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The dark haired girl laughed with a mocking throaty chuckle. She reached out for my cock and took me in her hand. Her fingers were soft, gentle but insistent. She stroked my shaft slowly. “That too bad,” she mangled the sentence. “Can I give him little kiss?”
She didn’t wait for an answer. She dropped to her knees and opened her mouth wide. I could feel her hot breath tingling against my skin. I looked down. Her eyes were dark and slanted seductively. She reached out with the tip of her tongue and teased me with flicking tender touches.
“That’s not a kiss,” I said. “You’re trying to arouse me.”
Kelly’s expression became a feigned mask of innocence, then she leaned forward, closed her eyes, and took me deep into her mouth.
I screwed my eyes shut and threw back my head, smacking the back of my skull against the wall. The pain splintered down my neck, down my spine… and then somehow dissolved at the level of my waist where Kelly’s skilled mouth was generating very different sensations.
I felt my hands clench into fists at my sides and a tension crept into my body, starting at my toes and spreading like a slow burning fire.
“You like, Rick?” Kelly slid my cock from her mouth to ask the question, looking up into my face. Her hand was gently stroking me, her fingers finding every sensitive spot and massaging with infinite skill.
“I do like,” I opened my eyes. “But I don’t think I can give you what you want.”
Kelly smiled seductively. “I just want this,” she gently squeezed my cock, “for ten minutes, Rick.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Kelly.”
She pouted and stood up. She ran the flat of her hand across the muscles of my chest and then slid the tip of one of her fingers into my mouth. “It is good idea, Rick,” she reassured me. There was a sultry heat in her eyes. I felt her hand tight around the base of my cock. “And it would be a shame to waste this, yes? He is very hard.”
A guy can only take so much.
I nodded. Kelly’s grin became winning. She kissed me fiercely and I felt her tongue slide inside my mouth as she crushed herself against me. My hands slid down the curves and contours of her body and cupped the cheeks of her bottom. Kelly moaned into my mouth and rocked her hips from side to side, then turned within my arms so that she was facing away from me. My cock pressed hard between the cheeks of her butt. She reached behind her and took my shaft in her hand, leading me across to the long bathroom vanity counter like I was on a leash.
Kelly bent forward at the waist and spread her legs wide. She had her elbows propped on the vanity, staring at her own reflection in the mirror right before her. I stepped up behind her and slid my cock into her pussy.
It was fascinating to watch the play of emotions on the woman’s face as I fucked her. The soft smile of deep satisfaction she wore as I entered her hung on her lips for just a few moments before her entire expression dissolved and became something else. Her eyes screwed shut, her lips parted slightly and the look on her face became one of concentration. I clung to her hips while holding her steady against the impact of each thrust, staring at our reflection in the mirror and enchanted by the way her breasts swayed in response to the rising urgent drive of my hips.
Kelly’s breathing became deeper and more uncertain. Tiny misted clouds of her breath fogged the mirror. Beside us, Kate had turned her head to watch. Her eyes were glazed with her own arousal. She pulled Lily’s face tight against her pussy and mashed her sex against the young girl’s mouth.
“Fuck her, Rick,” Kate breathed. Her back was arched, the muscles along the side of her neck drawn tense. She was close to coming against Lily’s soft lips.
I could feel myself beginning to thrill. It wasn’t an urgent rush born from the need to come – it was an instinctive physical function, the sensations created by the tight gripping pulse of the pussy I was enveloped within. I felt a vague tightening of the muscles across my back and shoulders and then the slow burn of strain ignited in my thighs.
It was just a matter of time.
“Harder!” Kelly grunted. Her face was twisted into a rictus of ecstasy. She was panting now, each breath sounding like an effort. “I am so close!”
Once a man reaches the point where his body becomes overwhelmed with sensation, it’s very hard to detour from the inevitable moment of eruption. I was at that point now, where the urge to come was rising up within me – and I didn’t want to. In the back of my mind was the overriding demand of my profession – I needed to film two more scenes the following day and they counted for nothing if the come shot at the end of scene was less than spectacular. As much as I wanted to fill Kelly’s pussy and experience that explosive moment of release, I simply couldn’t afford to.
“Seventeen times eight is…” I began doing mental arithmetic to distract myself. No matter how willing the body is, it just won’t work if the mind is distracted. I clenched my jaw, gritted my teeth and spent the next few minutes calculating impossibly complex math problems in my mind while, on the end of my cock, Kelly thrashed and squealed and ground her body until she finally orgasmed and went limp as a ragdoll.
Kelly dissolved into a trembling quivering gasping mound of flesh, slumped over the bathroom vanity. I staggered away. My breath was sawing in my throat, my lungs heaving like a bellows. I was streaming sweat while my cock throbbed and pulsed like it was tapping out a Morse code message of distress.
For long moments, there was nothing but heavy silence ripped apart by the sound of ragged breathing. Kate had come also. She sat spent on the vanity counter, gently fondling her own breasts in the afterglow of her orgasm.
“Do you want me to finish you off, Ricky?”
It was Lily. She had Kate’s glistening juices on her lips and chin. She looked up at me with a willing eagerness to please in her eyes and reached out her hand towards me.
“No,” I said. “Thank you for the offer.”
I knew that even the slightest touch would flick the trigger of my own release. I held up my hands, palms out as though fending off an attacker. “Don’t come any closer.”
Lily giggled, and my sensitive reluctance was like waving a red flag at a bull. Lily came towards me with a mischievous glint of menace sparkling in her eyes. “Aww, you can’t leave that big thing just hanging there like that, Rick. Look at him. He’s all swollen and angry. Let me make him better for you,” she crooned.
“No. Thank you,” I said again. Kate stirred to life. She gazed at me through sleepy, dreamy eyes and roused herself. She slid off the long vanity counter like a crocodile sliding off a riverbank and hunted towards me. She was smiling a predatory smile.
“Back off,” I warned. I was smiling, but it was a fixed smile. The girls thought my predicament was amusing, but this was no laughing matter. I covered my crotch with both hands and backed myself into a corner. “I don’t need your help,” I pleaded.
The girls made one last effort, tugging at my arms and licking their lips with lewd, lust-filled grins. I swatted their hands away and dashed for the open shower door.
I swung the frosted door of the shower closed and braced it shut with one hand. The girls threw themselves against the glass in fits of giggles. I had only one hand free to turn the shower on.
Hot or cold?
The water was fucking freezing!
I felt the icy blast of cold water smack against my chest and I gasped with the sudden shock of it. I ducked my head under the gush, and watched my erection shrivel.
Cured.
Chapter 15.
It was getting dark. The sun was
sinking in the distance and the city was beginning to light up in screaming bright neon. I stared down into the valley, watching the winking lights and the thick streams of distant traffic as it snaked away towards the creeping night.
“This is my favorite time of day,” I said, still gazing through the glass and overcome with a sudden sense of melancholy. “I love the color in the sky at sunset.”
I turned around. Connie was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed. She had her handbag beside her and her notebook resting in her lap.
“It’s different in Europe,” I said. “The sunsets seem to have different colors.” I shrugged. “Maybe it’s because the days are colder…”
“Do you miss Europe?”
“I miss the farm,” I said. “I have enough property that I can wander around all day and not see another soul. I like that isolation. It’s different here.”
“How long before you fly out?”
“Two more days here, then I fly to the east coast for three days. Then back home.”
“And you’re in L.A. for filming, right?”
I nodded. “A couple of days of filming. But I also had some meetings with distributors earlier in the week.”
Connie asked, ‘Do you like L.A.?”
“Sure,” I shrugged. “It’s a great city – and it’s the unofficial porn capital of America. It’s the perfect place to work and play if you’re in this industry.”
Connie shook her head in surprise. “I had no idea the city had such a strong porn industry.”
I stared at her. “Almost ninety percent of all porn films shot in this country are filmed down there,” I pointed out into the night, “down in the San Fernando Valley.”
I went to the desk and foraged in the top drawer for another cigar. I clipped the end and drew back until the tip glowed. I blew a feather of blue smoke at the ceiling and sighed. It had been a good day – two new scenes on film. When I got back to the farm I would run them through post-production. With the two scenes slated for filming tomorrow, there would be enough footage for another release. I frowned, musing over titles.
