Linda Kay sat in her plush new office. She had never dreamed anything like this could happen to her. Everything had almost happened by accident. She had realized that the people who made the mast money off porno movies were the people who distributed and made them. Linda Kay had borrowed a little money and began to make her own movies. It had made her more money than she could spend.
Now Pam was her secretary and they operated a legitimate model agency that first broke the girls in, and then sent them along to be actresses m. Jim's movies. Linda Kay received a large sum for each girl, so that she no longer had to make the movies. And she enjoyed breaking in the models.
She had an appointment this morning with Judy Hunter. She had Judy's application in front of her-a housewife type who had modeled before marriage. A legitimate type. Well, she would soon fix that.
There was a timid knock on her door.
"Come in," Linda Kay said.
Judy Hunter was a dark-haired, dark-eyed beauty with tits that threatened to bunt out of the tight blouse she wore. Linda Kay knew immediately that Judy Hunter would never get a real job. She was too big in the ass and her tits were just too big. But she would be perfect for porno-movies. Linda Kay could imagine her ruby red lips locked around some man's cock, while his cum dripped out of the corners of her mouth.
"Sit down, Mrs. Hunter," Linda Kay said crisply.
Judy crossed her legs and pulled her skirt primly down over her knees. Linda Kay admired Judy's legs. They were not too fat and were nicely turned.
"I've been looking over your application," Linda Kay said. "I see that you haven't been doing any model jobs for almost five years."
"Yes," the woman explained. "You see, I was married and we didn't feel like I should work."
"Yes," Linda Kay put on her most stony expression. "Well, you see, Mrs. Hunter. I just don't know of anything that you'd be suited for at this time. If we find anything, I'll be sure to call you.
Judy Hunter's expression fell as Linda Kay had known it would.
"Please! If you have anything at all. My husband lost his job and we're having a hard time."
"I'm sorry. Well call you if we find anything." Judy Hunter was crestfallen. She picked up her handbag to leave. She was almost to the door when Linda Kay looked up again."
"There is one thing," Linda Kay said suggestively."
"Yes," Judy said, with her eyes lighting up.
"No," Linda Kay shrugged. "On second thought, I don't think you'd be interested."
"I would," Judy said. "Tell me. I'd be interested in anything."
"Well," Linda Kay said. "We do have a few girls who work private contracts. They go out and model for men who aren't professionals. They do expect their girls to take off their clothes."
"My clothes!" Judy looked shocked. "You mean, they'd want me to model naked."
"Yes," Linda Kay said.
"But I couldn't do that."
"Okay," Linda Kay said. "It was just in idea."
Linda Kay started reading her folders again. She knew that Judy was not gone. The young married woman still stood, with her hand on the knob of the door.
"How much would these men pay?" Judy asked.
Linda Kay almost laughed out loud. Some of the women would simply walk on out the door when Linda Kay stated her terms. Same of them would ask leading questions. Linda Kay liked the women who came right out and asked about the money.
"Twenty dollars," Linda Kay stated. "But you're expected to take off all your clothes and pose in any way they want you too. You can't argue if he wants to put the camera between your legs."
Or anything else, Linda Kay thought, but she didn't voice her thought.
"Twenty dollars," Judy mused. "I could use the money. Could I have an appointment soon?"
"I can set it up today," Linda Kay said.
Judy Hunter looked at the address written on the slip of paper. It was the right place. It was a dirty hotel and it didn't look very impressive. But she had to have money. Her husband had given up looking for a job and she needed money and clothes for her children.
She didn't want to go through with it. Just the thought of taking off her clothes, of letting another man look at her body, made, her skin crawl. But it seemed she had no choice. She didn't have to tell her husband exactly how she had gotten the money.
She knocked on the door. A beefy-looking man came to the door dressed in jeans and a shirt. His hair was uncombed and he hadn't shaved in a while. There was the odor of whiskey on his breath.
"You the girl from the agency?" he asked.
"Yes," Judy said.
"Well, come on in, honey."
He grabbed her arm and pulled her into the room. Judy saw cameras on a stand near a dirty bed. She almost turned to run away but she choked back her fear.
"Take off your clothes," the beefy man said. "I want to get started. I've only got an hour."
Judy's hands trembled as she unbuttoned her blouse. She kept thinking of the money. The money was all that mattered. It didn't matter that the man was ogling her as she pulled the blouse off and laid it on the edge of a chair.
"Goddamn!" the man roared. "I ain't seen tits like them in a long time! Makes my cock hard just looking at them. Get with it, honey. Get the rest of your clothes off!"
Judy looked at him in horror. She had not heard words like that coming from anyone. She didn't have the courage to lift her hands to her bra clasp.
"I said get with it," the man roared again. "If you can't do it, I'll help. Or maybe you want me to help."
Judy quickly stripped off the rest of her clothes except for her panties. The man stopped her there.
"Leave them on, honey. For a while."
He motioned for her to go to the bed. She climbed up on it and sat on her knees. He motioned her to squeeze her breasts and then he began to run the camera, posing her in unimaginable positions.
He offered her a drink before asking her to take off her panties. The drink was in a dirty glass, but Judy took it gratefully. Then she took off her panties and the man began to film her totally nude.
Judy began to pant. She wasn't sure what it was. Her crotch was beginning to itch, as if there was an uncontrollable fire inside her, and she began to squeeze her nipples, but this time it was in an attempt to stop her fire.
She forgot about the man. She was only concerned about the burning inside her. She forgot about him until she realized he was no longer taking pictures. She looked up to find him standing over hen He was naked, his cock swaying limply between his legs. Judy had never seen such a huge cock. Even soft, it was twice as big as her husband's. Suddenly she wanted that cock inside her. She wanted it worse than anything.
"There was something in my drink," she accused, as she realized what was happening to her.
"Possible," the man grinned, as he dropped down on the bed beside her.
He was ugly and he had a terrible body odor, but Judy no longer cared. The only thing she cared about was getting his cock hard. She placed her lips on it. She sucked it into her mouth, sucked it until it was hard and stiff. Then she drew back and pulled him on top of her, his hard prick positioned between her thighs. She tried to pull him into her, but he resisted. She could dimly bear him laughing at her.
"You hot, baby?" he said. "You hot for old Charlie's cock?"
"Yes!" she gasped. "Please give it to me!"
"You tell me what you want. You tell me what you want and maybe I'll let you have it."
"I want your cock," she said. She knew she was begging for it, but she-could not stop herself. She wanted his cock. "I want to be fucked. Please fuck me, please put your cock in my cunt!"
They were words she had never used, but she screamed them at him. She kept screaming them until he drove into her with his cock. She raised her legs and let him get deep inside, trying to find the place where his cock would ease her itching.
"You fucking housewives," the beefy man said. "I see you on the streets all the time. Twitching your asses and showing your tits. All of you are big fucking teases, but now Charlie's got you pinned and you're loving it. Aren't you loving it, bitch!"
"Oh, yes," she cried. "Oh, yes!"
He began to cruelly squeeze her tits. He fondled her nipple with his thumb and she cried out. His cock was pounding her nearly into the mattress and all the time he was laughing.
That's good little housewife. Your pussy is so fucking good. I love it. So tight and nice.
She realized that she was suffering the worst possible humiliation at the hands of this ugly man, but she didn't care at all. The only thing that mattered was the itchy fire in her cunt. If her husband had walked in, she couldn't have stopped, even though she knew she looked more animal than human with her ass coming off the bed and her legs high in the air.
"Give it to me," she cried. "Give it to me!"
"What do you want, babe?" he asked. "Tell me what you want?"
Again she used the words that excited him. Words that she had never spoken before. "I want you to fuck me hard. I want your throbbing cock to fuck me! I like it inside me. I love it inside me!"
"I knew you would," he grunted. "All you cunts are hot for Charlie's cock."
"Oh, yes!" she moaned.
He began to fuck her harder, quicker, and his breathing was becoming rapid. She knew he was nearing his climax, but the itch between her legs was going stronger.
"I'm getting there, baby," he said. "I'm getting there."
"Oh, please," she said. "Not yet. Please don't come yet. I've got to have a cock inside me. I'm burning up."
But it was too late. He shuddered and gasped and she felt his prick begin to jerk. She could then feel his hot liquid pouring into her cunt and she cried in protest. She tried to pull him into her, but he went immediately soft and fell away from her.
"Damn you!" she said. "Don't go away. I need your cock."
He laughed. He took her fingers and placed them between her legs. "Play with yourself, cunt. That'll help the pain."
He got off the bed, but she no longer cared what he was doing. She drove her fingers into herself with urgency. It was no good. Her fingers could do no more than lightly scratch her itch. She needed something hard and long. She needed a man's cock.
"Please," she said, looking up at him. "Let me play with you and get you hard again. I've got to have your cock inside me, Please let me make it hard!"
"Not me," the man laughed. "But maybe I can find you a cock if that's all you weed."
"Oh, yes," she pleaded. "Quickly!"
The man left the room. She heard the door dose. Her fingers went back into her cunt and she cried out in frustration. Her fingers were not enough. She took up the bedclothes and began to rub them between her legs. It helped only a little.
The door opened again. The man had brought two strangers back in with him. One was dressed in a conservative business suit. The other stared at her with the glassy eyes of a drunk.
"There she is," the beefy man said. "Go to her. I guarantee that she'll burn your cocks."
"Damn!" the man in the business suit said. "She looks like she's going to be worth ten dollars."
Judy cried in pain and frustration. Filled with lust, she couldn't understand that the man had sold her to the two men for ten dollars. But that didn't matter. It would matter later, she knew, but it didn't matter now. Now she needed a cock.
"Oh, please," she said. "Come to me. Give me your cock!"
The man in the business suit approached her. He did no more than unzip his trousers and let his prick spring out. It was hard and red and already crowned with a drop of white. He didn't undress. He just dropped down between her legs and stuck it in. Her ass came off the bed to meet him, hungrily, grasping his cock between her cuntlips.
It felt good. Much better than her fingers. He began to fuck in and out and she loved it. The itch was getting scratched. The fire was being quenched.
"Turn her over," a rough voice said.
She felt hands under her ass and realized that she was being turned over on her side. The man in the business suit was kissing her and she couldn't protest as she felt a prick being pressed against her ass. It made her sober for a moment. No man had ever done anything to her there. She wouldn't allow it.
But then the fire returned and she couldn't do anything but move against the man's cock in her cunt, knowing that she was exciting the man behind her. She felt the prick being pressed into her ass. She cried in pain, but that didn't stop the prick from going deeper, invading-her ass.
Then he was in and it was like no experience she had ever had. Both men fucked her in unison and she could feel their cocks rubbing together as they drove deep into her cunt and ass.
"Goddamn!" the man in the rear cried. "I believe she's virgin ass!"
"She's tight enough to be virgin cunt," the businessman said. "God, she's hot! She burns my prick!"
Then there were hands on her body again. The prick left her ass, but only for a moment. She was positioned on her hands and knees. Both pricks were out and she cried in frustration. But then the hands sat her on the businessman's cock. She was on top of him, looking down into his face while his cock drove deeper into her cunt than she thought it could. He was no longer fucking her. She was fucking him. He didn't have to move while she jumped up and down on his prick.
Then the man in the rear drove his prick once more into her ass. She was forced over on her hands and knees. The businessman reached up and began to squeeze her tits as the man in the rear drove harder.
"Oh, God," she cried out. "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! Jesus Christ, fuck me!"
And then her voice was muffled. The man who had given her the drink was standing in front of her and his prick was suddenly in her mouth.
She had heard of situations like that. She had even gone to a porno movie once and was disgusted by the scenes. But she wasn't disgusted now. She was gobbling his prick and getting the other two pricks as deeply into her as she could.
Never had she enjoyed anything as much. Never had the fires burned so strong within her. She sucked, moved her ass and moaned as the pricks took her to soaring heights.
"Fuck!" the man behind her breathed. "I think I'm going to come! I think I'm going to shoot my jizz in this lady's ass!"
"You're not the only one," the man beneath her cried. "Her cunt feels so good. So fucking good!"
Judy was also feeling a mounting climax. She felt so good. The prick in her ass was driving her wild it seemed to go so deep.
"Fuck!" she cried. "Oh, fuck me. All of you fuck me! Fuck me in the ass, the cunt, and the mouth!"
"Shut up and suck," the man before her said. Judy had taken her lips from his prick to speak and now his huge cock was once again at her lips. She opened her mouth and took him in once more. She tasted a drop of salty jism, the first she had ever tasted, and suddenly she wanted more. She wanted to take all of his cum in her mouth and she began to suck harder.
"Jesus," the man cried.. "Oh, do it to my prick. Suck me dry. Swallow my jizz, baby! Play with my balls. Squeeze them hard!"
She had to rest on one hand, but she moved her other hand between his legs to squeeze his balls. She felt the prick in her ass began to jerk.
"Fuck!" the man cried. "I'm coming. I'm shooting my cum into her ass. I'm flooding her with it. I'm going to give her a gallon!"
Judy felt the warm jizz flood her ass and at the same time the man beneath her began to jump. He began to push his ass up, thrusting his prick deep inside and Judy screamed in the pleasure.
"Damn," he was saying. "Damn! Oh fuck it sure feels good! I'm going to give her a gallon, too!"
And then the man was shooting his cum into Judy's cunt. Judy had no time to concentrate on the pleasure he was giving her. This time the man who she was sucking took her head in both his hands and pulled her deeper onto his cock.
"Here I come, baby," he said. "Here I come and I want you to swallow it all!"
He came almost as soon as he woke, big wads striking Judy on the roof of her mouth. She choked and quickly started swallowing. It was not such a bad taste, but he was shooting so much into her mouth. He wouldn't allow her mouth to escape his prick, but finally he was done.
He pulled his prick away from her open mouth with a pop. She pulled her head away and almost fell onto the bed, but he caught her by the hair.
"No," he said. "You'll lick me clean."
And Judy was forced to run her tongue all aver the man's cock, licking him clean. He pushed her head down to his balls and she licked and nuzzled them.
"Good," he sighed.
He moved away from her. The other two men looked sheepish. They held out ten dollar bills and the beefy man took them and tucked them away into his shirt pocket. The two men left. The beefy man turned to Judy.
"Put your clothes on, cunt," he said. "And get out of here. You've had enough fucking today."
The fires were gone from Judy. She hadn't come but she was sore and tired, and yew shamed. Slowly she dressed and left the beefy man's apartment without her money.