Chapter 3
In spring a young man's fancy turns to love. This could also be stated; 'in spring a young man's fancy turns to sex.' When the colleges let out for spring vacations all around the nation young people head for the resorts. Florida's beaches are always packed with youth at this time of year. California's resort communities are filled to overflowing.
Mike explained his problem to me, relating how it began during a spring vacation sex orgy.
"You're a young man who doesn't look like he has a problem in the world," I smiled.
"Appearances are deceiving," he said quietly. I studied him for a long moment. Mike was almost six feet tall, olive-skinned, black hair and intense black eyes. He was slim and quite handsome. No doubt he was very popular among the women. But something was bugging him so much he couldn't sit still.
"Be frank, Mike, I've heard a lot about sexual problems. To you it may seem totally unique, nobody else but you ... you're probably wrong. If you've done it, somebody else has too."
He grinned, stretched out and tried to relax. "When you put it that way, maybe you've got something there."
"Of course I have," I nodded, "now, go ahead and tell me what you want to about your problems."
"It began last spring vacation, over a year ago. We were all heading for Catalina Island."
"You and who else?"
"All the guys in our fraternity and a lot of other kids from college. We practically took over a big old motel on the side of the mountain."
"Took over a motel?"
"Yep," he smiled, "I'll never forget that place. It was kind of old and beat-up. We didn't care. Matter of fact that made it all the more fun. Dave, he was the Frat President, had brought along his Super-8 movie projector and said he had some educational films to show us. We all knew what that meant.
First night there we got drunk on wine. Wine's good and it's cheap too. Well, we were in this double suite showing dirty movies and drinking wine and having a ball.
"Look at that," one guy broke up laughing when this big old dog rammed his dog-dong up this chick's cunt. I flipped. God, I never saw anything like it before.
When the dog fuck-flick had finished, we were all horny as hell and didn't know what to do about it.
"We need us some ass," Dave announced. "Let's go ass-huntin'."
There were fifteen of us guys and we figured if we could get three chicks to come up to the room with us we could take turns. The logical place seemed to be down in the village or along the beachfront.
"In one hour, let's make it back here," Dave began, "divide up into three groups of five guys. Each group finds one chick. Use strategy. Maybe one guy should make the pitch. Maybe you all should try ... however you do it, I don't give a damn ... just bring a chick back."
When we'd sub-divided into three groups of guys, we parted company and went on a cunt-search.
I suggested we comb the beach. Girls who dig getting screwed often like to hang around the dark beach at night. Guys can spot them, and try to get them.
It was a warm, spring night. The full moon was shining on the sea and the waves were lapping lazily on the beach. We were all wearing our swim trunks and shirts and thongs. The chicks were in their bikinis and looked like they were asking for it. I saw a blonde number walking alone in a white swim suit.
"Dig that?" I asked the guys. They started licking their chops.
"We don't want to scare her off," I smiled. "Let me make the pitch ... I'm good at things like that."
I walked over to her and she smiled.
"Hi."
"Hi," she replied.
"Beautiful out here tonight, isn't it?"
"Yes," she grinned, "it really is."
"You from L.A.?"
"Yes," she replied.
"We're going to have a party," I grinned. "I like parties."
"Wild ones?"
"They're the best kind." I laughed, "You're wonderful ... what's your name?"
"Does it make any difference?" she laughed. "I guess not," I admitted. "Will you join us?"
"Us?"
"My buddies and me," I said, glancing knowingly toward my friends waiting in the distance.
"One of those things," she said tightly. "I don't dig gang-bangs."
"Oh, no," I said, trying desperately to trap her pussy for my pecker.
"Just one guy," she said evenly. "You ... if they want to do it, let them find their own."
"Alright," I told her, "but you and I could make sweet music."
I talked her into joining us and we all headed back for the motel room. When we all got there, there were only three chicks as we'd originally planned and fifteen guys.
The important thing was to get the girls drunk. We passed the chilled wine around and everybody was getting drunk. Once they didn't know what they were doing, we could do it to them, no complaints.
"I'm feeling wonderful," the blonde girl smiled.
"You look super-sexy," I rubbed her ego.
"Thanks, luv," she nodded, "you should see me without the swim suit!"
"I'd love to," I assured her.
"Hey, chicks, why don't you do us horny guys a favor and strip? Let's see what a lot of sexy beauties we got around here."
The two other chicks were loaded now.
"Sure, sure we'll show you guys a good piece of ass," they chorused.
The blonde girl, not to be out-done, began undressing. Soon the two brunettes and the blonde were bare-ass naked.
"Everybody, everybody bare-ass," Dave demanded. The men didn't take long to obey. Clothes were thrown all over the place as the shirts and swim trunks came off. Soon fifteen pricks were pointed at the three pussies.
"You look good enough to eat," I told the blonde when I got a load of her sweet little cunt.
"Why don't you eat me?"
"Hey, guys, watch me eat this chick's pussy," I said, grabbing her and taking her off to the bed.
She spread for me. I got between her legs and began licking. Slipping my tongue up her cunt I probed and searched her pussy.
"Ohhhh, watch him eat that cunt," Dave said, grabbing his tool in the excitement.
She reached down and held me fastened to her pussy. Reaching up I gripped her titties and squeezed them.
"Suck her out, suck it, eat it up," she panted. The boys were pleased. Now they had their real live sex show and they didn't have to get their kicks looking at dirty flicks in the dark.
"Why don't you let her eat your pecker while you eat her pussy?" Dave asked.
Lifting my mouth from her snatch, I gulped, "Why not?" My old dong was so hard it was almost there. I flipped over, straddled her and lowered my cock in her face, She grabbed it and licked its head smoothly.
"Suck that cock," Dave urged her, "and when you finish blowing him baby, I want to drive my pecker up your ass."
She was giving me a supersuck. I dug her cunt. Poking my tongue way up in there I could taste her sweet juices.
"Hey, that nice little cunt is getting all wet," Dave smiled as he saw my lips coated with her cunt juke.
"Suck it, suck it off," he told her tapping her head. I drove my pecker down her throat and she sucked smoothly.
"That's it ... ohhh, baby, keep it up. Now, you're fucking ... beautiful ... ohhhhhh, I dig that ... that's it ... fuck it."
Her hot mouth was swiftly bringing me to climax.
"Ohhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming," I said, pulling away from her pussy a minute. My old pecker shot its load in her sucking mouth and she ate it.
"My turn, my turn," Dave said, pushing me off her. "I dig ass-fucking, baby, let me have your asshole."
Turning her around, two other guys got on the bed. One crouched near her mouth, holding his dong out to her. She took it and sucked on it ... a real orgy girl. And Dave fitted his prick up her asshole, while another fellow got his cock lined up for her pussy.
Once the three guys had their dongs up her holes they all fucked away, nice as you please.
"You've got a nice tight ass," Dave smiled excitedly as he rammed his dick in and out of her asshole.
"Eat it, baby, eat my prick," the fellow fucking her insisted. She massaged his nuts, shoving a finger up his asshole, much to his delight.
"Suck it real good," he said, "I'll cream good for ya', baby, just keep eating."
The two men having sex with her cunt and her asshole, worked to build to climax together.
"Hey, you cats, why don't you have a triple-orgasm?"
"Great idea," Dave said, glancing at the fellow across from him who was screwing her cunt. "Feel my tempo and don't race your cock too fast."
"I'm hot," the guy protested.
"So am I," Dave assured him, "but I don't want my gun to go off before I have myself some fun ... okay?"
"Okay," he panted, as he drove it up her tight box. "How you comin'?" the guy fucking her face asked, patting her head gently as he grunted and groaned and strained while he fucked her.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck it," he panted as he drove it down her throat.
"Ohhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming," he gasped, unloading his ball juice in her mouth. "Suck it all out, eat it up, that's it ... eat it up."
She gobbled him down and Dave drove it to the hilt up her asshole. "I'm coming, ahhhhh, ohhhhh," he groaned as he shot his load up her ass.
"Me too," the third fucker gasped excitedly. "Grab my dick, baby, grab it...."
She churned her ass around, pumping their penises as they kept unloading. This was followed with more fucks. And then boredom set in.
"Why don't we have a graveyard orgy?"
"You're out of your cotton-pickin' mind," Dave exploded. "Screwing in a graveyard ... oh, God, you've flipped."
"No, I mean it ... why not? It'd be like a sexy horror movie."
"He's got a good idea," the blonde agreed. "It's original."
"Sure, cause anybody who screws in the graveyard has to be nuts."
"Not necessarily," she said. "Orgy action goes on everywhere."
"Yeah, yeah, let's fuck off to the graveyard," the other guys agreed. Seizing a whip, I felt high on the idea. "I'll whip your bare ass by moonlight, baby, and fuck you on a tombstone."
"You've flipped, but I love it," the blonde said excitedly as she slipped into her white swim suit and the other fellows got their swim trunks on.
"Better not go in one big group," I advised, "people might get suspicious ... people like the fuzz."
Again, we subdivided, just like we did when we launched our cunt search. Only this time, it wasn't three groups of five fellows; it was three groups of five fellows with a chick for each group. Quietly, we slipped out by group.
We were the lead group. The blonde chick wouldn't leave me alone. She kept asking things about me. "How old are you?"
"Seventeen," I told her.
"That's too bad," she said.
"Why?"
"I'm nineteen."
"That's not much difference in age," I laughed.
"But the man should be older," she said sadly. "Oh, well, we can always fuck together."
When we got to the graveyard the closed iron gates made me realize there was an obstacle to graveyard screwing I hadn't counted on.
"We'll just have to climb over," I said, as I started to climb the iron gates. The other fellows followed but the blonde looked at me helplessly.
"Ohhh, you can do it," I told her. Soon the other guys were there too.
"Lift her up ... we don't want to be in here without the females."
We managed to get the girls up and over the gates and then we hunted for a good fucking spot.
"Hey, look at this nice screwing tombstone, flat and beautiful for fucking."
The blonde girl quickly stretched out and I helped her strip. Naked in the moonlight on the ridiculous tombstone, she looked so damned appealing. Her stand-up breasts, her trim shape, I couldn't wait to really fuck her.
"Spread for me, baby," I said climbing on her. She did eagerly. I poked my pecker into her slit and soon our bodies were one. Her wonderful soft titties pressed against my hairy chest and she was covering my face with kisses.
"Fuck me, ohhh, ohhhh, fuck me," she begged. I rammed it to her good.
Dave had a nice idea.
"Why don't you suck his ass out while he fucks her?" he asked one of the chicks. The guys were quiet, wondering if the brunette would take up the suggestion. She did hesitate for a second or two.
"Why not?" she said, throwing off her swim suit, and getting down behind my ass and spreading my cheeks.
"Get right in there and suck it for him," Dave insisted. Forcing her face in my asshole, her tongue flipped out and soon she was giving me a fabulous ass-suck.
"Beautiful," I turned to tell her. "Get that tongue way up there and tongue-fuck me."
She drove it up there and my ass really got turned on. Now I was humping the blonde like crazy and she was going out of her gourd. Her fingernails ground into my back till I thought it would bleed.
"Fuck me, ohhhh, baby, give me your big old prick ... I want it all," she panted.
I gave her my all ... every damned inch of it, driving, pushing, screwing. She loved it, turning and twisting her tail around my hammer-cock.
"Ohhhh, keep that up. Way up there. Now, you're getting it up there where I like it ... ahhhh, ohhhhh, I love it."
With hard thrusts I knocked it to her. And then I came, gushing in her cunt.
"Oh, baby," I moaned, lavishing her face with kisses as I tingled all over. My ass was turned on with the ass-suck, my balls being massaged with the girl's hands, my pecker was clutched in the blonde chick's cunt and she was twisting and grinding. This was being fucked and sucked at the same time.
I couldn't stand it. I shot my load. "Oh, God, I'm coming, I'm coming," I gasped.
I really shot a big load up her cunt. When I finished laying her the other guys lined up.
"Hey, use some other nice spot and screw the other chicks." The other chicks laid on the cold ground and the guys made them.
When we finished I walked back to the beach alone with the blonde doll.
"You're quite a stud," she smiled, "quite a stud."
"I've got to fuck you again when I get back in L.A. Will you give me your address?"
"Sure," she grinned, "I'm glad you want to screw me again. I really dug you."
A week later I looked her up. She lived in a plush section of west L.A. It was a white brick apartment house with lots of glass windows looking out over the sprawling city lights below.
I rang the doorbell and she answered through a loud speaker system.
"Who is it?"
"Mike."
"Mike, I'm busy, could you drop by later?"
"Sure, baby, how much later?" There was a pause. "A couple of hours ought to be okay." She giggled and I suspected she was drinking.
"Okay, I'll see you then," I told her. I drove around and enjoyed the Sunset Strip. A lot of cute chicks were hitch-hiking and one in a leather outfit really turned me on.
"Want a lift?"
"Yeah," she smiled sexily. She got in and the strong perfume hit me.
"How far you goin'?" she asked.
"As far as you want to, baby."
"I go all the way," she said quietly. I drove around the hills above the strip and wound around till I found a secluded knoll overlooking the city below.
"What do you want to do?" she asked, when I parked the car and motioned for her to slide over to me.
"Eat your pussy," I grinned.
"Sure, sure you can eat me ... and I'll blow you, but it will cost you something."
"Everybody's gotta eat ... how much, chick?"
"Ten bucks!" she said anxiously.
"I'll tip you two if you do a nice job," I told her. She relaxed and laughed without humor. "Thanks."
I was so turned on at the sight of her exposed thighs I got down on the seat and lifted her leather skirt.
"Wow," I said when I saw her shaved box. "Like what you see?"
"You better believe it," I nodded, stroking her softly.
"What you guys see in eating pussy I'll never know," she smiled.
"I hope not. You'd be a Lez if you did." We both laughed and then I went at it, licking her moist mound. She was enjoying herself. I diddled her box and she was starting to come.
"Eat it," she whispered sexily. I bent over and put my face in her snatch and began licking.
"Suck it," she begged. I poked my tongue in her gash and started licking. She tasted good. With her fingers running through my hair she forced her pelvis farther in my face and my tongue fucked her.
"I love it, ohhhh, that's beautiful," she gasped, "suck me ... ohhhh, suck me."
Nibbling on her clit did it. She came. I licked anxiously sucking all her delicious juices in my mouth and swallowing them. When I pulled away from her pussy, a contented grin spread across her face.
"I dig you," she sighed.
"Maybe you should pay me then," I teased.
"I'll take care of you now," she whispered as she reached for the zipper on my pants. Unzipping me, she pulled out my rigid pecker.
"You're well hung," she complimented me.
"Never had any complaints."
"Just think, here I am gripping your joint and I don't even know your name."
"Well, I sucked your pussy and didn't know your's...."
"What is your name?"
"Mike," I smiled. "Mike with the dick you like!"
"Beautiful," she laughed, "I'm Joyce...."
"That's a pretty name ... Joyce ... Joyce, baby, will you suck Mick's big stiff prick?"
Gripping it tighter in her hand, she said, "It'll be a pleasure, Mike."
She bent over and her tongue licked all around its crown.
I was horny and didn't want to waste time getting my rocks off.
"Oh, baby, come on and suck it for me," I panted. "Please honey, suck it off."
She slipped her mouth over it and began sucking with small tongue lashes. Finally she got her mouth down over the whole thing and massaged my nuts.
I guided her, "Suck my dick ... eat it up ... eat that pecker."
Dirty talk turned her on. "Suck it, you cocksucker, suck ... ohhh, ahhhhh, I'm coming ... I'm coming."
Spasms of sperm flashed down her throat as I came. She greedily sucked every bit of it. Cleaning it off, she pulled away from it. I was still hard as a rock.
"You've got a good cock there, Mike ... real good."
"You've got a nice hot mouth, Joyce."
I got out a ten and two ones and paid her. She looked at the money regretfully for a second or two.
"I dug it so much, Mike, I hate to do this."
"Aw, forget it ... we had a ball."
I drove her back to the Strip and let her try her luck again. No doubt she'd scoot up to her apartment and put the money away and dash down to the boulevard again and try to make some more.
When I rang the buzzer at the apartment, she answered quickly.
"Betty, baby, it's Mike."
"Come on up, Mike ... I'm in 302." The buzzer rang, releasing the door. I went up on an elevator and got out and walked down a thick-carpeted hall. Rapping on her door, she replied swiftly. She looked beautiful in a pale blue see-through negligee.
"Come in, Mike," she smiled seductively.
I stepped in. Everything was class. Silver silky French Provincial furniture and rich blue rugs. Everything seemed to blend with Betty's blonde skin.
"Can I fix you something to drink?"
"Why not?"
"What'll you have?"
"Gin," I told her. She brought me a drink quickly and promptly made another for herself. Over drinks we got so turned on I wanted to rape her and fuck her on the sofa.
"That was a wild time we had up in the graveyard, wasn't it?" she chuckled.
"You bet it was," I nodded, not taking my eyes off her nearly bare naked titties. "Hey, why don't we take off our clothes?"
"You horny?" she giggled.
"I'll show you how horny I am," I told her, unzipping and pulling out my big prick. 'You call that horny?"
"I do, indeed," she said, looking at it as if she was cock-hypnotized.
"Will you suck it for me?"
"Sure, I will," she grinned, reaching for a couple of ice cubes and slipping them in her mouth. "You eat ice cubes?"
Her mouth was full of ice. She couldn't answer, so she shook her head.
"You are unusual," I smiled.
She nodded, and then popped the ice cubes out in a glass. She walked over to where I was sitting, dropped to her knees and pulled my prick to her mouth.
Getting it in her cool mouth was great. I dug it ... hot cock, cool mouth.
"Ohhh, that feels good," I told her, "keep sucking."
I didn't have to tell her that. Cock turned her on. She sucked smoothly. I was going out of my gourd. Her fingers played with my balls, she teased my ass and kept the action up.
"Suck it, suck it off," I ordered her. She sucked like a wild woman. And with her fingers teasing my nuts, I got so turned on I grabbed her head and drove it down her throat.
"Now, eat it up ... eat my dick ... eat it," I gasped, exploding in her mouth.
Hungrily gulping my juices, she gobbled my prick. We were both having a ball. Slowly, she slid off my dick and I told her, "Honey, you've got a great routine."
"I should have," she grinned, "I'm in the hundred-dollar an hour class."
"That's first-class ass," I laughed, tapping her head softly.
She slid out of her negligee and stood before me alluringly naked.
"I got ideas for us," she said.
I scratched myself, "I got ideas, too."
"Out of your clothes," she insisted. I took off my shirt, got out of my pants and pulled down my shorts.
"Come in my bedroom," she said. "See how I make it."
What a bedroom. A huge mirror was behind her bed. And I saw a couple whips standing in the corner.
"You use those?" I asked, pointing to them.
"Sure," she laughed. "Haven't you ever whipped a woman before?"
"No, I haven't," I admitted.
"It's a groovy experience," she smiled. "Try me."
Saying no more she got on the bed and turned her rosy ass up for me and handed me the whip.
"Go ahead and whip me, silly," she insisted.
I didn't dig this. Goddamnit, I was no sadist.
"Afraid?" she teased. "Scared you might hurt me?" That did it. It brought out the fire in me. I walked over to the shapely blonde buttocks and something seized me ... an urge to hurt her.
Lifting the whip I brought it down hard. She gasped, "Ohhh, I love it, I love it, keep whipping me, keep it up."
I kept smacking her ass with the whip. The sound of the whip slapping her bare flesh excited my nuts. I was getting a good hard-on again.
"Keep it up," she demanded. Damnit, if she wanted her cute little ass beat, I'd beat it.
"Ohhhh, I love it, I love it," she moaned when the blood came. I quit beating her, my cock was rock hard.
"Why don't you lick the blood off," she whispered excitedly. I got on the bed and held her beautiful blonde ass in my hands. The bright red blood made it all the more inviting.
There wasn't much blood, just a few streaks but enough to turn me on. Licking the blood off her ass turned me on. She arched her ass up and begged me to suck her ass.
Burying my face in her ass, I licked it.
"Suck my ass," she pleaded, "suck it...."
I sucked all around her asshole with wide tongue lashes, then stiffened my tongue and tongue-fucked her.
"Ohhhh, that's nice," she gasped, "that's real nice." Sliding it swiftly in and out I managed to give her the strange excitement she craved. Her pussy was peeking out tantalizingly from beneath her so I slipped out of her asshole, and glided into her twat.
"Beautiful," she groaned, flipping over and throwing her pelvis in my face. Gushing in my mouth, I licked her hot cum juices. Finishing, I slapped her butt playfully.
"We were made for each other," she laughed, "we really were."
"Okay," I smiled, "we gotta try everything tonight."
"Haven't we about scooped the sex scene?"
"Not quite," I told her, "I never fucked your ass."
"You like it Greek style?"
"Sure, I do ... doesn't everybody now and then?"
"I suppose so," she agreed, getting up on all fours. "Fuck away."
Getting behind her I spit in my hand and lubricated my prick. Then I pushed it. She was tight.
"Don't kill me," she insisted.
"I'll try not to," I said, shoving it hard up her ass.
Once it was up there it felt fantastic. She churned her shapely blonde ass around it like a real pro and I drove it hard. Bending over I played with her titties while I screwed her. She liked that.
"Fuck it," she said excitedly, "I love having you up me ... keep fucking ... get it off in me."
Her liking it turned me on. I rammed it hard up her ass. She ground it around for me.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck it," I panted and kept on screwing her. She threw her ass back to meet me.
"Oh, God, you're a great grind," I whispered, knocking it up there good.
"Ohhhh, ahhhhh, keep it up ... keep twisting, I'm shooting." The sperm shot up her ass. Pinching her titties, I drove it in. Slowly sliding out of her, my prick felt satisfied. I flipped over and lay there on the bed.
"What do you do for a living ... screw?" I asked her.
"Well, not exactly," she said. "I'm under contract."
"What?"
"Yeah, a producer has hired me to work in pictures ... small parts but he promised me he'd build me up."
"Does he care if you play around with other guys?"
"Not at all," she laughed, "he's bi-sexual ... he likes to watch."
"He's a voyeur ... I know what that is ... I read about them. They're men who dig sex most when they watch other men screw ... yeah...."
"Maybe he can watch us fuck ... you wouldn't care would you, luv?"
"I don't know," I told her. "Seems to me he must be some kind of a queer kook if he digs watching other men screw."
"Oh, no," she said, "he's just sophisticated."
"Sophisticated?"
"Don't you dig? That means somebody who knows the score ... whose had it every way ... you name it. Now, Rodney is like that. He likes to do real unusual stuff."
"He's a dirty sonofabitch," I snapped. "He's twisted."
"Honey, you're so damned naive," she smiled. "You've been doing the sadistic stuff tonight ... just a little blood, but you liked licking the blood off my ass tonight, didn't you?"
"Yes, yes, I did," I admitted.
"Well, sophisticated sex is trying other things ... I think we should have a little three-way orgy next time with Rodney."
"I don't know about him."
"Grow up," she snapped. "I've done things with women ... mind you, not cause I dig chicks myself, but because it's the 'in' thing to do at parties sometimes. I mean some producer's wife swings and if you don't let her eat your pussy, you could get in trouble."
"Trouble?"
"Sure, she can tell her husband not to use you in a flick ... I mean, it happens everyday. A girl has to play her cards right. Like me and Linda. I screwed with Linda and she pulled strings and I got starred in "Two Girls for Bill" and that put me in orbit."
"You're a movie star?"
"Well, in a way I am ... you might say I'm a dirty motion picture star ... I mean dirty flick star-nude shows, fuck shows ... dig?"
She talked me into letting Rodney watch. A week later I went up to her pad and she greeted me at the door with her same sexy smile.
"Mike, luv, you look so good tonight. Maybe Rodney will want to use you in the movies."
"Dirty movies?"
"Do they make any others these days?"
I hugged her close to me, and then I saw Rodney sitting there, watching.
"Rodney, meet Mike ... Mike, meet Rodney."
Rodney was a nice looking, middle-aged, grey-haired man. He was dressed in a green check sports coat and looked real sharp.
"Good evening," he smiled, got up and shook hands with me. "Good evening," I nodded.
"A good drink ought to get us grooving," she smiled. Soon we were all stinkin' drunk.
"Shall we adjourn to the bedroom?" Rodney asked.
"Anytime," Betty nodded.
"Let's see who can strip first," she giggled when we were in the bedroom.
She didn't have much on so she won the contest. I felt uneasy with Rodney watching. Hell, I didn't want no pervert peeping when I screwed her ... but if watching me would help her career, I figured I should try to help.
"Oh, you've got a good body," Rodney smiled. He was bare naked now and looking me over.
"I told you he had a good build on him," Betty grinned proudly.
"That he does," Rodney nodded, studying me closely.
Betty got on the bed, leaned back and spread for me.
"Want to eat me first, baby?" she grinned.
I looked at Rodney...."Want to eat her?"
He shook his head and smiled, "I just watch," and he reached down and began stroking his penis.
Now I felt edgy as hell, this dirty flick producer jerking while I was sucking.
Betty was becoming impatient, "Rodney, love, don't neglect me."
I got on the bed, pushed my face in her crotch and began licking. Now I was curious to know just what kicks this voyeur character was getting by watching. He pulled out his huge pecker and massaged his balls.
"Suck her cunt," he panted. "Get right in there and eat her fish box."
I turned. I wanted to tell him off. Calling it a fish box on top of everything else was too damned much to take.
"Honey, aren't you going to eat me?" Betty insisted.
"Yeah, baby," I said, returning to her pussy and licking. Reaching up I groped her titties while I sucked on her cunt. Rodney was going out of his gourd.
"Beautiful," he groaned, "keep that up ... oh, now, now you're groovin'...."
He didn't feel one bit embarrassed about what he was doing. He walked over to the bed, holding his huge poker rod out and stroking faster.
"Baby, why don't you eat me?" he suggested.
"Get up here, luv," she smiled, "you can straddle me while he eats me."
Rodney got on her, straddling her chest, lowering his buttocks on her titties and holding her head in one hand, his cock in the other and guided himself into her mouth.
"Come on, cocksucker," he panted, "eat that prick ... gobble it down ... eat it."
Betty sucked it good. Funny but I got turned on watching Rodney fuck her face.
"How's her pussy?" Rodney grinned, turning to watch me while he shoved his pecker down her throat.
Lifting my sucking mouth for a minute, I grinned, "Damned good. You ought to try it yourself."
Rodney didn't reply. He turned to tell Betty to go on eating his cock.
"Suck it, baby, suck it, ohhh, that feels good." He was pumping so hard the bedsprings were squeaking. Now, Betty was throwing her pussy hard in my face.
"Eat that cunt, eat it up good," Rodney gasped. I nibbled her clit, probed her pussy with my jabbing hot tongue and we were going crazy fucking. Suddenly she came, gushing her hot juices into my sucking mouth. Rodney knew the moment she came. Turning back, he got turned on.
"Eat that pussy, eat that dirty pussy, ohhhh, suck it out ... clean her cunt with your tongue."
Driving it hard down her throat, he came, "Ohhhh, God, I can't stand it ... I'm coming, I'm coming," he groaned as he unloaded his balls in her mouth.
She gulped him down excitedly.
"Suck it," he gasped, "suck that cock ... go after the juice ... eat my ding-dong, baby, eat it up."
Greedily she sucked on his tool till he finished shooting. When he pulled it out of her, he turned to me, "Nice fuck!"
We had a pause for drinks. Rodney smiled, "You might wonder why Betty had you here tonight."
"She told me," I said bluntly, not caring to go into a breakdown of his sexual desires.
"It was more than that," he nodded proudly, scratching at his balls casually.
"Oh?" I asked, wondering if he wanted to blow me.
"I had big plans for you ... ever think of a film career?"
"No, I never did."
"Well, you'd better do some thinkin' now," he grinned. "I think you and Betty here would make great movie lovers."
"What kind of movies?"
"Sex movies," he answered, almost alarmed I'd bother to ask. "They're very popular with everybody you know."
"Yeah," I said, biting my lip nervously, trying to evade a showdown.
"I could give you a couple of thousand dollars if you and Betty could turn on before the cameras," he offered.
Two thousand bucks to ball Betty baby ... beautiful I thought-and then the catch came ... would everybody I meet recognize me as a porno picture star...."No," I snapped.
Rodney scratched his left nut nervously, "You're a very foolish young man...."
"You really are, luv," Betty chimed in. "Lots of picture people began showing off their body ... look at Marilyn Monroe ... she didn't go anywhere till she posed nude for the calendar. Then, she sky-rocketed to fame!"
"I'm no ego maniac, I don't want people to see my prick ... not even you, Rodney!"
"Betty, this is disgusting ... I thought you told me he dug the idea ... I'm afraid I'll have to be going...."
"Rodney, baby, wait just a minute ... Mike, let me talk to you a moment in the bedroom alone ... okay?"
When we were alone, she flared, "He's my bread and butter. I provide you with a hundred-dollar-an-hour pussy because of the kind generosity of Rodney."
"I'm sorry," I apologized.
"Well, you should be ... just because he has a little eccentricity like enjoying watching a guy and a gal go to it, shouldn't upset your male ego ... if it's secure, that is."
"I'm all man, baby," I said, gritting my teeth. "I'm not afraid of anybody watching me ball ... hell, if it means that much to you I'll work in his fuckin' movies."
"Oh, Mike," she glowed, running over to me quickly and throwing her arms around me, "I love you ... I'll tell Rodney right away."
Pulling me into the other room, she bubbled, "Oh, Rodney, Mike's going to be my co-star in our next movie."
"I don't want to apply pressure to anybody," Rodney shook his head, looking at my genitals all the while.
"No, Rodney, Betty didn't twist my arm ... she just grabbed my cock."
"You're a very wise young man ... Betty is a supercunt," he laughed.
"Watch what you call me," she laughed.
"Let's have a toast and celebrate our next movie," Betty suggested.
"I'll drink to that," Rodney said, "your last flick is cleaning up all over ... we've got a very unusual film slated for you next."
"What's it about?" I asked him.
"Trade secret," Rodney evaded answering, "we can't talk about plots in this town ... they steal ideas."
"You can be sure it'll be something sexy," Betty giggled, pouring Champagne for a toast.
About two weeks later I picked her up and she directed me to the studios.
"Aren't you excited?" she asked, as we drove down the street to the grey old buildings which used to be Triangle Pictures, Inc. back in the old days of the golden era.
"Should I be?"
"Your first day before the cameras," she reminded me. "I'll never forget my first day on the set."
"Why-cause you fucked everything on two legs and four?"
"You've got a dirty mind," she snapped.
"I keep a clean cock handy though."
"I hope so, cause I'm going to be giving it a lot of action before the cameras today."
"I can't wait," I said, without humor.
I walked into the dressing room with her and she told me we had to apply body make-up.
"Oh, hell, let's forget it," I said, the idea of covering my entire body with make-up was disgusting.
"I'll make you up," she said. "I wouldn't trust any man in make-up," she smiled. "Why?"
"He might never get past your cock," she laughed.
We stripped and under the neon lights, before floor to ceiling mirrors, we put make-up all over our bodies.
"Now, put on your clothes," she smiled, "I seduce you in this scene. You come in fully dressed."
"This is sure silly," I told her. "First you strip and put on make-up and then you dress so you can undress."
"Movies," she giggled, "always was a crazy business." She put on a tight white swim suit.
"Why don't you wear a dress?"
"You see, I'm supposed to just be walking to the door from the pool. You're an insurance salesman."
I read the ridiculous script. The loud-speaker system sounded and I heard her name and mine being called to go on set. Walking on the set, I managed to remain calm and did as I was told. Rodney was wearing a director's hat and trying so damned hard to be the big wheel.
"Morning, Mike," he grinned.
"Good morning," I nodded coolly.
"Hi, luv," he winked to Betty.
"Hi, baby," she giggled. Her body was creating quite a commotion as the grips, light men and others, watched her.
"The scene begins as Mike taps on the door. Then Betty answers. She's still in her swim suit, having just come out of the pool from her afternoon dip."
"Should I be wet?" she asked.
"No, you dried off," Rodney smiled. "The two of you have a few lines I hope you've learned and then you go right into a big sex scene."
"Do we improvise our dialogue there ... my script just stated certain acts?" I asked him bluntly.
"Right, my boy," Rodney winked, "you just let old Mom Nature take its course ... okay?"
I nodded. And then I went to the door of the set house.
"Ready ... begin ... lights, camera ... action...."
The blinding lights made me close my eyes at first. I walked onto the set and rapped on the door. Betty answered quickly.
"Good afternoon," she smiled up at me sexily. My eyes focused on her luscious, ripe bosoms.
"Hi," I sighed.
"What did you want?" she asked. "You," I grinned. "No, baby, I'm your insurance salesman."
"Oh, yes, won't you come in?" she exclaimed.
"Cut and print," Rodney directed. "Take five." The lights went out and Rodney came over to us, "You're both doing a great job. I looked in the camera and Mike photographs swell. And, baby, you never looked sexier ... you been taking sex pills or what?"
"Just little old me," she teased him. "Okay, let's roll ... lights, camera ... action ... and let's go through the first sex act."
We took up where we left off. Betty was walking toward the white naughahide sofa.
"Oh, do sit down ... I need a pussy protection policy."
I sat down.
"Oh, yes," I nodded, "the pussy protection policy ... well, we've got to find out why you need it protected first."
"You don't know?" she asked in mock seriousness. "You just don't have any idea what these dirty old men put me through. They all want to eat my snatch. And, there isn't enough to go around."
"You have a problem," I nodded, focusing my eyes on her cunt.
"You bet I do," she said, tapping her cunt in rapid-paced movements. "What's wrong?"
"I get so hot down here sometimes," she sighed in exasperation.
"Mmmm, can I cool it off?"
"I don't know, maybe if I took off my swim suit that would help."
"Oh, I'm sure it would help a lot ... looks like your pussy's on fire."
She fanned it with her hand. "It's just burning up."
"Take off your swim suit," I insisted.
"Sure you won't mind?" she winked.
Putting my hand on my penis, I shook my head, "Not in the least."
She did a slow strip, wiggling her way out of her swim suit. I kept watching her, ogling the boobs, zooming in her hairy, sweet triangle.
"Wow," I exclaimed, "I see what you mean ... you do need that pussy protection policy real bad."
"I told you I did," she said, fanning her naked pussy excitedly.
"How do you cool it off?" I asked her.
"A tongue does that," she smiled.
"Whose tongue?"
"Oh, a handsome guy ... like you," she grinned.
"You mean I can cool off your cunt with my little old tongue?"
"If you follow my instructions, you can," she nodded wide-eyed.
"Okay, I'll tongue your pussy."
"Get down on your knees," she ordered, "and I'll guide you."
On my knees, I put my face in her crotch and her hands reached out to grip me, pulling me to her moist snatch.
"Oh, that's great," she said, "just stick your tongue in and lick my clit."
She ground her pussy in my face as I drove right in and licked her. Nibbling on her clit I turned her on.
"Do that again, insurance man," she gasped. "Ohhhh, you're turning me on."
Her face captured the sexual ecstasy. The camera closed in on a big fat close-up of me sucking her pussy.
"I'm coming, I'm coming, ohhhh, lover, eat it," she groaned, writhing, running her fingers through my hair excitedly.
On camera, I licked her cunt clean, pulling my tongue out and kissing her pubic hairs and tongue-stroking them.
"Cut," Rodney called out.
"Beautiful work," he raced over to pump my hand. The crew applauded. Betty took her bows.
"Now, we'll go right into the wind-up of this powerful picture sequence," Rodney smiled. "You're going to be the two most popular stars of the screwing circuit."
A funny feeling of accomplishment and pride swept through me. Hell, if any job was worth doing, it was worth doing well-and that sure as hell included pussy-eating. Maybe they'd give annual awards some day for the guy who could eat cunt the best-on camera.
"Okay, time to let 'em roll ... take 3, same scene ... Lights ... Camera ... Action!"
"Oh, baby, you're beautiful," I gasped, "but now I got a problem."
"A problem?"
"An eight and a half inch problem," I explained. "Show it to me, maybe I can help you," she said eagerly.
I unzipped and pulled out my eight and a half inch problem. She uttered a little gasp of mock surprise. "I can solve your problem," she smiled excitedly. "How?"
"I can suck it off for you," she nodded. "Oh, would you?"
"Sure, if you take off all your clothes," she insisted, "I like to see what all I'm sucking."
I stripped and stood there, flexing my muscles and turning around in my nudity for her eyes to evaluate.
"You're super," she smiled. "I'll suck everything."
"Come into my bedroom and I'll explain," she giggled.
"Okay, cut," Rodney snarled, "lunch break...." he sighed. "Just when the action gets good, we break for lunch."
"I've had my nice hot lunch," I told him.
"We know that," he nodded. "But we haven't had ours." The lunch wagon came and everybody went over to get their food. A wardrobe man brought us robes to slip on and we joined the crew at the long tables for lunch.
One hour later, the lights were moved to the big bedroom set. The pale blue walls, the blue nylon sheets and the mirror behind the bed and on the ceiling made it a real sexy set-up.
"We'll begin in a zoom shot of you lying naked on the bed as Betty is eating your ass out preparatory to your big cocksucking sequence."
"That's nice," I nodded.
"Considering Betty is just about the greatest suck in town I'd say so. We almost starred her in a flick 'Hot Mouth Girl' but thought it might be a bit too vulgar."
"Ridiculous," I laughed, "how could anyone think that?"
The lights went on, and Rodney called again, "Lights ... Camera ... Action!"
This time the scene really got going. I was lying there flat on my bare back and Betty was between my legs.
"Honey, lift your ass for me," she insisted. Reaching up she placed a pillow beneath my buttocks.
"Now, baby, you just spread your nice little old ass-cheeks and I'll show you what ass-sucking is all about."
Raising my ass, the soft pillow rested beneath my buttocks comfortably now. I looked at her beautiful face as she spread me and poked her tongue out and started licking.
The sensations surged through me and I dug it.
"Catch his expression," I heard Rodney call out. "That's great ... I want it."
The camera zoomed in for a close-up. The tongue went on licking all around my asshole.
"Oh, baby, get your tongue all the way up in there and fuck me."
Flicking her tongue up my asshole, she gave me a wonderful sexy licking job.
"Oh, baby, I like it ... you're tongue-fucking me ... keep it up ... ohhhh, that's nice ... fuck it ... suck it."
She switched from ass to balls. Feverishly she licked the big nuts and then she put each one in her mouth and sucked on them awhile. This was followed by licking along the underside of the penis. She capped my cock with her mouth and began sucking.
"Ohhhh, I dig it, I dig it," I told her as she ate my penis. "Suck my cock ... suck it off."
With superb movements, she glided her tongue around my cockhead and then let her mouth slide its full length to its base. Suddenly she seized it and sucked in earnest.
"Suck it," I panted, "suck my cock off." Gripping her head, I ran my fingers through her hair, guiding her over my rod.
"Ohhhh, I dig it, I dig it, suck my cock, eat it up ... eat my dirty dong ... eat that prick."
She massaged the balls as she savagely sucked my dick. Her head bobbed up and down and I kept her pinned to my penis.
"Oh, that's nice, cocksucker, suck ... eat it up ... go after my juice ... I got lots of creamy cum stored up in my balls, baby ... that's it ... keep it up ... suck, suck, suck it off."
Now her tempo was building. At this pace I knew I couldn't last long.
"Suck, suck, suck it off," I gasped, the huge penis throbbing. And then it erupted, spilling spasms of sperm in her mouth, pouring it down her throat.
I pumped it to her and shot another load. I've never come like this before.
"Suck it out, you cocksucker," I gasped. "Ohhh, that's it, eat it up ... suck, suck, suck it off."
She finished eating me, slowly sliding her beautiful mouth off my big dick.
"Cut," Rodney sighed. "Man, I hated to end it ... it was a fantastic cocksucking sequence. Your big prick and Betty's hot mouth are an unbeatable box-office combination."
The hot lights were turned on, the men actually applauded and I blushed three shades of red. I slid off the bed and put on my robe. Betty got on her robe quickly and we went to our dressing room for a break.
When we were alone, and drinking a shot of booze, she said, "How'd you like acting?"
"You mean fucking, don't you?"
"Either way you want to put it," she smiled.
After a half hour break Rodney called us through the loud speaker system to get back on the set.
"That's it," she smiled, "time to shoot again." We walked back on the set and Rodney was standing near the bed. A triumphant expression flashed on his face. "You've both been doing a great job. In this next sequence Betty screws your ass with a dildo. This is the comic relief."
"Oh, good, I get to fuck your ass," she exclaimed. When I saw the dildo and the straps nearby I knew I was in for a big plastic prick up my ass. I didn't like the idea at all.
"Do you have to have this scene?" I demanded.
"Oh, yes, it's very important," Rodney insisted. "We try to offer a great variety of sex to keep them happy."
"Alright," I nodded, "if you insist."
Betty did look comical as hell with the strapped-on dildo. I got on the bed and Rodney directed.
"Now, you've got to get on all fours so I can slip it in easy," Betty announced, tapping me on the bare behind.
I got on the bed, on all fours and looked behind me. I shouldn't have done it because I got a laughing jag and my ass jiggled so much she could hardly get it in.
"What are you laughing at?" she giggled.
"You," I chuckled, "with those straps holding on a plastic prick and knowing you're going to stick it up me, I can't help laughing."
She got behind me, pulled my ass-cheeks apart with her hands and smiled, "You won't be laughing long."
"Okay, men, let her roll ... Lights! Camera! Action!" Betty gave one hard shove and the dildo slid up my ass.
"Oh, my God," I groaned, "how many inches is that thing?"
"Ten," she winked.
"Ten inches of cock up my asshole ... oh, God, I'm sorry you told me."
She got an intense look on her face and kept driving it in and out.
"Fuck it," she gasped, "ram your big old ass back to meet my prick, baby."
I threw my ass up to meet her dildo thrust.
Slapping my buttocks playfully, she teased, "Now, we're screwing ... keep that ass action going, baby."
Assuming the role of the man was hilarious. Betty, with her big, bouncing boobs and that hideous looking plastic prick driving in and out my asshole was a riot.
"Screw it," she panted. "Screw my prick," she said tightly as she rode me.
"Now, I'm almost there," she said, her breath coming shorter, just like a man fucking.
"Oh, God," I groaned. "Ohhhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming." She had worked on my prostate till I got so hot I was shooting. Instantly she pulled out the penis, got under my legs and grabbed my dick and sucked on it. She got most of it, too. Her timing was beautiful.
"Suck it," I commanded. "Suck my cock ... that's it ... suck it off ... eat it up, eat that dirty prick!"
We'd had a real wild ride. I dug her ability to create all kinds of sensations in me.
"Cut!" Rodney called out, again seemingly very well pleased with our performance.
"Now, for our next scene, we've got Chester ... you won't be needed," he grinned.
"Chester, Chester," he called. At that instant a big Great Dane came trotting on set. His trainer stood at the corner of the soundstage, proudly holding his leash.
"Oh, I'm going to make it with him again," Betty said, patting the big, anxious dog-fucker.
"Chester, you've got a real treat in store for you ... yeah, I hope you're up to it."
"In this sequence, we'll try to make a pitch for all those men who get turned on with animal sex. We estimate from our audience research poll that approximately twenty-five to thirty-five percent of the male population digs seeing a nice, healthy dog enjoying sex with a well-stacked woman."
"Oh, I see ... very scientific."
"Very," he nodded. "Watch Betty now ... she's preparing her pussy for Chester's tongue. We've got a mixture of things that turn him on in the green plastic bottle she's slipping in her cunt."
I turned in time to see Betty squeezing a green plastic container, holding the nozzle inside her box. And then Chester, licking his tongue in anticipation got on the bed and just stood there with his eager tongue hanging out the side of his mouth.
"Ready when you are," she informed Rodney.
"Okay, luv," he grinned proudly, "Now, Mike, you can watch this one ... it's really a great performance."
I hastily slipped on my robe, walked to the sidelines and watched. Chester knew just what to do. Betty was spreading, and Rodney waved his arm....
"Roll this one ... take four ... Lights! Camera ... Action!"
Spreading her legs farther, Chester got his face down between her thighs and eagerly licked her slit.
Betty hammed it up, groaning, writhing, twisting.
"Ohhhhh," she gasped, "love me ... keep it up ... that's it ... suck me ... ohhhh, suck me out."
Chester did just that. His tongue got in there and ate her pussy clean. When he'd finished, damned if he didn't turn to look at Rodney as if to ask, "How am I doing, boss?"
"Cut!" Rodney laughed.
"You're not supposed to look at me," he told the dog. "Remember you're trying to please her ... but I suppose you're so smart you know I pay her and pay you too."
"How was it?" Betty called out.
The men applauded. "Oh, I wasn't that good."
"No, baby, we're clapping for Chester," one grip teased.
"This next sequence will show Chester getting his piece of ass," Rodney smiled. "Honey, make a lot of wild expressions, we'll focus on your face during part of this shot and then zoom to close-ups of Chester's big prick as he knocks you up."
"Rolling my head, and making those wild-eye movements?" Betty questioned.
"Precisely," Rodney nodded, all business-like:
"Okay, men ... let her roll ... Lights! Camera! Action!" Chester was ready. She adjusted his paws so he was in just the right position to enter her.
"Oh, Chester, baby," Joyce groaned. "Love me, love me. Shove it up me and do me good."
Reaching down, she gripped the dog's huge tool. Chester drove it up her cunt and fucked her furiously. He still turned to look at Rodney, his big old tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth as if he was laughing triumphantly.
"Fuck me, fuck me," Betty begged. "Oh, Chester, fuck it, fuck it good."
The camera moved in to capture her head rolling, her eyes lost in a wild animal sex act.
And then it zoomed in to catch Chester's huge prick driving up her tight cunt. The dog seemed to turn on as the camera clicked. He hammered it up her pussy.
"Chester, Chester, fuck it, fuck it ... faster, faster!" As if he understood, the dog threw it to her quicker.
"Ohhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming," she panted and the huge tool exploded in her pussy.
"Cut," Rodney called out, walking over to the bed. Chester was pulling his penis out of Betty's cunt as Rodney praised him.
"Hey, let's shake old boy," Rodney congratulated the dog. The dog lifted one leg and everybody applauded. "Right, men, let's give old Chester his due ... he's one great screw ... right, honey?"
The men applauded, and Betty patted his head.
"You were just great, Chester."
"How about going to our next scene before we break?" Rodney asked.
The men chorused their approval. It was late but getting the scene over with would take care of Chester's role in the film.
"Honey, this is a very important sequence ... you'll give Chester a blow job."
"Do I have to?" Betty asked quietly.
"Baby, you know this is the high-point of the whole picture. We've been through all this ... I said I'd add fifty more if you didn't make a fuss."
"Did his trainer practice this with him?"
"Hardly," Rodney smiled, "that's your department, hot mouth!"
And then the sequence began. Rodney gave the signals and Betty got her mouth even with Chester's cock.
"Move in honey and suck him. Dogs are just like men ... they really dig having their cock sucked."
Chester didn't act as if fucking her face was any different from fucking her cunt. He was driving it to her good.
"Jiggle those balls, baby," Rodney insisted. "Keep the action going ... that's it ... keep it up."
She jiggled his nuts and sucked on his tool. And then the dog shot his load.
"Eat his stuff, honey ... oh, that's nice. Shove it to her, Chester ... give her a good load of dog cum ... oh, that's nice."
His eyes glistened. He was getting his watching.
"Ohhh, that's beautiful. Lick every drop." Finally Chester pulled his dog-dong out of her mouth.
The scene was over.
"How'd I do him?" Betty asked.
"Just beautiful, honey," Rodney grinned. "I'm going to give you a twenty-five dollar bonus ... how's that?"
"Oh, honey, I'll eat your ass out for being so sweet."
"You probably will," Rodney smiled. "Okay, men, that's it, wrap it up for today."
I went back to the dressing room.
"How'd you like your first day in films?" Betty demanded excitedly as she got into the shower and washed off her body make-up.
"So great it's gonna be my last," I snapped.
"Oh, lover, you're kidding," she said, poking her head out of the shower.
"I mean it, Betty ... you're sick ... sucking off a dog's cock. I sure as hell am never going to kiss you or screw you or do anything with you again!"
"You dirty sonofabitch," she snapped. "Gratitude ... that's gratitude for you. I help you make it to big-time and you call me dirty names."
"Like dog-fucker?"
She came racing out of the shower and slapped my face. I just broke up laughing. I got in the shower and washed off. She was dressed and waiting to tell me off.
"I'm going to tell Rodney what you called me," she said. "You'll be sorry when he doesn't pay you."
"Hell, you got me figured all wrong cunt," I said angrily. "I don't dig being a dirty picture stud ... let him keep the cash ... I don't want it ... okay?"
She stalked out of the dressing room in a huff. I called after her, "So long, dog-fucker ... and good riddance."
When I finally walked out, Rodney was waiting.
"What happened between you and Betty?"
"We're through sweetheart, through ... I'm no dirty movie fucker even if she is the hottest little dog-fucker in pictures."
"Come back here," he called as I walked angrily away from him. "I won't pay you one cent if you don't come back here immediately."
"Beautiful," I turned to tell him. "I don't want any part of that little cunt or you watching us fuck ... dig?"
With a nervous look of guilt flashing across his face as the men in the crew watched his reactions, I walked off.
I never saw Betty again. Even moved to another pad so she could never find me. But problems came up after that ... whenever I'd take a chick out I couldn't get my cock up. She could pump on it with her mouth or grind her cunt around it ... the damned thing wouldn't get stiff.
I tried those penis enlarging exercises but none of them worked. I don't know what's wrong, but I guess I've gone impotent. Maybe too much fucking around. But it bugs me. I still get the desire when I see a nifty pair of titties and watch a cute little ass twitching by. But, there's nothing I can do about it.
And, to put it bluntly, I'm here because I'm impotent....Me ... the stud who fucked them all. I've gotta do something about it though ... and fast, cause it's bugging me.
SUMMARY
Mike has a very real problem. He had himself figured all wrong in the beginning. Because he enjoyed sex, he figured there was nothing he could do sexually that would ever be so upsetting to his sex psyche that it would cause him not to want sex. He was wrong. His response to the dog-intercourse sequence evidences strong Puritanical sexual concepts. Sex, within the spectrum of his own arbitrary judgment was perfectly alright. However, when the sexual needs, desires, and tastes of others clashed with what he felt acceptable, he got indignantly turned off. The idea of sharing Betty with porno film director Rodney, for example, was an instance of his total lack of sophistication. Many people find group sexual relations, an, exciting high-point of sexual expression. Two men sharing the same woman is a very popular form of sexual intercourse. However, Mike's narrow sex spectrum and deep convictions of what was right and wrong in these areas made such sexual flexibility totally impossible.
He only tolerated the 'voyeur' desires of Rodney. He did this because he enjoyed Betty's body so very much. But when it came to putting himself on display for others to watch, such as the role in the porno picture demanded, it ran completely against his grain. He saw sex as something private and personal, never to be put on public display or exhibition. By contrast, Betty, the woman he was strongly attracted to, felt another way. She loved to show off her beautiful body, thrilling when the whole crew watched her carry on sexually.
The turning point came when Mike saw Betty carry on with Chester, the dog. This turned his stomach. But watching her have oral sex with the dog was much more than he could stand. He thought of the fact that that same mouth slipping over the dog's penis, had slipped over his. It was too much for him and he told her so. The only reason he'd gone along with Rodney watching him perform sexually was to retain Betty as a sex playmate. He even went to the extreme of performing in a porno picture before a group of men who constituted the crew to keep her. But when he saw her doing things with a dog, he was revolted and didn't want her.
However, this bitter disillusionment cast such a deep spell over him, he became turned off on all sex period. Now, he will have to realize that his unwillingness to grant the fact all men have a right to enjoy sex as they are titillated and as they can respond has turned him off all sex. He must recognize everyone's sexual freedom, and quit repeating his condemnation of himself for having involved himself with a girl who does things with dogs. Once he can eliminate his own disgust against himself, his sexual powers will return to normal. If he can do this through logically looking at the facts, that is fine. If not, hypnotherapy may be the answer.