Chapter 4
But the film was far from over.
It was a two-reeler and the crew was panting as loudly as Larry and Laura Beth. They had rarely seen such uninhibited and seductive performances and they kept their eyes on the two "actors," not wanting their work to come to an end.
Laura Beth forgot about Marty, totally into what she was doing. She kept Larry's buns spread apart as he wiggled and bucked up and down, demanding her to spear her tongue right into his clenching anus and tickle his prostate.
She grew more daring, more aggressive, pushing her slim pointy tongue against the creases and puckers surrounding his bottom-hole while he groaned and feasted his lips and tongue upon her wet and swampy trench.
Her cunt was making him more and more wild and he slobbered over her pussy, moving his hands down even as he squatted over her body, fucking between her tits while his fingers wrenched her puffy cunt lips wide apart and he buried his tongue down inside her cunt with a single frantic thrust.
Her muffled scream of pleasure spurred him on and he was loving every second of what was happening, as oblivious to the cameras as Laura Beth. He kept pumping his tongue in and out of her cunt, feeling her clit throbbing as he scraped across it and she jerked against his mouth.
By then she was out of control, feeling herself on the verge of climaxing. And as the pleasure and searing eroticism of the moment kept mounting like a tidal wave, she pushed her tongue right inside his ass-hole and felt the slick dry walls of his spongy rectum inviting her to explore still further.
Larry stopped pumping, afraid of shooting before he had managed to shove his cock into her pussy. He held himself steady and lifted her legs still higher, moving languidly past her cunt, beyond the bottom edge of her narrow wet furrow until he could see the pink rosebud of her delectable virgin ass-hole.
He slid his tongue down towards it and Laura Beth thrilled to his touch. No one had ever instructed her about anal sex before, and now she realized the pleasure she must surely be giving Larry, for the moment his tongue rubbed up against her puckered ass-hole, she trembled and clenched her sphincter muscles, knowing instinctively what to do.
And when he didn't hesitate to ram his tongue right inside, she started moaning and ripping her own tongue in and out of his dry clenching ass, feeling the swelling of his prostate gland, even as he stimulated her beyond her wildest dreams.
Just feeling him straddling her, strong and protective, left her breathless with delight. She ran her hands up and down his back, then slid them around and over his hairy thighs, moving towards his crotch, wanting to feel his cock against her fingers.
He lifted himself off of her then and she ran her fingers through the sweaty forest of pubic hair around his dick, finally touching his cock and shaking on the bed. She clutched it as best she could, twitching all over, whimpering ass he kept ramming her tongue in and out of his ass.
But she couldn't go on like this much further.
She needed his cock between her legs, needed to feel him plowing into her pussy and making her scream and come with volcanic and eruptive force. Just fondling his cock told her the excitement she would feel once he had housed his enormous organ into her snatch.
Laura Beth was confident it would be accomplished, despite the steely length and thickness of the actor's awesomely proportioned phallus. And the sooner they started trying, the happier she'd be. So she pulled her tongue out of his ass and gasped for breath, screaming out then, demanding him to ball her.
"Please, do it now, hurry, shove it into me!" she cried out as he kept rimming out her ass, tasting the sweet pink meat of her clenching anus.
Her cunt was hotter and wetter than ever and she started pushing upwards, rubbing her tits against his dick, shaking fitfully on the bed until DeWolfe knew it was time to really get down to serious business. , He moved off of her, gasping for breath as he spun around on the bed. "Good, good," the director called, telling them what he wanted them to do next. "Get on your back Larry and let Laura Beth ride your meat. We'll get better close-ups and black and white stills that way."
Laura Beth didn't know what the technical part was all about, but she was delighted to fuck Larry, any way they told her to. So he lay on his back and spread his legs wide, his dick arching up towards his stomach, leaking thick rivulets of pearly pre-come like drool dribbling down the hard massive length of his penis.
"Come on, baby. Give daddy a ride for his money," he groaned as she scampered around and got into position, not about to waste any more time, especially when she knew the searing pleasure her entire body would soon be experiencing, pleasure she needed like food to sustain her.
"Take your time," the director told her.
But the sight of his thick rigid cock was too much for her to be calm about. DeWolfe groaned, arching his hips, pushing his cock forward as she straddled his thighs, rubbing her tender white buns against his thickset legs, angling her pussy down into position.
He gripped his hose and pushed it forward so that it stood straight up in the air like a flagpole she was soon going to slide down upon, impaling herself on his throbbing tool. "Come on, you sweet tight little bitch," he groaned. "Show me how good you are. Show me if you can handle it with a man, little one, not a kid but a fucking well-hung stud!"
"I can, I can!" she cried out, lifting herself up and rubbing her narrow and fleecy split over the fist-like head of his penis.
Then, tensing all over, she spread her outer flaps of cunt flesh as wide apart as she could, splaying them like red butterfly wings drying in the sun. The meat of her vulva twitched hotly and more sap dribbled down as she pushed herself forward, aiming for his cock.
He winced as she pushed forward, taking hold of his cock then as he pawed at her tits, shaking hotly on the bed while she tried to wedge the massive rounded head of his penis into place. It was not as easily accomplished as she had hoped.
Her cunt walls were being ripped wide apart, stretching tight as a drum as she squirmed against him, desperately hungry to feel the entire length of his strong throbbing penis drilling itself into the depths of her pussy.
"Push, push down, little one!" he moaned as he felt the head of his cock tickling her clit, frictioning against it and squashing it down.
She threw her head back and screamed out, pain and pleasure filling her body as she thrust' savagely against his penis and finally managed to lodge the unhooded head of his dick inside her cunt. The pressure of his unwieldy organ made her dizzy, but once she had grown accustomed to its spectacular size, she thrust down once again.
"That's it, good, harder, sit on top of it," DeWolfe moaned, loving the way her cunt was stretched to the breaking point, his cock-shaft scraping against her wet shuddering vaginal walls, filling both of them with indescribable pleasure and erotic excitement.
Ever so slowly, afraid of really ripping herself in two, moaning all the while, Laura Beth kept wiggling down on top of Larry's penis, watching it as slowly it slid up into her cunt and he kept thrashing on the bed, the muscles on his chest and virile torso standing out in sharp relief, his crotch sweaty and damp with desire.
"More, all of it, don't stop," he groaned, not believing how succulently tight her cunt actually felt. She was a girl and he rarely made it with teenagers, but now he felt perverse, almost as if he was balling his own daughter, for he was certainly old enough to have fathered Laura Beth, just about Eban's age.
He reached out then and gripping her around the shoulders, wrenched her down on top of his penis. She shrieked with delight as inch after thick throbbing inch of his mule-cock shunted up into her pussy, filling her as she had never been filled before.
"Yeah, do it, harder, pump down and sit on my crotch and wiggle your tight little ass," he told her, holding onto her as she kept inching down, feeling her cunt walls responding to the searing pressure, widening almost painfully in order that she might accommodate Larry's dong.
And then she had it inside of her as she sat flush against his crotch and gasped for breath. He couldn't stop moaning either, savoring the pressure and heat, the wet frictioning tightness of her virginal pussy.
His cock was completely hidden from sight, the lips of her cunt grotesquely distended, opened as wide as a gaping mouth and sticking tightly around the sides of his pole so that all he could see was the contrast between her own fleecy reddish pubic mound and his own thick tangle of brown hirsute curls.
Laura Beth felt safe now, secure even as she wiggled her ass against the tops of his thickset thighs and slowly rose up, exposing half the length of his dick before slamming down again, rocking back and forth and knowing she would come in no time at all.
It was too perfect, too exciting for words.
Unaware of anything but Larry and Larry's pecker in particular, she now began to ride his joystick, sliding up and down, humping against his sweaty crotch as he begged for more, shaking against her, meeting her strokes halfway as he humped forward and rammed his dong into the depths of her pussy, tipping her womb and making her wild with lewd adolescent lust.
"That's it, harder, ride me, baby, ride daddy's cock and make him come. He wants to fill your sweet little cunt with a good strong bath of cream, hot thick cream, baby."
"Yes, I want that. I love having a man, a real man coming inside of me, creaming and shooting inside my cunt," she moaned, moving ever faster, bouncing up and down, hard and quick, sure of herself and the pleasure which was overcoming her as all memory of pain melted and searing erotic fervor took its place.
"That's it, harder, faster, baby and we'll come together, daddy and you, move, move your ass, squeeze your muscles and milk my big fat piece of meat, baby," he groaned, shoving from his hips as the two of them got closer and closer, no longer in control, wanting that moment to overtake them and fill them with delight.
The bed rocked in time to their strokes and Laura Beth kept moaning, leaning forward to rub her hands over Larry's strong manly chest, pinching his taut pointy tits and making him wince with excitement. She could feel herself getting there, moving over the edge, the heat and wetness of her cunt lubricating his meaty pole and making it easier for her to move up and down atop his dong.
And then she was there, crying out, screaming with youthful frenzy and delight as she felt her climax overtaking her, making her powerless to do anything but move in time to its rhythmic pulsations. "Yes, now, I'm coming oh God it's so good, I'm so hot, so fucking hot, daddy!" she screamed, thrashing down, wiggling lower until she had sucked up his dick and her climax hit her like a blow to the head.
She writhed atop his pole, barely able to hold herself erect, her nipples engorged and bursting as the rest of her. And as she began to come, her vaginal muscles going haywire, Larry got ready to shoot his load as well.
"Yes, baby, do it, come, come and keep going!" he cried out, still holding onto her shoulders as she moaned and thrashed on top of his cock and crotch.
The more she moved, the closer he got.
The pleasure he was feeling was too intense and he knew he had no more control as he felt himself stiffening, holding onto her and then screaming out as the first hot gushes of his plentiful load cascaded up into her snatch.
"Milk me, sugar, milk daddy's big fat dong, you little piece, do it, harder, more, more!" he begged as he shuddered and thick volleys and bursts of semen drenched her hole, oozing down the walls of her cunt as the two of them came simultaneously, completely incoherent with pleasure.
"Yes, shoot it. I love a man coming inside of me," she whimpered as she actually felt the come pouring into her, actually could feel his muscular pole ejaculating like a fire hose gone out of control.
She kept clutching her vaginal muscles, milking his peter while her own orgasm kept rippling through her body like a fire. Larry pushed up into her and then, holding her steady, suddenly swung her around and forced her onto her back as he rammed down and a scream rose up from her body as his cock ripped into her womb and she fainted from the incredible pleasure of yet a second climax.
Seconds later she opened her eyes and he was still deep inside of her, his cock slowly losing its erection as she found herself staring into the camera, which had recorded every detail of their tumultuous orgasm.
Larry's balls hit against her legs like a fist and she kept shuddering until she had no strength left. "Cut!" the director yelled and she closed her eyes as the camera stopped whirring and she lay beneath Larry, limp as a dish rag, her entire body glowing and suffused with the memory of her pleasure.
Ever so slowly, he edged back, sliding his limp come-smeared cock out of her battered and ravished pussy. Even in repose, hanging down between his grizzly thighs, it was still long and thick and she longed to take it into her mouth and suck it dry, to show him how turned on she still felt.
But DeWolfe was finished, his work done. "Not bad, sugar," he said, shrugging his shoulders and getting up off the bed. He waved his hand and walked off the set to grab a towel and dry himself off.
Laura Beth felt crestfallen, but moments later Marty was by her side, still reliving what he had seen, the incredible pleasure he had derived watching Laura Beth performing before the eye of the camera. His cock had been in a constant state of erection and now he wanted to get her back to the apartment and duplicate DeWolfe's maddened and impassioned performance.
"How was I?" she asked him as the lights dimmed overhead.
"Not bad, not bad at all. But you'll get better, Laura Beth, rest assured. Ebing was pleased and that's all that matters. Right, Mr. Ebing?" he asked as the portly skin flick impresario waddled over to the pull-out bed where Laura Beth was still reclining.
"It's a good start, Miss Coates," the producer replied, knowing damn well that even if the film was only privately distributed under the counter and through the mails, he would make himself a tidy profit. He had already paid Marty Ericson in cash and now he smacked his lips and ogled Laura Beth's naked body as she smiled innocently and swung her legs over the side. Marty helped her to her feet as sticky wads of come oozed down, dribbling along the insides of her thighs.
"God, he flooded me," she mumbled as he got her a towel and she wiped herself dry.
Then, she put on her clothes once again, having been assured by Harry Ebing that he would use her in his next production, slated to go before the cameras five days hence. Laura Beth was too exhausted to do anything but smile, but Ebing didn't care, nor did Marty Ericson.
She was a property, a piece of meat, to be used until she lost her touch. But what neither of them were willing to verbalize was that they didn't think such a thing would ever come about, for Laura Beth was the kind of teenager who was only learning, even after tonight.
She would, they realized, only get better.
"Better" was of course the understatement of the year. Naive as she might have been, Laura Beth was also not stupid. She was a fast learner, especially when it meant her career. For in the five days after that first filming, she began to realize that the art films Marty had talked about really were just plain old-fashioned blue movies.
A walk around Times Square confirmed that, though she didn't feel cheated. It was a start, like so many others and she had enjoyed herself, even more than the pleasure she felt each night she and Marty had sex together.
She opened a bank account with the money he gave her, knowing that soon enough she would earn her independence back. It wasn't that she didn't trust him, but she had read too many stories of unscrupulous operators and she didn't want to be taken for a fool.
She didn't mention the emergence of these doubts to Marty, nor did she let him think of her as any less innocent and gullible. It was an act and she had play-acted all of her life, even as a small child back in the Ozark hills.
So when it came time to work on the second film, she told Marty she wanted more money, easy as that. He was amazed and called her greedy, but even at sixteen Laura Beth was not about to be everyone's fool. She knew she had a good thing going and albeit reluctantly, Marty got more money from Ebing, an additional two hundred for the flick, half of which Laura Beth also demanded and succeeded in getting from her would-be manager.
Besides, he was going to be involved in the project as well. Laura Beth would be taking on two men at once, something she had thought of more and more, realizing that she needed it to be truly satisfied, that she had enjoyed servicing Spence and Eban and would delight in having sex with Marty and Larry DeWolfe.
He was going to "work" with her again, having enjoyed himself the week before, combining business and pleasure and coming out a winner on both ends. This time the script would be just as simple as the first. They would use the same set, only the convertible would be opened and Laura Beth would be pretending to be asleep, cuddling up with a teddy bear.
Marty and DeWolfe would play the role of robbers, climbing in through the window, wearing masks throughout the filming. The latter put Ericson at his ease, for he had visions of blackmail and the like. That the film was to be shot without sound no longer hassled Laura Beth, who wanted to make her money and enjoy the attentions of the two virile and well-hung middle-aged men.
Ericson was secretly turned on, having had a letch for such a menage a trois for quite some time. And having seen Larry DeWolfe in action, he knew that he couldn't have a better partner to share Laura Beth's singular and seductive charms.
She huddled under the covers, the set dimly illuminated, though the arc lights were already brightening so that once the film got going things would be clearly visible to the viewer. She was naked, tingling with anticipation, not angry with Marty in the least.
She just didn't want him to get the wrong idea about her, that was all. Clutching the teddy bear to her side she felt her cunt warming up and she pressed one hand between her legs, sliding her middle finger up and down her dampening furrow, more and more juice streaming down and lubricating her snatch, preparing her for what she hoped would be the imminent invasion by two massive yard-arms of cock-meat.
The cameras started whirring and she shut her eyes, laughing to herself, not acting in the least. They both dug her, as much as she dug them and she was as hot-blooded and seductive a teenager as they were ever-likely to come across, let alone enjoy.
Now, she heard the window being opened and she didn't move as first DeWolfe and then Ericson, climbed over the fake sill, stepping out into the middle of the set. They pretended to whisper and point at her, dressed in black with matching eye masks. Then, Larry turned on a table lamp and instantly Laura Beth jumped up, "awakening" in alarm.
She clutched the teddy bear to her naked body, covering her pussy and staring at the two men. They began to laugh and she could see that they were already excited, turned on by what they were being paid to do to her.
Laura Beth was just as turned on as well and she was able to see the bulging outlines of their rampant cocks, both men displaying thick bulging baskets as they moved towards the bed. "Please, don't, don't!" she cried out, laughing to herself as she started to scream and they silenced her by pressing a hand across her mouth.
Then, she pretended to calm down, but De-Wolfe pulled the teddy bear out of her grasp and suddenly they were upon her, both men at once. It was all she had dreamed of, all she had hoped for and more besides.
They pulled her down, stretching her out on the bed. Then, Larry dived down between her legs, feasting upon her tender young split while Mary began sucking on her breasts, pawing at her tits, gobbling up her hot pointy nipples and moaning with ecstasy.
Laura Beth screamed then, but it was a cry so genuine, so real, that she just couldn't stop herself. She writhed on the bed, not believing what was happening, feeling Marty's lips and tongue sliding over her jugs while Larry sucked feverishly on her twat.
He wrapped his tongue around her clit and kept licking hungrily, sucking down the juices which were streaming profusely down her trembling cunt walls, signaling her rising excitement. "Ohh, don't, don't do it!" she moaned, shaking against them as they pinned her down to the bed.
No one was faking.
Both men were getting more and more aroused and they slobbered over her body, licking everywhere at once, tonguing her skin down until it gleamed and glistened with their spittle. "Oh, do it, harder, eat me, suck me out," she begged as Larry began to piston his tongue in and out of her snatch, loving the hot pungent and musky scent of her youthful pussy.
And even as he sucked on her cunt, Marty was licking her tits, pawing at them, squeezing her heavy rounded jugs with both of his hands. But he was also even more impatient than Larry DeWolfe, despite the fact that Laura Beth had shared his bed and fucked him every night during the past week.
Now, he only wanted to have her in his grasp, to derive pleasure from her lusty young body. "Yeah, you want daddy's cock, don't you sugar?" he said, getting to his feet and beginning to rip off his clothes.
He glanced down between her legs and watched the way Larry was eating her out, sucking on her clit and inner set of raggededged cunt lips, feeling the way she was responding as she clenched and unclenched her vaginal muscles, trying to hold his tongue in place, deep inside of her.
"Oh, I can't, it's too much. I need it. Let me suck you off, both of you. And then fuck me, everywhere, fuck me everywhere at once," she moaned, thrashing against Larry, locking her legs around his face and pulling him down, trapping his head between her legs and forcing him to eat her out to her infinite satisfaction and delight.
The sight drove Marty wild.
He had wanted it this way and now he didn't hesitate, glad the director was silent, at least for the time being, allowing them the freedom to do what they wanted. For what he wanted he couldn't wait to achieve.
Quickly, he pulled off his black sweater and shirt and flexed his muscles, loving the way she was holding DeWolfe's head in place, pumping her hips back and forth as he sucked loudly, the loud squishing sounds of his lips and tongue against her meaty young snatch turning him on even more.
Laura Beth glanced over at Marty and kept her eyes glued to his crotch, looking frightened for the cameras but wanting to feel him pounding his thick handsome dick deep inside of her. He'd tried fucking her up the ass several nights before and though she hadn't let him get inside of her bottom all the way, she knew that she was now ready for just about anything, sodomy included.
"Baby, baby," he groaned as he unzipped his black trousers, wanting to relieve the pressure of his imprisoned cock. "You need this so bad, don't you, Laura Beth? You need to have us, both at the same time, 'cause you're daddy's little girl and you need cock, cock everywhere at once."
She couldn't speak, moaning loudly then as DeWolfe speared his index finger right into her cunt, moving it alongside of his tongue and then sliding his face away, jabbing in a second finger and twirling them around her clenching snatch.
And then, moistening his thumb with her abundantly dripping cunt juice, sap which spilled down and glistened over her reddish pubic hairs, he pulled her legs up higher and pressed down against her tight puckered ass-hole, trying to finger-fuck her anus at the same time.
Laura Beth was literally convulsing on the bed.
She felt the two fingers pistoning in and out, capturing her clit and squeezing it hotly. Unable to speak, she could only move back and forth in time to his plunging finger-strokes. And when he kept trying to wedge his thumb into her bottom-hole, she relaxed her ring of sphincter muscles, egging him on all the more.
"Shit, do it, hurry, shove it in me, so good, it feels so good. I love it, I love men, big strong well-hung studs, stallions!" she screamed, shaking with urgency as DeWolfe smiled and felt the way his thumb was piercing her anus, slowly digging its way right inside her ass-hole.
He pushed until it was buried inside of her tight dry virginal rump and then gripping the septum, that thin membrane between her two orifices, he began to tickle her and she clawed at the sheets just as Marty cried out with lust, dropping his pants and underwear and standing before her, as naked as the day he was born.
His cock rose out, a veritable mallet to pound into her. She turned her head and stared, gaping hotly as he ran his fingers over his stiff-standing cock and moved towards the bed, shaking with anticipation.
But even as he got up on the bed, wanting to shove his cock into her mouth and have her suck him off, Larry was still diddling her, working on her ass-hole and her pussy at the same time. He felt the way her rectal and vaginal walls were contracting and the more he frigged her, the wilder she became.
"Does it feel good, little girl?" he grinned, feeling his cock arching, tenting up the front of his trousers. "Do you like what I'm doing to you, shoving my fingers into your cunt and your lovely little ass?"
"Oh yes, do it, keep going. Stick in another finger and wiggle them around," she panted as she saw Marty advancing upon her, moving onto the bed, straddling her chest and aiming his cock right between her lips.
She pretended not to want it as he pushed forward, shoving the head of his thick throbbing and virile cock right against her mouth. He rested on his haunches, squatting and barely sitting on top of her chest, his fleshy muscular ass-cheeks grazing against her tits.
"Come on, baby. Open up for papa," he laughed, pushing his meaty phallus against her lips, then pulling on her long auburn hair until she was forced to comply with his wishes.
And the moment she opened her mouth, she tasted his meat, his cock rank and salty and strong as a bar of iron. He groaned and thrust it deeper, sliding it into her mouth, loving the way she was already using her tongue, sucking down on his pole and closing her lips tightly around his shaft.
"Thata girl," he told her. "More, suck harder, lick it, feel my balls too because they're filled with a hot load of come, good strong cream, little one."
Unable to speak, she could only mutter sounds he understood, muffled groans and grunts of lust as she sucked eagerly, taking in more and more of his thick rigid dong. He shoved from his hips, pushing it down her throat, bending her tonsils back and tickling her palate as her tongue kept licking up and down, stimulating every inch of his tightly stretched cock-skin.
Laura Beth was in ecstasy, still pumping forward against Larry's fingers while Marty kept slamming his meat down her throat until her nose nuzzled his wiry pubic bush and she had to breathe through her nostrils and not her mouth.
She tasted cock everywhere and her hands came down and fondled his heavy nuts, weighing them, bouncing them up and down and then, growing more adventuresome, she slid her fingers down between his scrotal sac, along the wet sweaty furrow between his ass cheeks.
"Yeah, do it, anything, baby so long as you keep sucking on daddy's meat," he grunted as he felt her fingers tickling his buns, then rubbing hotly against the puckers and folds which swirled around his anus.
She shoved towards the tender aperture and he winced as her fingernail scraped against the sensitive anal flesh. But the moment she'd succeeded in shoving her finger into his bottom, his prostate gland burned with delight and he began to pump his ass up and down as she finger-fucked him and sucked him off, both at the same time.
Larry wanted pleasure just as much as Marty did and content that she was now turned on and eager for his cock, he pulled his fingers out of her ass and twitching pussy, getting quickly to his feet. Without so much as another word, he ripped off his clothes as eagerly as he had done the week before.
She saw him undressing and stared with excitement, watching him proudly flex his muscles, taking off his shirt and parading before her wide and excited eyes. "Baby, now's when you feel my cock moving like you've never felt it before. Because this week we're going to pack your shit in, no two ways about it!"
And having announced his intention to ream her ass with his titantic and oversized penis, he dropped his trousers to the floor and let her ogle his enormous pole as it rose up between his grizzly thighs, hot and burning with desire.
Laura Beth knew she was ready.