Chapter 9
The rain and the clouds had blown away and the sunlight was crisp and clear. Barbara was surrounded by the bustle and tension of the motion picture set, but it didn't excite her. The lovely blonde logged the next shot and then got up from her chair and began to walk.
It was better when she kept busy or moving. But even as she paced, Barbara was reminded of the twisted, unreal night that she'd spent in Sam Spealman's trailer. Every time that she moved, the script girl could feel the raw, sore pull of her badly loosened anus, it was better now, last night she'd been afraid that it would never close, but it was tighter now and except for the soreness she felt almost normal. The tiny pains around her ravaged rectal opening brought on memories and the blonde couldn't stop her mindless body from glowing with remembered excitement when she thought of the things she'd done and seen during the long night
Bits and pieces fluttered around in Barbara's mind, she remembered being rolled on her back and a large technician climbing astride her to plug her frothing cunt with his hard meat, she remembered the wet cling of lips pulling on her breasts, her lips, her sperm-filled pussy, when Delia and Evelyn had worked her over between them.
Impatiently, the lovely blonde shook her head and tried to drive the thoughts away but in looking up, her gaze met and locked with Becky Marsh's. The child actress was wearing an old-fashioned hoop skirt and a bonnet covered her long brown hair. Becky stood beside her camp chair and when she saw that Barbara was looking at her she smiled and licked her lips with a red, pointed tongue.
The memories came flooding back into her mind and Barbara could see herself as she'd moaned and whimpered. Becky was beneath her and she had squatted on the little girl's face and taught her to suck her cunt while she'd been busy masturbating two fat cocks until they erupted in her fists and shot all over her face and bouncing tits.
Reluctantly, Barbara tore her eyes away from the eager little girl and turned her back. The shame was still in her, but it no longer burned and hurt the way that it had before. Last night had taught her something about herself, something terrible and dark. There wasn't anything she wouldn't do when the lust had control of her, there wasn't any act too foul or degrading that she wouldn't perform gladly if it meant another of those lovely, enslaving orgasms! She had to face the truth about herself, she was worse than her mother, lower and even more insatiable!!
"That's a take," Jim Walters called out over his bullhorn. "We'll break for lunch now." As he turned to set the horn down on his portable desk the director's eyes met Barbara's. The young blonde defiantly stared back at him, daring him to speak to her, daring him to try to pretend that he hadn't cut her adrift and traded her soft body for a steady meal ticket.
All around them the cast and crew scrambled down over the rocks and headed for the mess tent, Barbara and the big director stayed put until they were alone.
"Look," Jim said in a low tone. "I've been thinking about what happened yesterday and ... well I...."
Barbara could feel herself weakening and quickly turned away from the man. Sweet, bitterly, sweet memories struck her as she hurried down the hill, the blonde was angry with herself for thinking about the tender day of lovemaking she'd spent with Jim, it was better for her to think about the foul night she'd spent with Sam instead!
By the time that she reached the trailer village, Barbara had calmed herself, she paused for a moment then decided against lunch and turned toward the trailer that she shared with Delia.
The young script girl had one foot on the steps and was about to enter the trailer when the sound of voices stopped her. A man's voice rose in anger and instantly Barbara recognized it. It was Sam Spealman! Just the sound of the producer's voice made the lovely blonde's bottom tighten defensively and she winced at the pain.
"...and I say you don't understand! Sam, you have to get yourself under control," Delia snapped as she moved around the trailer. There was something about the tone of the assistant producer's voice that caught and held Barbara. The young script girl moved around the trailer and stood in the shelter of some brush as she listened at an open window. "They are coming up here! I warned you that they would. What are you going to tell them when they find out that we are already two days late and we've been out her for four? This isn't some group of dumb investors that you can fool around with Sam, this is Solly Barrone! That gangster is going to come up here and tear your ears off and if he doesn't one of those two muscle boys of his will!! "
"What do you want me to do? For Christ's sake Delia, I'm trying to bring it in on time, I can't be responsible for when it rains!"
Delia laughed and banged something on the table. "Don't tell me, tell Solly and his friends. You owe them Sam, you owe them big and unless this thing looks like a big winner they'll give you the deep six and I mean that literally! That press party is coming up here day after tomorrow, what do you think they'll write about this old potboiler that you chose for a script? You'd better be ready to pull a rabbit out of your hat, mister, a big, furry one!"
Barbara heard the sound of footsteps heading for the front of the trailer and she hurried away before she was caught listening.
The girl wasn't watching where she was walking as she moved up the path toward the cliffs again. What she'd heard surprised her, it had never oc-cured to her that such a famous man could be in financial trouble or that he could have backers that would actually harm him if he didn't come through for them.
"Look, we have to talk. I'm sorry about what I did but I can't do anything about it now, won't you just sit down and talk to me?" Jim had a hold of her arm, Barbara was startled as she looked up to find herself near the thick growth of trees at the far end of the shooting area. The girl looked up into the big man's eyes and felt some of her anger settle and then, slowly, drain away.
"Before ... before we talk," Barbara said shyly. "I just heard something that I think you should know." Slowly at first, then with growing confidence Barbara repeated the conversation that she'd overheard at the trailer.
At first Jim's expression didn't change, but as Barbara went on and supplied all of the details a smile grew on his lips until it became a full-grown grin.
"Ha! I wondered what was happening! I wondered why Sam Spealman would take on such a cheesy script and use so many low price, washed-up people!" Jim let go of Barbara's arm and paced up and down the small clearing around them. "So! The great man has his ass in a crack, eh? Solly Barrone! Do you know who Solly is?" Barbara shook her head in bewilderment. "Mr. Barrone is none other than the West Coast Rep for an old and established 'family' of under the table investors! Sam must be desperate to do business with them, no matter what he does they'll own him! He'll have to run like a madman just to stay in one place with that mob!"
Jim walked back to her and put his arm around Barbara's shoulders. "I knew that Sam had some bad backers when he hired Rick Tolliver, that bastard would be in prison or the crazy-house if it wasn't for all the money that he owes around, but I never dreamt that it would turn out to be Solly Barrone!"
Jim turned to say something to her, their eyes met and Barbara felt the electric shock between her silky thighs. Jim moved closer and pulled the trembling girl up to him until her soft belly rubbed against his fly. "Thank you," the director said, simply. "What you've just told me might be very useful to me, thank you."
She was a fool! Barbara felt her anger slipping away as she melted up against the director's body. She should hate him, despise him but the only emotion that she felt was the slow, melting sensation in her belly as her face was tilted up for a kiss.
With each passing second Barbara softened a little more. When Jim slipped his tongue into her mouth she nursed at it like a starving child, when his big hands cupped and lifted at her ass-cheeks she forgot all about the soreness there and eagerly scrubbed the firm arch of her pelvis against the front of his pants.
Her blouse was open and the young blonde's shaking fingers were pulling the zipper of Jim's pants down when the snapping sound in the underbrush warned them that someone was coming. Barbara didn't care anymore, but Jim picked her up and quietly pulled her back among the trees just seconds before a man and a woman walked into the clearing and spread a blanket.
It was the color, Barbara recognized the blanket at once and felt the quick thrill of renewed excitement race through her. "It's Dawn Renay and her lunch," the girl giggled into Jim's ear. When the director grinned and tried to pull back she jerked at his arm and shook her head. "No! I want to watch! I want to," Barbara hissed and Jim shrugged and nodded in agreement.
Dawn had slipped out of her costume and all she wore now was a long dressing gown. From the care less way that the gown was wrapped around her it was easy to see that the famous actress was naked underneath it. "What did you say your name was, darling," Dawn said as she stepped forward and plastered herself up against the man's broad chest. "You told me your name but I forgot."
"My name is Dave, Miss Renay. Dave Forrest," the sound of the man's voice surprised Barbara and when he turned his head she was even more surprised, it wasn't a man, it was a teenaged boy!
"That's one of the kids that's an apprentice on the light gang," Jim whispered in Barbara's ear, the girl could hear the amusement in his voice. "Old Dawn is really working through the list, this kid can't be a day over seventeen!"
Barbara was way ahead of him, a clear and sharp burning sensation was building up in the knot of her stiffening clitoris, she watched raptly as the movie star murmured and whispered to the boy at the same time that she was rubbing her body against his. Dawn's robe had fallen open and the boy was staring down at the sensuous brunette's dark, turgid nipples.
When Dawn stepped back from the boy Barbara almost called out in surprise when she saw that the front of his jeans had been opened and the long, white pillar of his cock jutted out.
"You're such a lovely boy," Dawn purred as she knelt before the teenager and pulled his jeans down, then helped him slip out of his heavy boots. "I wish you'd been there last night, it was a wild party, you would have loved it!"
Once Dave was naked, Dawn paused long enough to slip free of her open robe; then she wrapped her arms around the kid's waist and began to massage his jerking hard-on with her large, firm breasts.
"You know that little blonde girl, the script girl? You should have seen her, darling. Sam made her the center-ring attraction! She is delicious, you should have seen her when Sam plugged that fat cock of his into her tiny ass-hole!! " Dawn groaned happily and caught the boy's swollen cock between her chin and her shoulder and caressed it that way, letting the dripping head of the dong wipe itself in her thick hair.
"It made me cum just watching her take that cock, dear, it really did," Dawn sighed as she pulled back a few inches and began to avidly lick at the boy's erection. "That's why I was so happy when we met this morning, it was all that I could think about!"
Barbara felt her cheeks burning with embarrassment and peeked to her side to see how Jim was taking it. The tall director was staring intently at Dawn and the boy and the blonde could see a growing lump under his fly.
Jim was so engrossed that he didn't respond when Barbara deftly finished unzipping him and then snaked his long, half-erect prick out and into her waiting palm.
The tall, sunburned boy was groaning, his eyes never left the incredible sight of the famous woman on her knees before him lovingly sucking and pulling on his cock. From time to time Dawn would look up at him and try to smile as she gave him head.
Once she was satisfied that the boy was as hard as he would get, the naked brunette gave the bloated head of his dong a last, lingering suck then pulled it free of her mouth. The actress reached into the pocket of her discarded robe and brought out a shiny tube. As she unscrewed the top of the tube and squirted some of the contents onto her fingers, the woman whispered to the trembling boy.
"It's going to be lovely! I'll show you how its done and I know that you'll dig it." After rubbing her palms together, Dawn began to work her hands up and down the solid, lightly-haired stem of the boy's cock, coating it from balls to glans with a slippery looking gel. "I've been going crazy for it since last night, just do what I tell you and I'll be extra nice to you the next time, darling," the famous actress begged softly.
Once the penis was greased Dawn squirted another string of gel on the tips of her fingers and turned, with her back to the boy and began to work the gel back and forth over her own wrinkled, brown anal opening.
Barbara shuddered and began to jack Jim's long cock off with urgent, frantic strokes as she watched the other woman on the blanket. Dawn had pressed her forehead against the blanket, her tanned ass cheeks waved invitingly in front of the boy as a long, red-nailed finger caught a thick blob of the gel and forced it inside of her tiny opening. The woman groaned, her belly heaved and her free hand dove between her splayed thighs and two fingers were stuffed into the empty lips of her dark-furred cunt. For a few more minutes Dawn stayed like that, one finger buried to the knuckle of her tight ass-hole and two fingers working the lube that leaked out of her into a white, sticky froth.
"Uhhhhhhh," the brunette finally whispered as she jerked the finger out of her stretched anus. "Nowwwww!! Go on, boy! Please, put that lovely cock of yours in my ass, just the way I told you to do it!! "
Barbara trembled, she leaned forward and watched, straining along with Dawn as the boy inched up close behind the naked woman and let her guide the dripping, swollen head of his penis up to the dark flesh of her rectal opening. The script girl felt movement beside her and realized that Jim had pulled his totally erect cock out of her grip but she was so caught up in what was happening behind her that she paid him no attention.
"Awwwuuuggghhhh, so biggggg," the star whimpered. Barbara's own sore little ass-hole began to burn in sympathy as she watched inch after greased inch of the boy's cock slide into the straining woman's ass. Then, just as Dave had managed to cram all of himself into Dawn's stretched anal passage the script girl felt her own skirt being pulled high over her hips and her panties being jerked down to her knees.
Barbara was on her hands and knees as she peeked out at the two on the blanket. Jim had moved in behind her and was roughly pulling her thighs apart, working one thick finger in and out of the slippery lips of her pussy. Barbara didn't dare fight, she didn't dare make a sound because she wanted to see every dirty, twisted moment of what was happening before her, no matter what the man behind her intended to do with her wiggling, shivering body.
"Now fuck," Dawn chanted. "Fuck me you lovely, big-cocked kid! Just think someday you can tell someone that you fucked Dawn Renay in the ass and she begged you for more!" The two fingers were still buried in Dawn's bubbling cunt. She balanced on her forehead and used her free hand to help the shaking boy to establish a steady, driving rhythm as he sodomized her so perfectly!
"Awwwwhhhh!! Yessesss! That's perfect, hard and deep, lover," Dawn moaned happily. "Keep moving that big thing in and out of me, let me feel every inch of your beautiful sausage!! "
A long shuddering sigh leaked out of Barbara when the girl felt Jim move up against her and the delicious length of his well-remembered organ filled her yearning vagina in one, long thrust!
"Ooooooo, you're hurting me," Dawn squealed but when Dave tried to stop and withdraw the woman turned savage and rammed her shaking bottom back against him again. "Noooooo, don't pull it out! I want you to hurt me! Don't you understand? You have to hurt me and make me scream if it's going to be any good!"
Reaching back between her splayed thighs Dawn managed to catch the bewildered boy's hanging balls and squeeze them hard. Dave snorted, one of his big fists slammed down into the middle of the delighted woman's back and he bulled forward with his cock until Barbara thought that he would split her in half!
"Yesssss, that's the way, mean and hard, Dave! Punish me," the brunette gasped, her tongue was protruding out of her mouth as if the presence of the thick intruder in her bowels left no room for anything else inside of her. "Kill me with your dong, kid, make me scream for your hot, thick cum in my guts!! ! "
"Ohhhhhh, I love it, you're too much," Jim whispered in her ear. Barbara whimpered softly and began to play with her clitty as the long, hard pole of her lover's cock drove in and out of her. Jim went so beautifully deep that the blonde pretended that the spouting head of his spear would come ripping out of her open mouth at any second. The girl shivered and waggled her ass as best she could, making the penis inside of her twist and jerk while she frantically rubbed at the swollen button of her clit.
"Ohhhhhh, Christ!! ! ! ! " Dave's howl of delight tore the air, the handsome teenager's back stiffened and he rammed himself to the balls in the yielding, brown flesh of the movie star's ass-hole. Barbara could imagine the hot gush of youthful cum spurting up into the brunette's belly and the thought alone pushed her over the brink!
"Aaaaaiiiieeee," Barbara screeched, not caring who heard her, not caring who saw it happening to her. "I'm cumming, ohhhhh, baby fuck me!! ! " From the other side of the bushes another high, feminine scream rose where Dawn Renay danced and wiggled as the groaning boy pumped long stringy jets of cum into her stretched, sucking ass-hole!! !