Chapter 5
Lisa was shaking with a curious mixture of shame and desire as the film ended and the screening room lights went on. She looked around her in utter horror-people were in all stages of undress, and worse-some were-were actually doing it! Right there!
Just a few feet from her a young starlet had Carbone's huge, hotly throbbing organ in her mouth and was sucking furiously at it. And alongside of them, another girl was sucking the starlet's large white breasts. Everywhere she looked her eyes fell on sights that filled her with horror.
The orgiastic scene was too much for the innocent young girl. Suddenly she rose from her seat, fleeing the room, fleeing the famous faces with obscene expressions that horrified her. The whole room seemed to throb with lewd excitement and Lisa was hardly aware of the tears that were streaming down her face as she ran from the room ... unaware, too, that the star of the film they had just seen had not taken his eyes from her.
Once inside the pretty yellow room she felt a sense of relief. She lay back on the soft quilted bed and let her natural breathing return. She tried to focus on the flowers in the basin, on the impressionistic painting on the wall, but the most horrible scenes of sexual abandon kept whipping across her mind.
And her body felt like it was in a turmoil of heat. She was more wildly aroused than she had ever been in her life, and though her mind wanted to deny that fact, she could not deny the fact that her pussy was warm and getting wetter by the minute. And even here, alone on her bed, she could not stop her hips from squirming and undulating slightly with desire. She felt a burning passion in her loins more powerful than anything she had ever known, and she did not know how to extinguish it. Her nipples were so hard too, and the more she breathed, the more they'd rub against the soft black fabric of her dress, and the more grotesquely excited she would become. She had to admit she really felt it.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Go away," she said. "I don't want to see anybody."
"Please," said the voice on the other side of the door, the deep, faintly British accent that any woman in the world would recognize ... it was Barry Brand! "You looked so upset," he said, sounding so cool and so charming it was hard to believe she had actually seen him do that awful thing in the movie just a few moments earlier. "I thought we might have a little chat."
She was about to protest again, but noticed that the door to her room was slowly opening.
"Hope you don't mind.... Can't stand to see a beauty in distress." Barry Brand's hair was almost completely white now, and he must have been in his sixties, but his tall muscular body looked as fit as a young man's.
His manner now was so gentle she found it almost impossible to believe he was the actor in that obscene film doing terrible things to Helen Cresci.
"I-It was so awful!" she cried out. "I've never seen anything like it in my whole life."
Barry Brand sat down beside her on the edge of the bed.
"Young lady," he said, "I'm a good deal older than you and perhaps even a bit wiser.... Let me tell you one thing I've learned in my life ..."
His hand had reached out in a fatherly way for hers and as he held it, Lisa was aware of tiny hot sparks flying directly to the core of her belly, fuming the fire in her loins to an even greater heat.
". . . One thing . . ." he was saying. "Nothing human beings do to each other with consent is wrong... Do you know the most awful feeling in this world?" he asked her.
"What?" asked Lisa dutifully. She felt now as if she were being comforted by a kindly old grandfather.
"To have a need, a burning need in your body, and to not be able to satisfy it."
His answer went straight to Lisa's soul and because she could not admit even to herself what she felt and wanted at this moment, she simply had to burst into tears.
The gallant Brand put his arms around her trembling shoulders. He could feel the burning desire that was wracking the young girl's body, but was old enough and wise enough to make his moves carefully. Having Barry Brand's muscular yet gentle arms around her merely fueled the raging fire in her cunt and she pushed him away roughly.
She didn't want to admit feeling.
Still the aging matinee idol was patient.
"I've got something to calm you down i you like," he said casually, pulling a large flat white tablet from his pocket. He mumbled the name of the pill, and Lisa thought she heard him call it a "lewd," in a mumbled voice.
Dear me, she thought. My imagination is distorting everything now.
He brought her a glass of water from the bathroom and broke the pill in half so it would be easier for her to swallow.
Because Barry Brand was a consummate actor, it was not difficult for him to play the fatherly comforter to perfection, even while desire for this sweet, untouched young thing was burning his brain and his body. My God! Not since Harlow so many years ago had he seen a young girl with such an overwhelming sexual power. Only where Harlow had been totally conscious of her effect on men, this lovely blonde seemed completely unaware. All the more appealing.
"How do you feel?" he asked after a few minutes.
Lisa felt wonderful.. . . Every muscle in her body felt wonderfully relaxed, and she was filled with warmth and sensuality. She could still taste the tears in her throat and wondered why on earth she had been crying. She felt great!
"I feel. .. marvelous," she smiled at him, and it struck her for the first time that this was Barry Brand, the Barry Brand, sitting inches from her on the bed.
Brand knew the effects of this soporific only too well. It completely destroyed inhibitions, made one melt to every touch, give in to every pleasurable impulse. He made his moves with a slow and easy grace.
With total gentleness, he reached out and lightly stroked her shoulder. Then, almost imperceptibly his hand was sliding the zipper down her long feline back.
"Oh no," Lisa protested. "What are you doing?" But the air on her naked skin felt so goooood.
"Doesn't it feel nice ... ? Isn't your dress a little tight and constricting?"
Lisa's mind wasn't working properly. She knew she should keep her clothes on but Brand was right ... it would feel so nice to be naked.
Then, inadvertently, the opened dress slid down her slender shoulders revealing the ripe voluptuous mounds of her firm young breasts, their nipples hard and so inviting to the touch. Her arms flew up to cover herself, and then the strangest thing happened. The touch of her own hands on her tits sent excruciatingly pleasurable streams of fire coursing throughout her body.
Brand swallowed hard. And with a little gentle coaxing, he was able to take her hands from their position of protection.
Lisa felt lost in a delirium of sensations. Vainly she searched for the will to stop the rollercoaster of desire she was riding on, but she could not. She found herself unable to protest as Brand slid her dress down her hips and legs and off her, she felt them fall in a puddle on the floor. A small breeze playing in her pussy hair and on her clitoris, and Lisa could not help but make small undulating movements with her hips.
Oh God, thought Brand, his cock growing hard, pulsing with blood in his pants ... Oh God, I want her so much!
Somewhere in the back of her mind, little warning signals went off unnoticed. The combination of the scotch she had been drinking all evening to calm her nerves from the shock of the obscene movie she was forced to watch and the large white pill she had been given, seemed to dissolve every shred of normal inhibition that she had. She barely noticed that Brand was removing his own clothes, barely noticed that is until she saw the huge purple throbbing member jutting out between his still muscular legs.
"Now, my dear, I will give you what you've waited all your life for... I'm going to fuck you and fuck you and fuck you till you cum like a volcano!"
"Oh, no ... please," Lisa protested in a vague, weak way. Because his words had sent wild thrills of excitement up her spine as her hungry young eyes took in every inch of his enormous blood-engorged member.
"M-Mr. Brand! What are you doing?" She could not admit out loud her burning, all-consuming desire for the incredible handsome, white-haired movie star.
Brand put his arms around her tiny waist now and pulled her to his own naked chest. The feel of her full breasts and hard nipples against his bare skin drove him nearly mad with desire.
"I want to fuck you, my beauty," he said hoarsely. "Oh God, I want to fuck you." His plea seemed to gasp out of him.
Lisa felt her entire body flush with shame yet she did not pull away from him. She could feel the nearness of his huge blood-engorged member, which was not yet touching her, only rubbing gently between her milk-white thighs, pressing into the thin fabric of her little bikini panties, feeling so hot she thought it could burn right through the flimsy material.
Lisa had never felt so confused in her life. She almost wondered who she was, who it was on this bed in the beautiful room being held naked by Barry Brand the movie star! She was just a body, just a body with no mind.
Somewhere, far away, the old Lisa was protesting. "No, no ..." she heard herself say at a great distance, the voice of her conscience almost hushed by the screaming need of her own desire.
Then Brand pulled her still closer and opened his mouth to kiss her fully on the lips. His tongue drove wildly into the warm cavern of her mouth. His cock was jumping with excitement as he gently pushed her back on the bed and lay himself down alongside her.
Slowly, he reached down across her smooth flat belly to the thin elastic band at the top of her panties, and gently, oh so gently, he pulled the tiny bikinis down over her smoothly rounded hips. Never in her young life had Lisa been so wildly aroused. Certainly, with Bill Robinson she had not allowed herself to feel anything but utter disgust. Now she found herself quivering like jelly to the touch of the marvelous handsome actor. Brand had been so brutal to Helen Cresci in the movie, but now he was being so incredibly gentle with her. There was something about him she liked.
Barry Brand ran his hand up between her smooth white thighs, feeling more desire than he had in a long time. Not even the wildest orgies he had been to could be as exciting as helping a young girl to discover her own sexuality.
Slowly, with great delicacy, Brand broke away from the kiss and began to run his tongue down the sensitive flesh of her long slender neck. He knew from decades of experience with women of all kinds that soon he would be able to get this young blonde beauty moaning and screaming for his cock. His tongue continued down her body, pausing to delight in the full throbbing fullness of her magnificent breasts.
Her red nipples were hardened into erect little cherries, and Brand opened his mouth and began to breathe hot air over them. Then, lowering his head slowly, he took one nipple into his warm wet mouth, laying his tongue under it, licking furiously around the hardened bud, and then closing his mouth, sucking and pulling on it.
For a moment Lisa came to her senses. "No ... oh God, no! What are you doing? Stop, please!"
For an answer Brand merely continued to bite down on her nipple. He could feel her small hands pressing against his shoulders now in an effort to push him away, but she was helpless against his powerfully muscular body.
"Stop, oh stop," she cried out. But she knew that if he listened to her and did stop she would be painfully disappointed. Never in her life had such exquisite sensations coursed through her body. The sensation seemed to run directly from her nipple to the pit of her belly, causing the fire flaming there to burn even more hotly.
She couldn't fight him. Deep down she knew she didn't want to. She'd been drugged! And now she was a helpless prisoner to the fiery sensations of her own body.
To the aging film star, the young girl's scent was a powerful aphrodisiac, and he was finding himself more excited than he'd been in a long, long time. She was so innocent, so ripe and ready, so in need of him to show her what fucking was really all about.
Lingering at her nipples for just a few moments longer, Brand continued to trace a line down her body with his tongue, running it lightly across the smooth plane of her young belly to the soft golden mound of her pubic triangle.
Lisa was lost in her own swirling sensations of sensuality, and for a moment she was unaware of what Barry Brand was doing. It took her a few moments to realize he had slithered down upon the aching slit of her hair-fringed pussy and that his silver head was between her thighs.
Suddenly, the blonde teenager was horrified!
"No! Please ... What are you doing? Don't... Oh stop!" She panicked and tried to twist away from him but he held her firmly by her tiny waist.
"Doesn't it feel good, darling?" he asked.
The phoenix of wanton lust was rising, brought on by his expert licking.
It did feel good. Wonderful. It was the most delicious sensations she had ever experienced. But no! She couldn't allow such an obscenity to take place.
She bucked and struggled against his powerful grasp, but deep in her heart what she most feared was that he would stop. Because if she did, she would be left alone with that terrible burning between her legs and no way to ease it.
Oh God! Why had she taken that pill!
What was happening to her?
Barry Brand knew the girl was in a state of molten lust despite her protests. A tiny droplet of her seeping lubrication moistened the blonde hair surrounding her pussy, and her young pink cunt was opening like a rose blossom. Her clitoris was powerfully erect like a tiny pink bud and Brand slowly spread her pussy lips apart until its beautiful coral flesh was completely exposed to his lusting eyes.
Lisa was moaning in shame now, yet she couldn't wait for his lips to touch her hotly pulsating pussy lips now. The warm air of his breath was grazing her sensitive nerves, and she inhaled sharply as she felt his head move closer to her open cunt.
Then she could feel his wet tongue probing into her quivering cunt. It was like being touched by fire, and she began to moan wildly. Yet at the same time, years of habit could not stop her from struggling against not only her handsome seducer, but her own consuming passion.
She'd had feelings like this years ago, when she had been in college.
She tried to squirm her hips away from him, but he held her firm, and even the firmness of his grip was wildly thrilling to her.
"No, no ..." she cried, but anyone hearing the voice behind the words would have heard her thoughts behind them .. . Yes, yes .. . oh, lick my pussy, lick it.
She was mewling like a tigress in heat now, and her stomach churned in excitement. She cried out an animalistic moan of passion as the movie star's hungry tongue licked her soft inner thighs, then shot up into the delicate folds of her moistening cuntal lips and swirled maddeningly around the hardened bud of her throbbing clitoris.
"Ooooohhhhh, please .. . you ... must ... stop! Please! STOP!"
Lisa tried to pull away, to extricate herself from this molten maelstrom of passion in which she was fast becoming enslaved. But his grip on her slender young legs was so powerful that she was helpless. And she was helpless too to fight the hotly burning sensation of his warm wet tongue snaking over her clitoris, closing around it and drawing the erect little bud into his warm, smoothly wet mouth.
Wild volts of electricity shot through the blonde teenager's body, and like a jungle beast in heat she gave herself up totally to the world of pure sensation.
"Ooooohhhh, Ahhhhhhhh!" her cries of protest were changing now to deep moans of utter pleasure, as Barry Brand slipped his hands under her firmly rounded ass cheeks to lift her loins up to his probing tongue. He squeezed the melon-like flesh, while he continued to run his tongue around and around in the hot damp crevice of her cunt.
Lisa was lost in the heat of ecstasy. Maybe she was drunk and drugged, but never in her life had she felt anything so exquisite. It bore no relation in the world to the obscene things Bill Robinson had done to her at home. She had never even guessed that such a state of total pleasure existed. His sucking mouth drove her crazy.
Brand's tongue darted in and out of her sweet young pussy. Then he lifted her legs up and placed them around his shoulders, and she locked her ankles around his neck. With his middle finger he began to gently probe the tight little orifice of her puckered anal opening.
Lisa was delirious now with sensual pleasure.
"Ooooooooohhhhh, yessssssss ... yesss-ssssss . . ." she groaned with abandon, completely enslaved now to the wild flashes of pleasure that traveled through her body.
Barry Brand's pleasure-giving tongue licked on and on and Lisa was beginning to realize she was powerless against this degradation. She had totally lost control of her body, and though her mind protested it was like a feeble voice in the distance. But try as she might, she could not fight her own lewd desires. She wanted him, wanted sex ... wanted to be fucked! Yes ... she wanted to be fucked ...
"Oh, fuck me... fuck meeeee!" she cried out, a prisoner of the overwhelming fires consuming her wildly heated pussy. "Oh God! Fuck me Barrryyyyyyy!" But Brand had a long evening in mind. First he would make her come with his mouth, make her come so he could watch her, and feel her total submission. Later they would fuck and cum together in the wildest ecstasy she had ever known.
Now his tongue continued to work furiously into the hot wet depths of her young pussy, stroking and teasing, stroking and teasing.
Then he could feel it. He could feel her slender yet voluptuous young body begin the deep slow agony of a building orgasm.
With the movie star's mouth sucking passionately on her heatedly moist cunt, Lisa was experiencing for the first time the true flame of desire. She writhed and twisted and mewled in abandon, her face unrecognizable with lust-contorted passion.
She strained her body against his mouth as hidden ancient forces gripped her.
She was cumming! Oh God! She was cumming!
"Aaaaaahhhh ... oooohhhh ... aaaarr-rrgggggghhhhhh!" She could feel his hands all over her body now, her breasts, her rectum, her clitoris, all wildly aroused beyond anything she had ever dreamed possible. His tongue fucked deeper and deeper into her cunt, making her lose herself completely to the bonfire of her feelings. She felt like she would burst from so much pleasure, felt like she was a bomb about the explode.
"Oh Godddddd! Goddddd!" And suddenly she screamed out like a banshee. "Aiiiii-eeeeeeeeee!"
She jerked and bucked her hips wildly against the actor's face now as the hot spasms of orgasm wracked through her. Juices from her cunt gushed out of her hotly clasping pussy as she flew out on a spiral of total and utter orgasmic abandon.
Brand watched in delighted astonishment as the young girl came and came and came. And when he thought she had to be finished, she was still cumming. Never in his long life had he seen anything like it. She twisted and writhed and groaned out her pleasure endlessly beneath him.
And then he understood the secret of her magnetism-a capacity for deep and extended orgasms beyond the reach of most women. It was that energy that she had radiated, that drew men to her. The promise of this wild orgastic trip.
Finally, the young blonde teenager's orgasm began to subside, and, her heart still pounding wildly, Lisa then opened her eyes and returned to reality.