Chapter 10
THE BEGINNING AND THE END
"Well, Carmine honey, we've come a long way together," Fat Man said as he got out of the big private limousine and walked up to Carmine.
She was standing in the doorway of the producer's house and greeting the guests as they arrived. Their record had been a smashing success and all who had been involved with it in any way were now rolling in dough.
"What do you mean, WE," Carmine laughed. "I DID ALL THE WORK."
They laughed together for a second as she gave the Fat Man a big hug. It was true that he had given her, her first big break, not too many months ago and was grateful to him for it. But of course that big break didn't come without its price in flesh. Carmine acutely remembered how she had to go down for him to get that first job and she still held back a silent resentment about it.
"See you later inside," Carmine said pleasantly to the Fat Man as he waddled into the big mansion.
"Carmine!" Eddie exclaimed as he bounded up the steps to the big house after roaring up in his little sports car, "nice to see you. You look beautiful tonight."
Carmine did look nice. She had on a long black and white gown and her hair was done up in a big afro hair do. She was struck by Eddie's earnestness and his seeming maturity. He didn't have any silly groupies hanging on his arm and looked very manly in his privately tailored outfit.
"Go right on in," Carmine said, kissing him lightly on the lips. "Everyone's waiting for the band to arrive." She felt thrilled at the touch of Eddie's lips. For some reason she didn't feel the need to be commanding any more. She felt that for the first time in her life she could rest peacefully.
"Well, hi there, Carmine babes," Butch said as he strolled slowly up the steps with at least five wildly dressed young females hanging on his every limb.
Butch had finally struck it big and he would never be from here on in without a bevy of gorgeous, well dressed girls to constantly surround him and obey him. These girls were his private harem, they were his love slaves and they obeyed his every command.
"Nice to see you, Butch," Carmine said sweetly as she looked over his stunning clothes. It was a strange knit suit made with many different colored yarns and looked very expensive and very delicate. "Your girlfriends are very beautiful," she commented as she turned and followed him through the doorway into the big room.
Everybody there was either in the record business or some radio or TV personality, and they were all drunk and stoned already. All eyes turned to watch Butch and his bevy of beauties and Carmine enter.
"Oh Carmine, this is so divine!" Larry said, rushing up to her with Peter and Monti. The sight of these three anachronisms sickened Carmine for an instant, but she quickly regained her composure.
"Well, I'm glad you're enjoying yourselves, boys. Now run along and have fun," Carmine said.
Carmine thought that they might have something going on between them that they didn't want her to know about. But that was okay with her. She was tired of that scene anyway.
"Carmine," the big producer vice president man said to her, rushing up and giving her a big hug. "You're beautiful, honey. You really did it for us."
"I told you I would," Carmine answered the man, moving quickly away from him before any ideas popped into his brain. He was completely drunk and this was his house. He did have a lot to celebrate. Because of her, he got a big raise and a promotion for him was in the works. There was even talk of making him a board member.
Carmine noticed Eddie talking quietly to someone at the far end of the room and walked toward him. She ignored any congratulators in her path as she was tired of shaking hands.
"Eddie," she said as she got up to him, interrupting his dull conversation with some old woman admirer. She was someone's wife and was nothing but added baggage. "Talk to me a while. My head is spinning from talking to so many people."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Eddie said understandingly. "But you're the big ham, Carmine. That's what stardom's all about."
"Oh, come let's take a walk," she said, taking Eddie's arm. He excused himself politely from the old woman and walked with Carmine through the drunk and wild crowd out again into the cool spring night.
"You're so pretty tonight," Eddie heard himself saying to Carmine. His mind quickly flashed back to that time he'd first tried to grab her crotch after she'd told him the news of their first big concert break. How crude he was then. He'd learned a lot since.
"Why, thank you, Eddie," Carmine said, turning and facing him.
Eddie kissed her gently on the mouth and then couldn't contain himself any longer. He grabbed hold of her and kissed her fiercely. Carmine gave in and let herself be crushed by him. She suddenly liked the feeling of being crushed in the strong arras of a man. It felt very comforting to her.
"It's always been you that I wanted, Carmine. All through those days when I was with those other girls, it was only you I was thinking of. But I was so immature then. I didn't know how to do anything. It feels wonderful to finally have you in my arms. I feel like I'm truly a success now."
"Eddie, don't be so dramatic," Carmine blushed, having never been spoken to so candidly before by someone she didn't regard as weak and ineffectual.
Eddie's admission of love didn't seem to detract from his manliness at all and, in fact, made him seem more desirable to Carmine. She wanted to give herself completely to him. Her final success wish of finding someone that was strong and that would love her also seemed to complement his success wish of finally letting her in his arms and kissing her.
"Let's go somewhere where we can be together privately," Eddie said as he led Carmine back into the room. They walked through the raucous throng toward the hallway which led to the bedrooms.
"What the hell is going on?" Carmine said, stopping suddenly and looking over the thick gathering in the corner.
Butch's harem was at work. A few of his love slaves had taken off their clothes and were dancing wildly to the strains of Carmine's latest record release, which blared through the many loudspeakers in the room.
"Let's watch this a second," Eddie said, just for old times sake.
Butch sat in a chair like a king as his bevy of beauties all began to strip and rub against the men around them. Butch enjoyed seeing his woman excite other males. It meant to him that he was capable of attracting powerfully feminine women and that other males would be jealous of him.
The drunken men about the nudes could not contain themselves and easily let the pretty naked girls strip them of their clothes. Their tits flopped about as they worked on the various guys, always keeping in time with the music as they stripped their prey.
The music seemed to get louder as clumps of flesh rolled about on the floor at Eddie's feet. Occasional long cocks jutted into the air and big, rotund female buttocks also stuck up occasionally. Other females in the crowd, jealous of the attentions that were now being lavished on the nude groupies, also took off their clothes and displayed their wares.
Some of the older women had monstrous tits and threatened to pull the naked males away from Butch's bunch. But Butch had professionals working for him. Joyce and Fay were included among his harem and they knew the ways of the flesh too well to be outdone and any big-titted female. They ferociously licked cock and fondled dicks in a winning effort to keep the spot light.
Butch was proud as the mass of nude flesh continued to grovel at his feet. The putrid smell of pussy juice started to waft into the air as many of the women began to get excited by the jabbings of cocks and pussy rubbings they were getting from many of the old men there.
"There's the producer," Carmine said quietly to Eddie as they continued to survey the orgy.
"Oh yeah, I see him," Eddie said straining his neck.
The producer had some old fat woman pinned to the floor and was humping the daylights out of her. He was having a wonderful time and Carmine was happy that she was able to bring joy into old people's hearts by being the one ultimately responsible for this whole thing.
"Let's go," she said to Eddie.
The scene had made Carmine want to do it and she wanted to do it with Eddie, the one who really wanted to do it with her. They walked silently into one of the many bedrooms in the house and Eddie immediately kissed her again.
Carmine shoved him away and started to take off her own clothes. She unzipped her dress and pulled down her stockings and panties. Eddie sat on the bed watching her and getting a tremendous erection. He watched her black smooth body come close to him and unzip his pants.
She pulled out his cock, which had seemed to have matured since the first times she'd noticed it when he was naked with Joyce many months ago, and let it gently slide between her black lips. She suckled it and felt it begin to throb in her mouth. Eddie lay back on the bed moaning with excitement.
Carmine slowly undressed Eddie as he lay there, his cock sticking in the air ready and waiting. She piled all his clothes on a nearby chair and brought her black body up beside his. He had grown into a man in these last months and she felt thrilled to be nude beside him.
"Carmine, I can't resist you," Eddie said passionately as he rolled on top of the black woman and suckled her firm black tit.
Carmine felt strange at first in this unusual position, but then widened her legs completely and raised the black things into the air over Eddie's back. She readied herself for his cock plunge as he maneuvered it correctly over her pussy hole. He swiftly plunged into her and lost no time in establishing a compatible rhythm with her.
They humped together in perfect harmony until they felt their orgasms begin to come on. Eddie humped faster and Carmine raised her buttocks quicker and quicker to meet his thrusts. His cock felt big and powerful and, as she reached her climax, she realized that she didn't need an extra monster sized cock to satisfy her. This one had been about perfect and her pussy squeezings continued long after she felt Eddie's hot sperm shoot into her and flood her body with warmth.
"Eddie, you were wonderful," Carmine said to him as she still felt her pussy contractions continuing. "That was the nicest time I've ever had with any male."
"You were nice, too, Carmine," Eddie said. "I hope it won't end here. We have a long future ahead of us. Maybe if our good fortunes keep up we can get married. Would you marry me, Carmine?"
"Marry you?" Carmine said a little surprised. She thought about it for a moment. "Maybe," she said suddenly. "It does sound like an awfully good idea. But maybe we could just live together a while until we're sure."
"That sounds wonderful, Carmine," Eddie said, kissing her and feeling his cock harden again.
They continued the kiss through their next humping orgasm and Eddie thought about how he would move into Carmine's new pad and leave Butch with the loft so he could be free to have his sessions with his love slaves. Everything was working out so perfectly. He felt very happy and fulfilled.
"What do you think ever became of Billy?" Carmine said suddenly, remembering that he'd never been seen nor heard of again since the night they made their first tapes.
"Oh, I don't know," Eddie said, lazily moving his leg over Carmine's black knee. "He's probably lying stone cold drunk in some alleyway somewhere or is dead. Who knows?"
"But that's terrible!" Carmine said. "It seems he should be here to enjoy our success with us."
"Well," Eddie said, "sometimes all of us don't make it to the end. Some of us just don't live to see the thing through to ultimate success."
"Wait," Carmine said sitting up, "what's that?" she listened intently.
"It sounds like giggling coming from the next room," Eddie said as he finished putting on his clothes. "Do you want me to go investigate?"
"Shhh!" Carmine said, tip-toeing in front of him to the right room and pushing open the door slightly. "Look at this," she said to Eddie, motioning him over to the half open doorway.
Peter, Larry, and Monti were all nude together in the middle of the bed and all had tremendous erections. They were giggling and grabbing at each other's cocks and jabbing them into each other's asses playfully. They were all having a grand time.
"I always knew it," Eddie said softly to Carmine, closing the door a crack. "I knew those guys were queer the minute I saw them."
"Wait a second," Carmine said with a mischievous smile on her face. "Watch this." She suddenly threw open the door and burst into the room. "What's the meaning of this!" she said sternly. "What the hell are you guys doing?"
"Well, ah," Peter stammered, standing on the bed with Monti's big dick in his hand. "We were, ah, just warming up for you, Carmine. That's right, we were just preparing ourselves for-"
"Oh shut up!" Carmine said in gruff tone. "Don't give me that! You're all queers, that's what you are! I knew there was something strange going on all along! You were using each other for satisfaction!"
"No Carmine, that's not true," Larry sniveled. He had just recently gotten back into his father's good graces when some girls from the Sacred Suffering Church had revealed to the newspapers how someone with Larry's name had given them divine revelation. His father was so happy to read that, that he knew his son had reformed and took him back into the fold.
"You're all fired as love slaves!" Carmine said suddenly. "You're all finished. Don't ever let me see any of you again!" She slammed the door and walked down the hall laughing with Eddie.
"They didn't need me any longer anyway," Carmine said laughing. "They've got themselves to keep them company."
She and Eddie walked back into the main ballroom of the huge house and surveyed what was left of the orgy. Everyone seemed to be either nude or stepping about looking for their clothes. Only Butch remained completely dressed and still sitting in the same chair in which they'd seen him earlier. He surveyed the scene with great satisfaction as if he was the one that had presided over it.
"I'll give you a call, Butch," Carmine yelled to him from across the room of nude, still bodies. "We've got some big jobs coming up."
"Right," Butch yelled back.
"I won't be home for a while," Eddie screamed to Butch as an afterthought before stepping out into the night with Carmine. "You can have the loft to yourself and your females."
Eddie and Carmine left the party and walked to the new sports car. They got in and drove away together with their new found happiness. Butch remained at the party to watch over his harem and collect them for the ride back to the loft in Larry's inevitable truck. He wondered for an instant as he sat there where Larry was, but was confident he would show up as the evening wore on.