Chapter 16
I haven't told you about The Palomino yet, have I? She was a lovely little thing with a great mane of honey-blonde hair. hence the name!. and a most appealing pair of grey-green eyes set wide above a delightful snub nose. She must have been at least 24 or 25: but she looked so much younger that all the men felt they were fucking some schoolgirl still in her teens: and she was especially popular with the older customers in consequence.
An added attraction was that she'd been professionally trained for ballet, so she was particularly graceful in the way she moved her body about. It had become obvious fairly early on that she hadn't got the necessary talent: so she'd added acrobatic dancing to her repertoire, and done the night-club circuit for a while: but she never really got into the money, and finally one of The Organization's talent scouts took her out of circulation, broke her in, and placed her in my house.
The Palomino was also a very willing performer: and if you can think of a better lay than a good-looking honey-blonde who does acrobatic poses in the nude and enjoys being screwed, why haven't you brought her along to the Club, Max?
We used to use her a lot in our blue films, because she was so photogenic. I remember one particular scene that came out very well. I think the man was Alec, though I can't be sure: anyway, it-sounds just his sort of thing! Alec. (we'll use his name). knelt down on the floor, keeping his body upright: The Palomino stood about a yard in front of him, her back towards him: then, very slowly, very gracefully, the slim lissome body bent right back until her hands were planted on the floor an inch or so in front of his knees, with the honey-coloured mane hanging to the floor in delightful disarray. Then, with a vigorous kick from her long slim legs, The Palomino swung her body up till she was standing on her hands, her upright body now facing Alec's, and pressing closely up against it. She was of course completely at home in this upside-down position: and there was none of that uncertain wavering that so often mars displays of amateur gymnastics. her trim naked body just stood there, quite as much at ease as if she had been standing on her feet, and not her hands.
You don't have to be an expert in anatomy, Max, to work out just what part of Alec's kneeling body found itself in juxtaposition to The Palomino's pretty face. nor what part of her was situated just beneath his chin!
Then, with perfect control, she spread her legs sideways in a highly revealing 'splits' that must have raised blood-pressures appreciably in Houston when the film was shown in our 'paired' house under the exchange agreement! Remember, she was professionally trained: and those legs opened wider and wider till they were in the flattest V imaginable, and The Palomino's fresh young cunt was gaping to the limit. not merely the blonde-fringed cunt-lips, but the actual vagina itself was yawning open: as Alec said. "You could almost see right up into her womb. ."
Then the trim arse rounded in breath-taking fashion as The Palomino bent her legs forward at the hips, until the widely-parted thighs lay at the points of Alec's shoulders, one on either side of his head. Now her little arsehole came into full view, stretched half-open by her fantastic 'splits' position, and standing up appealingly a little above the surface of her crack: it looked exactly like some brown-petalled bud just beginning to bloom into an exotic crimson-centred flower. and who could blame Alec when he bent his head forward to savour more closely these delicious treasures that The Palomino was offering so freely for his intimate inspection? His tongue came out, urgent and pointed, to stab enquiringly into the red centre of the half-open arsehole: and she shuddered violently at his touch.
Now her lower legs bent slowly inwards from the knee, until her heels crossed behind Alec's head: she drew her feet further and further in, till finally they were almost touching the back of his head. now drawn back a little to allow him to lick gently along the line of the widely-gaping cunt (already brimming with her inner juices), to finish up with a stiff-tongued massage of The Palomino's throbbing clitoris. Her body jerked at the ultimate intimacy of this caress: the two heels stabbed inwards like the closing of a trap: and Alec found that his head was now held firmly between her slim muscled thighs, so that his mouth must perforce remain in contact with her twitching quim. He appeared to view the situation with commendable equanimity: after his initial grunt of surprise at finding himself a prisoner in such congenial surroundings, he settled down to give The Palomino a serious gamahuching: but now his two hands moved to assist his shuttling tongue, one descending to the level of his navel, to seek a soft coral nipple and knead it methodically into stiff thimble-like rigidity, the other coming up round The Palomino's beautiful quivering haunch to finger her lightly along her pretty crack until the probing forefinger could find its target and plunge deep into her sensitive arsehole.
The little honey-blonde was not without the means for a serious counter-attack, however: for right in front of her pretty face stood Alec's rigid cock, throbbing gently every now and then as his lust mounted under the excitement of his tonguing and fingering of The Palomino's lovely body. Her mouth opened wide: and the long mane of hair twitched vigorously as she arched her neck and angled her head, preparatory to pouncing on her unsuspecting prey. Then Alec gave a great leap that nearly unbalanced her. she was saved from falling only by the impaling forefinger buried deep in her twitching arsehole. as he felt his prick encased in the warm soft moistness of her mouth: and her skilled tongue started its maddening attentions to his sensitive glans, and he groaned in ecstacy as the delicious shivers started running over his body: there would be no respite for him, he knew, and no end to the lovely torture of his sensitive knob, until he had creamed in sweet profusion into the avid mouth of the little long-haired beauty. With a shudder of delight, he redoubled his attentions to the pretty cunt lying defenceless beneath his probing tongue, and now it was The Palomino's turn to shiver as his strong thumb and forefinger twirled her coral nipple to and fro, while in her open crotch the probing finger and the steadily-lapping tongue sent her rapidly up the ladder of pleasure.
Now the slim body began to squirm deliciously as The Palomino's orgasm drew near: she was clasping Alec more firmly now within the 'mantrap' formed by her parted thighs, with her crossed heels pressing his head firmly against her crotch. He was busy with her clitoris now, and was for the moment leaving her open cunt to its own devices: and the camera showed it all red and swollen, so that the fringe of blonde hair along the lips stood out in sudden contrast. The whole surface was glistening with her juices: and every now and then some inner spasm would seize her so that her cunt twitched, as though impatient for the coming spend.
But it was Alec who exploded first. We saw his buttocks contracting rhythmically as his pelvis jerked involuntarily forward, twitching under the stimulus of his spend: the movement rammed his spouting cock back and forth into The Palomino's pretty face, so that he was in effect fucking her in the mouth. Her throat moved in regular cadence as he swallowed upward, working desperately to clear her mouth. do not forget she was upside down!. of the flood of hot spunk that seemed to be pouring endlessly out of Alec's prick.
And then she was coming herself, her whole body shuddering violently as the sweet waves of sensation washed over her: and the camera showed us in intimate detail her trim brown arsehole nipping regularly at Alec's finger, and the pretty crimson cunt working furiously as she spent deliriously with Alec's tongue frigging away at her rigid little clitoris to prolong her orgasm to the limit.
At last the storm of pleasure subsided. The Palomino raised her head with a sigh from Alec's shrunken prick: the honey-coloured mane rippled her head moved rhythmically back and forth in time with the gasping intake of her breath. Then her slim legs unlocked from their Yoga-like position, moved slowly down Alec's perspiring body, clasping him like a pair of arms as she lowered herself gently to the floor, where she lay collapsed in utter abandon at his knees.