A few minutes before the two girls had worked up their hot passions to the great climatic peak, Larry had crept quietly into the studio, taking in the lewd scene with ice cold anger in his eyes. But now when he saw Patricia watching him, Larry seemed to relax his forbidding countenance. He noticed that the new girl didn't appear to be very worried at his sudden appearance, in fact, she showed little loss of composure at all.
Ellen climbed to the floor and gave her brother a challenging stare, making no attempt to hide her nudity. Patricia rose from the couch and placed one arm across her breasts and the other over the soft hairy mound still throbbing between her thighs… more of a gesture of modesty than shame.
"Well, I see you two have got to know each other pretty fast," Larry commented wryly. He exchanged a knowing look at his sister, then relaxed his stance even more. "What do you think?" he asked his sister. "Is she suitable for our work?"
"Oh, yes!" Ellen responded eagerly. "There's no doubt about it." She placed her arm possessively around Patricia's shoulder, carelessly letting her hand rest on the upper swell of the girl's right breast.
Watching the stimulating scene, Larry felt his penis slowly rising uncomfortably within the tight confines of his pants. Patricia moved nearer to Ellen, feeling the older girl's hand now slipping further down her chest and encompassing the ripe globe of her breast, and stared back at Larry. Her eyes looked openly at the swell in his trousers where his cock was still stiffening… then she spoke to him for the first time, her voice still breathless from her sexual encounter with Ellen.
"I'm ready to begin posing right now if you want me to," she told him demurely. "What would you like me to do first?"
"Ellen will take you into the dressing room while I set up the equipment," he said, still amazed at the young girl's composure. He turned away from her then, busying himself by checking the cameras and lighting stands. Ellen took Patricia's hand and walked with her to the small room at the back. It contained nothing but a huge double closet and a separate, full-length mirror.
Ellen pulled the closet door open and revealed to Patricia a large selection of bras, panties and silk stockings, all hanging neatly in a variety of sizes and colors. She rummaged quickly through the stack of underclothes.
"Let me pick you out something special," she said, finally bringing out a black bra with a pair of almost transparent cups, a white garter belt, and the tiniest pair of pale blue bikini panties that Patricia had ever seen. They consisted of nothing more than a wispy vee of material at the crotch and black strings which fitted below the hips to hold the flimsy garment in place.
After Ellen had assisted Patricia into her costume, she led the girl back into the studio. Larry looked up from his camera and gave a low, breathless whistle, studying every line of Patricia's body, every curve and crevice of her form. He could feel his cock twitch nervously up against his tight crotch to another stiff erection, though he was able to keep his voice steady when he finally spoke again.
"OK. Patricia," he said. "If you'll just stand there against the backdrop with your legs slightly apart and your hands on your hips, I'll take a rear view of you." He looked through the viewfinder of his Polaroid camera and adjusted the focus. Then, walking over to Patricia, he lifted her head around so that she was looking pertly over her shoulder. Still not completely satisfied, he bent and lifted the lacy edge of her panties a little higher over her buttocks, letting her soft flesh there spill even more generously out of the briefs.
Larry moved back to the camera and pressed the button, then waiting a minute, he pulled the finished print out of the back and scanned it briefly with a professional eye.
"Very nice," he commented. "Come over here and see, Ellen."
Ellen walked over to him and looked at the photo, raising her eyebrows in approval.
"You've really got a natural talent for posing, Patricia," Larry told her. He whispered secretly into his sister's ear for a few moments… but Patricia was unable to catch any of his remarks. When he had finished, she saw Ellen nod in agreement… and then Larry finally informed her that he wanted Ellen to film a special movie with him posing as an underwear salesman and Patricia as the young innocent customer.
Patricia agreed and within five minutes, they had arranged the dazzling spotlights over the "area of action" and Ellen was installed behind a 16 mm Bolex, trying out the zoom lens so that she could be certain not to miss any detail of the pair's intimate movements.
The camera started to whir, and Patricia began to play out her role perfectly, adopting just the right mixture of pretty demure artlessness which excited Larry and Ellen's jaded lust so strongly. For the role, Patricia had changed into another costume and looked sweetly pert in a schoolgirl's uniform of black and white, her short skirt nearly revealing the tops of her jet-black stockings.
Larry showed her a brassiere and she put her head coyly to one side, looking at it as if she couldn't quite make up her mind on a purchase. He spread his hands, indicating that she really ought to be measured before buying so important a garment… and Patricia nodded her head, turning around so that he could help her to unfasten her blouse.
Delicately, Larry unhooked her bra and placed it on the counter. He slipped both of his hands under her arms and closed his fingers around the bare breasts which the young girl was now offering him for measurement.
Ellen zoomed in for a close-up of her brother's hands as they massaged Patricia's round, full bosom, then zoomed out again to include the picture of the two of them… Patricia's eyes closing in pleasure as she received a prolonged and determined breast-fondling.
When he had finished his sensuous massaging, Larry reached over and picked up a pair of lacy panties which lay on the counter and then offered them for the girl's inspection. Patricia put one finger pensively to her mouth then looked from him to the panties, and then back again. Pointing to the panties, she made it clear by a skillful piece of mimicking that she wanted Larry to try them on himself in order that she could judge the effect!
At first, Larry pretended to be completely shocked at this weird and indecent suggestion, but Patricia indicated plainly that unless he did as she requested she would leave the shop without buying anything. With a helpless shrug, he unzipped his trousers and lowered them to the floor. He stepped out of them, slid down the pants, and allowed the inquisitive girl a long view of his stiffening penis.
His rigid shaft stuck proudly in the air and Patricia, with girlish glee, urged him to draw on the tiny panties which he had offered her. Obediently, he started to pull them up his legs and managed to get them as far as his thighs. Here, the tight, silky panties stoutly refused to be drawn over Larry's bulging penis. Try as he might, he was unable to stretch them so that they covered his fleshy manhood.
Patricia helpfully joined in the struggle, seizing Larry's cock and squashing it first this way and then the other, trying to jam it into the V-shaped base of the panties. She managed it at last, thrusting the hard, excited weapon within the confines of the flimsy material by holding his cock with one hand and pulling the waistband of the panties wide with the other. It surged violently outwards under its strange bondage, straining the silk to the breaking-point. With this task finally accomplished, Patricia forced her "salesman" to sit down while she delicately peeled off her own panties seductively down almost to her thighs, pausing when the elastic top clung just below her pubic region.
She moaned and covered the hairy treasure with her hand, massaging the mound and the outer lips while Larry watched with lust-crazed eyes. A few long moments of this torture lasted, and then the girl finally relented. She quickly tugged her pants right off her graceful limbs and stood posed sexily in front of him, dressed in nothing but her garter belt and black, nylon stockings!
Drawing Larry once more to his feet, Patricia hugged him firmly against her, squashing her bare tummy tightly against his penis, rubbing herself back and forth in slow rotations to get his cock as hot as possible… caressing her hard crotch into Larry's tightly-constrained cock. Then, taking his hands in hers, she moved them around her waist and laid them firmly on the plump cheeks of her buttocks.
Ellen crouched down and filmed in intimate close-up the sight of her brother's hands rubbing wildly over the globes which she herself had massaged into orgasm so recently. He pinched and pulled at her young, firm flesh, passing his fingers into the crack between the twin mounds of luscious softness and dipping their tips against the brown, damp anus which was now exposed so shamelessly for the camera's steady stare.
Patricia slid slowly to the floor in front of Larry as Ellen panned the camera round to get a side view of the passionate lovemaking. Kneeling in front of Larry, Patricia bit steadily into the elastic thread running around the tops of the panties which still imprisoned his bulging manhood. She held his hips to steady herself and began to tug the panties down with her sharp teeth, forcing them once more over his gigantic tool until it sprang free… quivering ecstatically along the whole of its length.
It stuck out just above Patricia's ready lips and, quickly pulling the panties down Larry's legs, she sucked the large, blood-filled head and three inches of his penis into her mouth, sucking long and hard at its juicy red thickness.
The two now began a fierce battle over Larry's climax. He wanted to delay his orgasm until he had fucked the hot opening between her thighs, while she wanted nothing more than to swallow his thick hot cum. She wanted to have his sperm wash like a hot, bubbling spring in her mouth and to feel between her teeth that final leap that she knew his cock would give before it shuddered helplessly and flooded her lips with its warm white liquid.
With amazing self-control Larry finally won the grim contest, forcing himself not to shoot off and tiring Patricia down with the rocking pulse of his beat. Patricia went limp as Larry's penis withdrew from her mouth, and he sank to the floor, pulling her wildly with him. She was still wearing her garter belt and black stockings, and as Larry rolled over the top of her, their practically naked bodies heaving together, Ellen's hands trembled in her lustful excitement. The sight of the girl's intimate garments roused her steadily and it was all she could do to hold the camera steady while it recorded the scene.
Patricia's pink, wet tongue pushed between Larry's teeth and licked quickly all round the inside of his mouth before joining his own tongue in a tingling, breathless French kiss. His hands had found her soft, quivering buttocks again and while he renewed his massaging of her luscious mounds, Patricia gradually slipped both her hands between their bodies and ran her fingertips up and down the man's throbbing penis, delighting as the round, hard skin jumped and twitched at her persuading touch.
They opened their eyes, staring at each other with unspeakable hunger. Then Patricia smiled sweetly into Larry's tense face and with deliberate slowness started to rub his penis firmly in her hands… rolling it round and at the same time levering it nearer and nearer to her eager, pulsating cunt, now gaping open between her parted thighs, waiting to be filled with his lengthy, rigid shaft.
Ellen quickly saw what she was doing, and moved around behind the lovers to lay on the floor and film between their legs just as Patricia started to bring his inflamed penis to the soft opening between her thighs. The tip of Larry's cock slowly parted the pubic hair and at last slid between the lips of Patricia's wide and willing pussy, guided safely to its destination by the girl's fondling fingers. They paused for a low suspenseful kiss at the very moment of its insertion, the camera grinding methodically away recording it all.
Then Patricia cried out, her voice throaty with longing and desire, her lips wet against Larry's neck.
"Give it to me again, darling! Give it to me now! Get it right up inside me, as high as you can! Please… please… Larry! Don't make me wait… ah, yes! Oh, yes, my baby! YES!"
He had gripped her shoulders, wriggled around to make sure that his cock was in exactly the right position, then lunged long and deep into Patricia's cunt. The girl raised her buttocks off the floor to receive as fully as possible the tight-fitting and relentlessly pushing weapon which surged up and up into her… until her lust-dilating inner muscles felt completely blocked by its huge thickness.
When he was inside her to his limit and could feel his pubic hairs and her mound of soft moist curls mingling together, Larry twisted his cock round in rhythmical jerks, making her moan with pleasure as his rubbery tool jiggled along the fleshy wet walls of her cunt.
By this time it was almost impossible for Ellen to obtain any more movie shots of them. Their bodies were too tightly squashed together. Instead, she left her position at the camera and lay on the floor, very close to the lewdly fucking couple, her fingers exploring the interesting recesses of her own quivering vagina.
Larry continued to heave his penis in and out of Patricia's giving loins, at first slowly… then with an ever-increasing speed, until his cock was fucking the girl at such a furious rate that Patricia's head spun and her senses reeled. He paused several times, fearful that he would reach his climax too quickly, but as soon as he had controlled the flow of his hot sperm, he returned to the attack with renewed vigor.
Ellen, whose jealousy had been aroused by the inactive part she was now playing, suddenly had an idea. With a cry of glee, she stood up and seized Patricia's twitching legs by the ankles; pulling firmly at them, yanking the stockinged limbs back and forth and rubbing the sole of Patricia's left foot against the hotness of her exposed burning cunt.
Larry quickly understood what his sister was doing. He stopped fucking the girl for a moment, raised himself as best he could from the floor by propping the weight of his body with his hands, and lay quite still with his cock imbedded to the hilt deep inside Patricia's hot, pulsating channel.
Ellen then started to pull the girl's legs backwards and forwards, in and out of Larry's straining penis. Patricia was a little frightened at first by this new development, but she quickly learned to relax and the two girls were soon engaged in a furious tug-of-war… with Patricia holding tightly to Larry's neck while Ellen pretended to try and pull her off.
This rough, pulling movement caused Patricia's hot mucous to jet thickly down her stockinged thighs and thoroughly lubricate Larry's already wet cock. Under the stimulus of the girl's climax, Larry got his hands up to her breasts again and rubbed his fingers intently across the red nipples, then slowly and firmly gripped each nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pulled them away from Patricia's breasts until they stood out… thick and unresisting.
At the same time, Patricia brought her hands down from his neck and began to fondle at Larry's nipples herself, wishing to share in the sharp mixture of pain and pleasure she was now receiving. She manipulated them in exactly the same way as he was fondling hers, pinching them mercilessly up to the limit they would stretch, then twisting the tiny naked balls round and round between her fingers…
Larry could no longer control himself as the young girl drove him closer and closer to orgasm by her unrelenting and passionate caresses. With a low moan, he let the long-delayed orgasm throb unrestrainedly through his shaking body… and then with a piercing cry, emptied deep into Patricia's straining cunt every ounce of sperm that he could force out, thrusting his shaft forward in frantic spasms to rid himself gradually of the hot sticky liquid.
Patricia wrenched forward against his hard body, receiving his driving rod with wide-open thighs as he emitted the last of his searing juice deep within the confines of her womb, completely soaking her now deepened channel until it was wet and overflowing.
"Oh… fill me, fill me, darling," she groaned, not wanting the delicious sensations within her body to end. The hot walls of her jerking cunt sucked at the throbbing cock hungrily, until it gave one final spasmodic jerk, the last drop sucked from it.
Larry collapsed across her body, feeling her insides still gushing forth around his deflated limp prick. It seemed endless, until she too suddenly gave one last jerk and quivered to a limp stillness, her legs protruding lifelessly out on either side of his fatigued body. Her arms outstretched and relaxed, her belly filled to the bursting point with the mixture of their hot sticky-white cum.
Patricia was hardly able to keep her eyes open now as Larry slowly and reluctantly lifted his heavy weight from her with a deep sigh. All at once, the exertions of the morning seemed to pile up and overcome her. At the moment, all she wanted was somewhere nice and soft to lie her head and her aching body and drift pleasantly off to sleep.
"Poor darling," Ellen sighed. "You look so very tired. Come on, let me take you upstairs… there's a comfortable bed where you can rest and relax. Up we come!"
And she half-lifted the drowsy Patricia and helped her up the spiral stairway to the promised bedroom. Patricia, feeling drugged and completely satiated, was scarcely aware of the trip; she sank gratefully between the crisp sheets and was sound sleep almost before her pretty head had touched the pillow.