Chapter 6
After Lucy left I just knew that I couldn't go back to Lane. I wrote him a letter and explained that I had to go away for awhile to think things over. I only took what I had on my back and about one hundred dollars.
I went to Los Angeles to look for a job. I was a good dancer, so I thought that would be the job for me. The first club I went to was paying 50 dollars a night for topless dancers. I took it. I felt funny walking around naked in front of strangers, but I figured that I would get used to it, at least I hoped I would.
After I worked there for a few days I was propositioned by some old guy on the way home for two hundred dollars if I went a little funny with him. I said to myself, why not?
First he wanted me to piss in his mouth, then he wanted to eat me. He wasn't very good at it, but he did pay me. He told me that he had a son about eight years old that was already having erections, and he asked me if I would let him fuck me in the ass for another hundred dollars.
His son was a doll and he did have a small one. With a little oil, I hardly felt anything. I decided to keep them as steady customers, money always comes in handy. One day he told me that he had invented a new machine for sex, and would I try it out for him, for a fee of course. He attached wires to my head and wrists and put some cups over my boobs. The cups on my boobs started to move around and rub my nipples and make them wet. He wrote something down, then he took the cups off. Then he told me to put my legs up and he inserted something in my ass. It wasn't very big, and when it started to move, it felt great. It felt like a finger with feathers on it.
The next step after that, he put something on my man in the boat. It sucked away like crazy. The last step was a small dildo, but as it worked away it got bigger and bigger. Just as I was about to come he said that he was finished.
"You old bastard, how about me?" I said.
He asked me if I thought I could take them all at once.
I was so excited that I probably would have done anything by that time.
I told him that I would give it a try. He sure had some brain, inventing a machine like this. Boy, it was almost worth dying for. I was fucked, sucked, pushed and pulled — everything that could be done. He left the machine on as long as I wanted it, which wasn't very long. How long can anyone stand ecstasy.
One day at a pot party, after work, I met a guy that made movies, the kind that you look at at home with a lover. He asked me if I would like to work for him. I decided to try it for awhile.
The first movie was about an old maid (horny of course) masturbating. As she was, the bell rang and it was the plumber. She was so horny that as she watched him work she sat on his shoulders. He of course turned around and started to eat her box properly. After he left, she was still horny so she called and ordered some groceries. The delivery boy was a pimple faced kid, with nothing going for him. She held up a five dollar tip and began to play with his joint until it got hard, which didn't take too long. Within a few minutes they were screwing on the floor.
We made many more films. One where they made me lie down dog fashion and they tried to make a great Dane screw me. At first they couldn't get him interested, but after an hour or so he got the idea. He scratched the shit out of my sides as he was pumping, but it sure was different. The end of a dogs prick is small and pointy, but after it is in and he gets excited, a big ball forms on his prick. That was a pleasant surprise to me. The only other animal thing that we did, was a pony. They rigged me up under the pony — what a joint that one had. Before we could get it in, the boss had to ball me first to give me the desire. The pony and I were loaded with grease. The pony was rigged in such a way that I had complete control over how much prick went in me. My boss was such a great ball, that I was ready for almost anything. I was raised on a platform so that I was the right height. First they had me play with the pony's prick a bit to get him hard. At the same time the camera caught the pony's owner fucking me. It was supposed to show that the man wasn't big enough and I needed more. After the owner came I had to eat him as I tried to work the pony in me. I had the back of my head off the platform as I was eating the guy, so I couldn't see the pony, which meant that I had to do it by touch. I got the tip of the pony's prick in me. It started to feel good, and I started to move more. I guess it felt good to the pony too, because he broke out of his halter and fucked me proper. Once he got started he couldn't stop and then he rammed his whole prick in me and I thought he was going to come out the other side. No one could stop him until he finished and I was finished too as he ripped my insides out.
For the next couple of months the only way I could make money was giving blow jobs. The camera had to get close ups and different angles, so it took a lot of extra work. There was always the gang bang films where not much of anything went on except messing around and playing with each other.
I decided to give that up for awhile and go in for pinups. Funny all the tricks they use. All the girls you see with those beautiful breasts standing straight out, well don't believe everything you see. First they rouge in between the breasts to make them look bigger than they are, then most of them have to be taped up, where you can't see it. After all that, the photographs are touched up by an expert. It's very hard to do that on color shots, but it can be done. Almost all the girls you see are wearing sheer stockings. After all almost everyone has something wrong with them, no matter how perfect they seem to be. When the pictures are shown in one of the so-called good magazines other tricks are used. They play with the girls nipples to make them hard so that they stand out. If that isn't effective enough they wet the material around it. As far as the pussy goes (and it goes pretty far, sometimes) they photograph it at an angle which will make it the puffiest. Oh, and most of those low cut bras that show such a lot, they show all the girls have but what you don't see is the padding. They could even get a man a few pounds overweight to look busty, the way they do it.
After that job was over I got a job as an underwear model in a showroom. Very plush surroundings. I was also the receptionist on occasion.
All those dirty old men leering at you and throwing you their keys. Their wives never understood them, so they said. I did, only too well.
Once in a while I would go out with them on their expense account, but most of them wouldn't go for spit, when it came to paying for services. Men will never learn, that some girls would appreciate it more if a guy gave her a few dollars to keep her in lunches than have those extra drinks on him the night before. Too bad they think they are so smart, I wonder how many men know that they cut themselves out of a bed job because they didn't use their heads. The worst kind of men, to me, were the kind that got a thrill out of a free feel.
One time I was modeling a bra and panties. One of the buyers came over and wanted to see how the lining fit. He put his hand inside the bra and started to rub the nipple. I suppose that was supposed to get me excited, but I ignored it. For the rest of the showing that buyer sat there with a hardon.
There was a buyer though that was very handsome, even though he knew it, he still had a nice personality. Every time he came in town I was always sitting behind a desk. One time he came in and they were short a model, so I had to model a little chemise number. It was loose fitting but very sexy. He was the only buyer in the office then and the boss had to go in the office to answer the phone. I had to walk close to him to let him get a good look at the cut and the fabric, the back and then the front view. When my back was towards him, he caressed my ass, then he told me that he wanted to see the front view. As I turned around to face him he felt the bottom of the chemise. As he was talking to me about the material, he put his hand under it and started to play with my pussy. I didn't want to be too obvious, so I just stood there, and he put his finger in my box. It felt so good, I didn't want him to stop. He started to slide his finger in and out. Then he heard the boss coming back and he stopped. He was an important buyer and he always bought a big order. This time he doubled the usual order. I was sure he was going to ask me out, but all I got was a pleasant good evening. I was horny for the rest of the day thinking about him.
It was finally time to go home. I had to fight my way out of the crowded elevator, and much to my surprise and delight I ran into him. He told me that his name was Ralph, and that he would like me to have a drink with him. I couldn't say yes fast enough. We went to a little Italian cafe and had a meal with a bottle of wine. He dropped his napkin on the floor and as he bent under the table to pick it up he lifted my skirt and kissed my thigh. It took me by surprise but not anymore than his next move. He played with my pussy under the table, no one could see, thank goodness for long table clothes. But, it was hard for me not to show any expression on my face. My panties were very tight but little by little he managed to get his hand under them and began to finger fuck me, right in the cafe with people eating their dinner.
I moved forward a bit and he took the hint to stick two fingers in me. I would have, by this time let him put his whole arm in me if he wanted to. I felt as though I was going to come. I thought to myself that it was crazy, but he kept it up until I did. We finished our wine without saying a word.
He took me home, said goodnight and left without even a kiss. He was strange, but I was dying to see him again.
Ralph came into town every week and he told me that he was married and tired of sex the conventional way. We went to the same cafe every time, but I never wore panties. One night he walked me home, but before we got there he took off his jacket and put it on the ground in an alley. He told me to kneel down. Then he took out his pecker and stuck it down the front of my dress. He kept moving it up and down until he came. On the way home he gave me money for a new dress.
Another time we went to a place in the hippie part of town, where everyone was sitting on everyone's lap. It was crowded. I had a wide short skirt on. He put me on his lap and proceeded to fuck me never missing the beat to the music. I looked forward to seeing him even more now just to see what he would do the next time.
One time, the people in an office he rented for a week were very surprised to see me walk out, they had all been in the office for the past hour but didn't see me. I don't suppose they thought of me being under the desk blowing him which is where I was and what I was doing. I never looked forward to sex so much as I did with him.
One day he even ate me in the back of an empty bus in broad daylight. How much wilder could this guy get. I think the best one I had was when we were watching a parade. I wore a coat that had a vent in the back and he was fucking me up the ass. We had many pleasant times together before he was transferred.
My boss gave me a raise and made me his top model. I was the only girl he had that let the buyers have a free feel and go out with them when they needed a dinner date companion.
One day my boss invited me to go to his house to have dinner with him and his wife. Dinner was late and they asked me to stay over. They lived in Long Beach and the house was roomy. I was dozing off when my boss came into my room quietly. Thinking I was asleep, he started to touch me under the covers, then he started to kiss my breast and I got horny. He wasn't a good looking man and he never appealed to me before, but I remembered the times that I saw the big lump in his pants. I pushed his head down harder on my breast and grabbed his prick. He got the idea right away.
He took his robe off and climbed on top of me and started to fuck me. He did have a nice one. Not too long but very fat. We were fucking away and then the lights went on. It was his lovely wife. I didn't know what to do.
She said to me "relax honey, I'm not as straight laced as you think. I wanted to be careful," she said, "as I thought you were."
She told me to look up as she lowered the lights. There was a big mirror on the ceiling. She told me to eat her husband, if I was so inclined. She practically pulled him out of me before he came. He shoved it in my mouth so that I could catch all the sweet sperm, I sucked it out as I wanted every drop and Arlene started to eat my box.
Her husband was soft by then so I pushed him out of the way and adjusted myself so that she and I were doing sixty-nine. She tasted delicious.
When Mark had a hard on again she told him to fuck me while she sat on my face and came all over. Just when Mark was starting to rock and roll again with me on top of him, Arlene went down on my ass. She pulled apart my cheeks and alternately stuck in her tongue and fingers. Mark was sitting on the edge of the bed then and I was sitting on his lap facing him. Arlene kept tonguing my asshole and finger fucking it until she got three fingers in. Then when she got excited again, she and I laid down on the bed, with her head on my ass and her legs hanging off.
Mark started to eat my asshole then and he also got three fingers in. I kept saying "Fuck me Mark, fuck me, please." The head of his cock went in easy, but he couldn't get the rest of his rod in.
Arlene while still eating me, grabbed him by the ass and gave a push and it went all the way in. It hurt but it hurt so good and I started to groove with them.
Arlene was playing with his balls with one hand, finger fucking me with the other one, while she was eating me. What an explosion it was when I came. I was really beat.
The next morning everything was back to normal. We had breakfast and Mark drove me back to town.
The next day was Sunday, so I treated myself to a slow lunch in the park, even went horseback riding. It started to get cold so I picked up some groceries and wound my way home.
Monday morning I tried to avoid Mark's eyes, but he acted as though nothing happened. He made my job very pleasant after that, and I even got another raise and the weekend was never mentioned, until a month later.
Arlene came in to meet her husband for lunch. He was too busy so she asked me to join her. I wasn't sure what was in store for me, but I went anyway. We had lunch in a very elegant place, then she asked me to have lunch with her again someday. I agreed. We took a walk in the park, and at this time of year it is usually deserted as the cold keeps people indoors. We sat on a bench for a while and talked. Then she put her arm around me and kissed me.
There she was this respectable broad, huh, with her hand under my sweater in the park, in broad daylight. As soon as my nipple was exposed to the cold air it got hard. She rolled it between her finger while she let her tongue search my mouth frantically for mine. When I let my tongue slide on hers, she got excited and started to kiss my breast. She bit my nipple kind of hard which sent a jolt down to my pussy. Her head followed down, but she couldn't get to my box as I had panty hose on. She then got off the bench, pulled my legs up in the air and slid my hose down my ass. She began to give me head in that position with one hand she held my legs up and with the other she was finger fucking herself. She kept lashing her tongue in and out until I couldn't take it anymore, and I came. She got so excited watching me twitch when I was coming that she came too. We quickly got our clothes adjusted and became ladies once more.
When I got back to the office an hour later Mark never said a word to me, but when it was time to go home, he asked me to stay a few minutes after everyone left. He gave me some papers to go over, and as he was telling me what to do he was standing behind me and I could feel his big fat cock through his pants. Oh how I wanted his cock in me again, I got up and pulled down my panty hose and leaned over the desk. He took his tool out of his pants and rubbed it on the rim of my pussy. I kept moving from side to side so that I'd just catch the head of it a bit. God, I was getting horny again.
All of a sudden he shoved it in with one push and he was finished. What was I supposed to do now. As horny as I was.
I went to the ladies room and washed up a little. I said goodnight to Mark and pressed the button for the elevator. When it finally got there I discovered that there was a new operator on whom I had never seen before. I was so busy watching him that I didn't notice the elevator wasn't even with the floor.
As I stepped in, I fell on top of him, knocking us both down. Our faces were so close that I just kissed him. He seemed very surprised, but he regained his composure in a moment. Then like a horny gentleman, he said, "upstairs miss," when he knew damn well that that was the wrong direction.
Of course I said yes, and up we went. Almost before the car stopped he had his joint out and was trying to shove it in my mouth. I saw that he wasn't circumcised and I couldn't make that scene with him, so I put my hand around it and started to jerk him off. He took the hint and started to take my clothes off. I helped him and in a matter of a split second we were doing it dog fashion. And that's just the way he did it, like a dog. That steady hard push. The same beat over and over.
He was hard to feel not being circumcised, as a man not circumcised hardly gives a woman any friction at all. It's as though a man is fucking inside himself, no matter how big he is. It's very hard to feel the shape of the head, because every time a man pulls out a little, his own skin covers it.
He knew that I wasn't getting much out of it so he wet his finger and stuck it up my ass, which helps quite a bit in cases like this, as it makes my hole feel a little smaller. After he did that for a while we both came in no time at all. We both got dressed and then he did take me down to the lobby. I knew that now I had a steady piece whenever I was in the mood. Believe it or not I was still horny as hell when I got home. I must be like a bitch, in heat all the time.
It got to be an almost every day thing with me and the elevator operator, and of course Mark in between every so often.
One day Mark and I were making it and the delivery boy walked in. If Mark fired him it would have gotten all over the garment center, so we decided to make a deal with him. He was a homely looking kid, but the deal was that I ball him once a month. First he watched Mark and I making it and then before Mark came he wanted his, but that was alright with me, as this way I got Mark's fat cock in me twice. After a while though, I got tired of the whole crowd, so I quit my job and looked for greener pastures.