Peter behind her. He was lifting her ass up high and positioning her cunt so that he could enter. She loved the feel of his strong hands grasping her asscheeks.
She trembled as she felt his thick cock pressed against her tender pussy. Two cocks at once seemed to be the most exciting thing that had ever happened to her.
She sucked Cullen's prick up all the way to his balls. Peter had his cock in his hand and he was rubbing the huge cock-head up and down her entrance. She was already spilling hot pussy juice.
She pressed back against him, trying to draw his thick prick up her cunt.
"Fuck her, Peter," Cullen said. "Show her what it feels like to have that big cock in her cunt. Show her what makes the ladies beg for more."
It happened so suddenly that she almost bit Cullen's cock. Peter gave a fierce shove and slammed his cock deep into her cunt.
It was fantastic. He went into places that she had never been fucked in before.
He fitted so snugly that she thought he was going to rip her cunt.
"God, she's sucking now," Cullen gasped. "She likes having that big old cock in her cunt. Fuck her hard, Peter. Fuck her so that she drinks my cock dry."
She would have drunk his cock dry anyway. She was hungry for his jism.
But having Peter in her cunt made things even more exciting. She pushed her ass back at him as he began to fuck her in short, savage strokes.
Cullen's fingers pulled at her hair. She was no longer in command and she was no longer sucking him. She couldn't do anything but hold still as his hips began to jerk.
He was mouth-fucking her as savagely as Peter was cunt-fucking her.
She could feel two sets of balls slapping against her chin and cunt. She could hear herself making soft gasping sounds as Cullen drove his rod into her mouth.
Cullen's hands dropped from her hair to her tits. She moaned deep in her throat as she felt his hands grasping her titties tightly, and running his thumb and forefinger over her aching nipples.
"Shit, baby," Cullen moaned. "I'm going to blow it in your mouth. I'm going to fill your hot mouth with my jism. I want you to swallow it, baby. I want you to drink my cum down like it's milk. Oh, I can feel it coming. I can feel it coming. SHIT, I'M COMINGGGG, SHITTTT!"
She was not afraid of his coming in her mouth. She went down on him all the way to his balls as she felt the first spurt of his jism pour into her throat.
His come was thick and it seemed to bum her throat like liquid fire as it went down. She kept sucking at him until she was sure there was no more left. Then she still did not release him. She used her mouth and tongue to lick him dry and make sure she didn't miss a single drop.
Having him come in her mouth was driving her up the wall. She was matching Peter's hard strokes with rhythmic jerks of her ass.
"Baby," Peter moaned. "Baby, you're so tight. It feels so good! I love your pussy. I love to put my cock deep inside you. I love you to move like that. Shit, I'm going to come. I'm going to fill your cunt with my cum. Get ready, baby. Get ready for ITTTTTT!"
She was only seconds behind him as his thrusting cock emptied his load into her pussy.
Spasms of hot excitement rocked her body and sent her higher than she had ever gone before. She was in a dreamy state when she quit coming, and she was hardly aware that the two men were getting dressed.
She became aware of the world again when Cullen handed her a handkerchief.
"Wipe your chin," Cullen said. "You've got cum on it."
She took his handkerchief and wiped the drop of his cum from her chin.
"You were fantastic, sugar," Peter said. "The best piece of ass I've had in a while. I think we'll be able to use you in the movie if you perform as well before the camera."
"I agree," Cullen said. "I see you feel tired, so I'll just leave your first week's rent on the counter.
We'll be setting up the equipment in the morning. The actors should be getting here soon."
She was barely aware of when they left. She could hardly move. She thought about going upstairs but decided against it. She remembered her supper just before she closed her eyes.
"The hell with it," she said dreamily, and drifted off into deep sleep.