"So this is where you shoot your films!" the captain gestured to Gino as the big bodyguard guided the Cadillac Limousine through the gates.
"Yeah, commercials for T.V. during the day, hot flicks at night," Gino laughed. "The boss believes in getting his bucks' worth out of a property." Gino parked the car. Lucenta, the captain, Laurel, and Dean got out. Hiller was with the equipment man inside, setting up, having been driven out from the tailor shop earlier in another car.
"Well, you're here at last," a man said from the shadows beside the barn-like building.
The group recognized the other bodyguard. "Come on in, the boss is waiting for you," the man said impatiently.
The vice cops followed the man inside, gawking and shuffling through the maze of props, old sets, and lighting and sound equipment that were stored around the entrance to the enormous sound stage. They made their way through it to a sumptuous bedroom set surrounded by microphones and cameras. The small statured porno king was waiting for them, smiling.
"Ah, you're all here! Now we can begin. I want to thank you for loaning us Mr. Hiller, here. He has been mast helpful!" the distributor smiled at Hiller, who was moving a mike into place.
Hiller looked up from his task and nodded. Lucenta went over to one of the big color cameras and checked out the controls.
"Where do we dress?" Laurel asked the distributor nervously.
The old man smiled and pointed to a hallway. "Down there, my dear, you will find dressing rooms. In this particular picture, however, it is more important to undress than to dress!"
The men all grinned at the old fellow's comment, and Laurel went off to find the room, followed by Dean. As they left the set, the distributor was explaining the script to the captain, since he was to direct the scene.
Laurel opened the door to the women's dressing room and waved to Dean, who disappeared into the men's. The room was long and narrow, with several make up tables with mirrors surrounded by light bulbs. A few costumes hung on the rack along one wall; a beat up couch rested in the corner of the room.
"SO much for stardom, eh, kid?" a woman's voice greeted Laurel from behind a dressing screen in one corner of the room. "I've been in classier johns! How about you?"
A beautiful face appeared from around the screen, a big smile on her lips. "Hi! I'm Doris. You and I and that super-beautiful lovely hunk of man… uh… Dean, I think they said his flame was… are starring in this first sequence!"
Laurel smiled back at the stunning brunette. Doris stepped out from behind the screen and the grin froze on Laurel's face.
Doris was an absolute knockout! Shorter than Laurel by a full six inches, the girl had breasts that stuck out of her chest like flesh-colored half melons. They were probably the same size as Laurel's but on the smaller girl they looked even more spectacular. And her waist! Doris had a waist size most girls could only dream about. Its tininess fully spotlighted the ample swell of the girl's ass moons and her short, perfectly trimmed legs.
"Y-You don't have any hair down there!" Laurel stammered as her eyes were drawn almost magnetically to the other girl's bare, pouting lipped pussy slit.
"'Course not! I shave it every day," Doris laughed. "I think my puss is one of my nicest features, and men love to see a lady's nice features!"
Laurel found Doris' mindless giggle infectious. She was laughing along in spite of herself, her initial nervousness slowly receding.
"Hey, we'd better get into our costumes!" Doris said abruptly, as if she had just remembered where she was. "Here, this is mine and that one's yours!"
Laurel took the offered costume from the beautiful brunette and eyed it dubiously. All it was, really, was the skimpiest, most transparent set of baby doll pajamas and matching negligee Laurel had ever seen!
"Oh, well," the redhead muttered, unbuttoning her blouse. "What did I expect in this kind of movie?"
Laurel hung up her blouse and skirt carefully as she shed them. She peeled off her pantyhose and put them over the hanger, then took a deep breath and undid her bra and stepped out of her panties.
"Holy Jesus! What a fuckin' build you got!" Doris sighed with wonder next to the naked redhead. "No WONDER they wanted you and me for this scene! It'll melt the damned screen, once we get goin'! Boy, am I gonna enjoy making THIS flick!"
Laurel started to ask the gorgeous little brunette why she was so happy about appearing with her. But Doris had already gotten into her outfit – a flimsy pajama set much like the one Laurel was to wear, only the color being different – and was poised by the door to head for the sound stage. Laurel held her question and slipped into her thin garments quickly.
"Ahhhh! Here are our two little lovelies now!" the old distributor shouted excitedly when Laurel and Doris came out of the hall and wiggled onto the set. "Over here, my ladies, and get into this old four-poster together. We are ready now!"
Laurel wondered what kind of kinky scene this was to be, with her and Doris sharing the same bed.
But she realized that the scene and the movie had to be completed before the squad could bust the whole operation, and she climbed into the beautiful four-poster, canopied bed next to the foxy brunette. Besides, Laurel told herself confidently, there was nothing she hadn't tried by now when it came to sexual matters!
"Now, this is the story!" The captain took over directly at this point. "Doris is your kid sister, Laurel, and she is out of town overnight. You and Doris become… involved, and Dean catches an early flight that was supposedly booked up and gets home one night before he was due in. He catches a cab home to surprise you, and finds you and Doris. Okay?"
"Got it!" Doris winked confidently at the captain.
Laurel didn't know what the big deal was about a man coming home and finding two sisters sleeping together, but she didn't want to seem dense in front of the whole cast and crew, so she nodded that she understood too. The captain smiled and waved to the crew, then at the two actresses.
"Action!"
Doris scooted over next to the taller girl in the bed. She smiled a soft, seductive smile that caught Laurel utterly by surprise. The smaller girl's hand crept onto Laurel's chest.
"Gee, Sis, it sure is good being here with you, kinda like it used to be when we were young girls at home," Doris whispered quietly, her fingers slowly untying the bows that held Laurel's top closed. "You remember how I used to steal into your room, late at night, and crawl in with you? You remember the fun we used to have, talking about boys and all the things they wanted to do to us? Remember how we used to try and show each other what the boys wanted? How we'd play?"
The captain was nodding frantically to agree, so Laurel gulped and said she did remember. Doris smiled again and undid the last of the four ties, Laurel's full, rounded tits rolling into view as the thin top fell to both sides.
"Ohhhhhh! Sis, let's play again!" Doris sighed hotly, her eyes caressing the beauteous mounds before her fingers could embrace them. "I've missed these so much! So very much!"
With that, the attractive brunette's head drove down onto Laurel's big jugs, Doris' lips finding the redhead's left nipple and sucking hotly upon it. Shock waves throbbed through both tits, just as shock was surging through the petrified Laurel's disbelieving mind.
She's… she's a… a queer! Laurel screamed inwardly. This voluptuous, sexy girl was a flaming lesbian! And Laurel was expected to play this scene with her, to bend to the brunette's perverted desires… whatever they might be!
All of Laurel's ideas about having done it all sexually went flying out the window. This was something she hadn't bargained for at all! Laurel knew nothing about homosexuals except that they were disgusting people who, did unspeakable, disgusting things to each other. The trembling redhead wanted to tear her breasts from the hungry insistent mouth feeding upon them so lovingly, to scream out curses, to run wildly from his degradation – but she didn't.
For the first few moments, after the initial, immobilizing shock had worn off, Laurel steeled herself to the ordeal by remembering how close they were to the final pay-off on this case. They were all depending upon her. She couldn't quite now, no matter how awful the things she was asked to do turned out to be! Besides, Dean was to catch them together. Maybe he would come bursting through the door any moment now, ending this part of the movie!
Laurel convinced herself that his entrance was imminent. The reluctant redhead lay back on the pillow and closed her eyes, praying for deliverance and imagining it was a man's lips covering her tits with burning, sucking kisses, licking their pointy nubs until the tiny pink ends stood up, fiercely erect.
Doris wasn't stopping with Laurel's big breasts. The still unwilling redhead felt the other girl's hand brushing softly over her trembling belly. Gentle fingers parted the taller woman's thick copper colored fur patch. A tender, caressing finger slid into Laurel's dry gash, toying and playing with her clitty until her pink cleft was filled with clear, blood-warm lubricant. Doris put another finger in the tight opening and worked her wrist in a smooth, flowing motion, stabbing her fingers in and out. Laurel's seething cunt with a maddening, gripping friction that soon had the luscious red-haired girl panting with desire and moving her hips to meet the electrifying penetration.
"Ohhhhhh! Oh, damn you! Damn you, you've made my… my pussy so hot!" Laurel whined, her head writhing on the pillow, her eyes still tightly closed.
Doris giggled and sucked harder on the beating nipple within her lips, tickling it with her lively tongue. She pushed her own swollen-with-lust tits into the other girl's soft skin, rubbing her nipples against Laurel's side as she sucked and nipped at the redhead's cherry tipped mountains and fingered her pussy.
The hot-blooded twenty-year-old groaned as she felt the twin fingers withdraw from her steamy snatch. They were replaced within a fluttering heartbeat by Doris' driving thumb as the experienced girl lover slipped one of her slick fingers up Laurel's winking asshole instead.
"Aghhhhh!" Laurel panted, her whole body turning on to the hot fingering and sucking of the other girl.
The statuesque redhead bridged her back in an arching gesture of desire as Doris began really reaming her cunt and bunghole with each stroke, and increased the tension on her tits. Laurel felt the covers thrown back all the way by a violent kick from Doris' foot, and she knew that the camera was zooming it to witness and record every lick and lunge that threatened to push the once reluctant redhead over the top of a blinding orgasm.
The perverse thrill of knowing others were watching her seduction by Doris, made each of the shivers of joy welling up from her cunny and tits that much more intense, Laurel soon discovered. She found herself opening her legs even wider, to reveal her juicy, finger banged gash fully to the camera's all seeing eye.
At that moment, she felt Doris' mouth leave her bursting titties. The lush brunette's lips kissed their way down Laurel's heaving belly as Doris slowly turned on the bed and brought her knees up to where her breasts had formerly mashed themselves into Laurel's ribcage.
In the new position, Doris was staring down into Laurel's flooding slash as she finger-fucked it, and Laurel was looking directly into Doris' thickly juiced cunny as she slowly opened her eyes to see what the smaller girl was up to now. In an instant, Laurel knew.
The brunette's tongue dove deep into Laurel's honey hole at that moment, and stars danced in the gasping redhead's eyes. Laurel groaned at the unbelievably sweet thrill of the other girl's mouth gobbling her box. Doris' legs spread, and one came up and over Laurel's head. She straddled the bright strawberry blonde mane.
Thirty minutes ago, she would never have believed herself capable of it, but now Laurel made no protest as the brunette's swollen, cleanly shaven pussy was lowered slowly onto her waiting mouth. Laurel knew nothing about eating cunt, but she was suddenly quite eager to learn, and she felt Doris' tongue and lips all over her own ready-to-spasm slit.
The warmth and slickness of the other girl's lust bathed fuck-tube was a pleasant, tasty revelation for Laurel, as she guided her tongue into the pulsing hole. The smaller woman's cunt had an almost sweet flavor, one which overcame the last of Laurel's resistance. The lovely redhead was sucking the heady juice out and swallowing it, ramming her tongue into Doris' inner depths just as avidly as Doris was licking hers. In moments, Doris' tits were convulsing against Laurel's belly and the tiny, shaven gash was fluttering as hotly as the redhead's.
"Oh, God! You really get me off!" Doris screamed, raising her head momentarily from Laurel's cunt. "Suck me, baby! Stay with me while I… while I… Oh! Oh, fuck! I'm cummmmming!"
Laurel whimpered with lust and sucked at Doris clit as the smaller girl went wild atop her. The furless pussy was mashing down onto her face, creaming all over Laurel's eagerly nursing lips, as Laurel felt her own cunt jerk with the tell-tale clenches that meant she too was there.
"Ummmmmmmm!" Laurel growled in ecstasy, loving the hot intensity of their shared cum – the way Doris' mouth stayed on her spasming cunt and gobbled down every last drop of jizz, just as she was doing for Doris.
The two women stayed together, cunt to mouth, until the last flutter of sensation had been milked from their sated slits. They licked each other dry like a pair of contented cats, the cameras still whirring in the distance.
The door opened at that moment, and Dean stomped onto the set, acting mad as hell. He tore Doris from her position and threw the smallish actress down next to Laurel on the bed.
"So! This is how you pass the time when I'm on the road!" Dean screamed, totally in character. "Well, God knows what else a hot-cunted bitch like you does, but I can put a stop to this shit, at least!"
"Wha-What are you gonna do?" Laurel stammered, inventing dialogue as she went along – as she had been instructed.
"I'll show you, cunt!" Dean thundered, stripping off his coat and tie. "I'll show you two sluts a man's love is better than a woman's pawing and tonguing, any day of the week!"
The two girls huddled together in 'terror' on the bed, watching Dean strip off the rest of his suit and his underclothes. He pointed his hard cock at them, when he was as naked as they were, and grinned.
"Now, which of you do I want first?" the big man asked himself aloud. "I've got it! Both at once! Both of you, get down on your hands and knees and stick those pretty little butts up in the air for my inspection!"
The two women scrambled into the position Dean wanted, their ass moons pointed at the canopy, tits jammed into the sheet. They waited for him to touch them.
Laurel took Doris' hand in hers, a little fearful of this new, totally vulnerable position. Then she felt Dean's prick on her juicy smeared cunt mouth, and she was gasping as he slammed his hot poker of flesh down into her slick cuntal passage.
"Ooooooof!" Laurel moaned, his big cock in to the hilt in her unprepared pussy. Her hand tightened around Doris'.
Dean reamed his dick in and out of the kneeling, bent-over redhead's box a dozen times in rapid succession, then pulled it out just as abruptly. He moved over to Doris and crammed his dripping tool into the dark-haired girl's tight love mound just as savagely as he had banged Laurel's.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Doris moaned as her female lover had.
Laurel felt Doris' butt move forward under the impact of Dean's wet, jammed-in cock. She looked over and saw the pretty little brunette shudder, eyes closed with pain and longing, as the towering hunk of meat bottomed out against Doris' shaven snatch. Dean drew the big dick out and repeated his brutal performance with Laurel, shoving his cock back into the sighing dark-haired girl a dozen times as rapidly as he could feed his burning, rigid cock into Doris' clingy cunt-tube.
As the thick prick, slid out of the other girl's sucking pussy mouth, Laurel quivered with anticipation. This time, when she felt Dean's gooey prick-head on her cunt, Laurel groaned with delight and waited breathlessly for the ripping fullness of the big cock entering the tight cuntal passage that was now so ready for him.
The penetration was just as total and just as cruelly quick. But this time Laurel was ready for it and she gurgled with joy as the large-bore dick sheathed itself in her in one thrilling thrust.
"Uggghhhhhhh!" Laurel groaned, its log-down-a-chute presence in her undulating pussy sending flurries of cum sensation moving from her clit to her mashed-down nipples.
Dean slapped the iron-hard cock in and out of Laurel's now slippery cuntal canal, so quickly that she felt he might catch her thick bush on fire from the blessed, pussy-rending friction. The mewling redhead was babbling with joy and moving her upthrust buns in a small circle, as he lunged like a wild man into her juicing slit. Each fiery stroke rocketed Laurel a notch closer to a blistering, furious cum.
Then the pummeling rod was withdrawn again, and Laurel felt Doris shake next to her as it was forced back into the small brunette's gobbling pussy. Dean fucked the girl hard and deep, stopping just short of making her climax around his unspent, throbbing manhood.
"Clooooooose! So fucking cloooose!" Doris wailed, teeth gnawing at the sheet in frustration as Dean pulled out and fed his dong back into Laurel.
"Ummmmmmmmm! Me tooooooo!" Laurel groaned as the super-heated cock filled her needy hole once more.
The beautiful redhead squeezed Doris' palm hard as the fabulous sensations built to the fever point within her cunt, Dean's prick making a slurping, slapping sound as it coursed up and down in Laurel's oily cooze. She was just where Doris was! Laurel realized in the midst of the whirling aura of cum-desire surrounding the ready-to-orgasm redhead. She was teetering on the brink of a super, super climax! Just a few more thrusts.
But even as she thought it, the large prick was yanked from her hungry loins, and Laurel moaned with disappointment and she heard the girl next to her sighing with gratitude. Now it was Laurel's turn to bite the sheet and pillow as she felt the whole bed vibrate from the torrid, hammering fucking Dean was inflicting to Doris' bare little pussy mouth.
"Eeeeeeeggguuuhhhhhhh!" Doris screamed into her pillow as the savage screwing unleashed a wailing, shuddering orgasm that seemed to burn right through her skin into Laurel's as their asses touched.
"Me! ME!" Laurel begged, wiggling her trim ass.
Dean left his cock in Doris only long enough to draw the last of her heady cum out of her spasming cunt, then let it slide out. He centered it in Laurel's greedy, clasping pink furls and punched it all the way in once more.
"Mmmmmmmm!Mmmmmmmmmmm!" Laurel crooned in ecstasy as her tremorings started the moment Dean's long cunt stuffer filled her slit.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Ugh! Ahhhh! Ohhhh! Babeeee!"
Laurel was howling, wailing with joy as her cunny exploded and the blast shook her whole body. Suns and stars swirled in a red mist before Laurel's tightly clenched eyes as she beat her right fist on the bed and squeezed Doris' hand so hard she thought she might break a bone. The cum clenches in her wildly climaxing pussy went on and on as Dean kept fucking her in the same punishing, driving style.
When the marvelous spasming finally ceased, Laurel was astounded to feel Dean's cock still hard and ready in her well-fucked pussy. She could hear him breathing very hard in back of her, sounding as if he might lose control and shoot at any moment, but the moment had definitely not come yet.
"T-Turn over, you sluts!" Dean gasped, pulling out of Laurel's cunt.
The contented girls did as they were told. Laurel saw Dean's reddened cock, dripping with pussy juice, waving out in front of him as he knelt on the bed. His eyes were crazy with the need to cum.
Dean carefully avoided letting his prick touch anything like hand or the bedspread as he turned over and lay on his back across the foot of the bed, as if one touch would send his pumped up spunk skying toward the bed's canopy. He got his breath, his prick moving up and down in long, slow dips as he sucked in and expended air.
"Now… suck me off, you bitches!" he commanded the girls in a gruff tongue. "Both of you, get those mouths on me and lick it till I shoot! Get yourselves a big mouthful of cum!"
Laurel and Doris were on their bellies at Dean's side in moments, their hot mouths licking their gleaming cum and lubricant off his shiny cock. They twirled their tongues around the pulsing cock's base and licked the cunt juice off Dean's tightly clenched nut sac. Laurel touched the man's ass ring with her hot little tongue, and Dean cried out.
"D… Don't tease any more! Suck!" he commanded them.
Laurel smiled and pursed her lips. She let Dean's hot, greasy cock-head pierce her mouth as if it were a second tight pussy, her tongue slithering all around it as she eased her lips down over the burning stalk. The oily friction of her mouth compressing over the sheen of cunt juice sent little tremors of joy throughout the cock-mouthing girl's body.
"Ohhhhhhh! Yeahhhhhh!" Dean groaned. "That's it, baby! Lick it! Eat it! Eat it all, you fucking cunts!"
Laurel milked the ready-to-blast cock with her neck muscles as she let it glide up into her throat. Dean moaned and hammered on the bed with his left fist, the feelings the redhead was causing in his keyed up cock too intense to bear.
"Mmmmm, let me have a suck, baby!" Doris pleaded, her soft cheek next to Laurel's.
"Okay," the redhead agreed reluctantly, releasing the big rod to Doris' tender mouth care.
The little brunette whipped her head up and down over the throbbing pecker, her fingers stroking the shaft expertly as her lips neared the top, then leaving it to the soft mouth as they came sliding back down the hot pole. Dean looked as if he were having a seizure. His eyes bugged out, and as he lifted off the bed in uncontrolled jerks.
"Drinnnnnnnk it!" the cumming man screamed all at once, his balls erupting into Doris' sucking mouth.
Doris gurgled and gulped at the huge outpouring of white cum flooding her mouth. She backed her head off the spurting shaft to allow herself to swallow more easily, and Laurel reached for the jerking staff.
The cum-hungry redhead tore the blasting prick from the other girl's gulping mouth and crammed the jizz smeared head into her own. Laurel bobbed her head once, to make the big dick squirt more quickly, and settled back to drink down the searing, steamy potion. She swallowed two big mouthfuls and then lost the fountaining cock once more to Doris, who snatched the throbbing dong away and aimed it at her dangling tits.
"Oh, yes! Make him cum on us!" Laurel cooed hotly, her own jiggling mounds contracting at the very thought.
Doris smiled and nodded, jacking two big wads of spunk onto her face and tits, then pointing the cock at Laurel. They mewled with pleasure as the boiling jizz spattered all over their chests and hit them in the face. Laurel licked the warm jism off hungrily and swallowed it as the steely cock finally shot its last weak glob of male pudding and began to go limp.
"Now! Now you cunts know what a real man can do!" Dean gasped, in character to the last spurt.
"Yes, darling," Laurel agreed meekly, licking his cock clean for him.
"Cut!" yelled the captain. "Perfect, kids! You did a hell of a job!"
"Beautiful!" the aging porno distributor agreed. "Now, my darlings, go get cleaned up for your next scene. There are many more actresses and actors due here in an hour. You, Laurel, my beauty, will be called upon to meet them all! Quickly, now, to your dressing room!"
Laurel groaned at the thought of all the cocks and cunts she would be eating and fucking before this epic was over. She had to admit, of course, that most of her groan was from the thought of all the pleasure such meetings would give her, not from any fear or loathing!
Laurel was a total, wrung-out, fucked-out wreck when the shooting finally ended four days later. She had committed sex acts she didn't dream existed with men and women of all colors and sizes.
Now she sat in Dean's apartment, a drink in her hand and a tight feeling of anticipation knotting her stomach. She hadn't been allowed on the raid and the bust, since she was still technically only a dispatcher, but she knew it should have gone down by now. The polite, silver-haired distributor and his cronies should all be in jail by now – the evidence seized, the nightmare over.
Laurel glanced up nervously at the clock. It should have been over long before this, as a matter of fact, Laurel told herself anxiously, wondering what was wrong.
Two hours later, the door to Dean's place finally opened and Dean and the others straggled through it. Laurel knew something awful was up from the hangdog, sullen expressions on the men's faces.
"Well?" she asked impatiently, her heart up near her mouth with fear.
"WE got indicted!" Dean said softly, his lips trembling with contained rage. "That dirty fucking judge said our case constituted entrapment, but he did charge us with making an obscene movie for distribution across state lines! We got suspended – probably fired, eventually!"
Laurel gasped. "ALL of us?"
The captain patted her on the head, a tear in his eye as he looked down at the fearful girl. "No, not all of us, darlin'," he told her gently. "You, they just plain fired."
Laurel felt the room spin briefly, then passed out.
The old man smiled at Laurel and indicated she should join him on the couch. Laurel smiled back stiffly, her palms sweating and her heart pounding as she looked around the sumptuous penthouse.
"We won't be needing you for a while, Gino." The porno distributor dismissed his bodyguard while Laurel made her way across the mammoth living room to the couch.
The door closed behind Gino and the old man turned and smiled more warmly at the cowering girl. He ran his fingers through her long, loose reddish mane, as if to show he wouldn't bite her.
"Well, you show great courage, coming here like this!" the distributor commented, grinning. "What can I do for you?"
"You can give me a job!" Laurel blurted. "I don't have one any more!"
"So I read in the papers," the old man said. "How about the others, do they want jobs making movies too? The story I read said they were going to need new employment soon, also."
Laurel smiled wryly. "I'm afraid they are. I think they'd all jump at the chance. We discussed it all week, and we all agreed – making those… those… kind of movies is great fun. We've enjoyed it a lot!"
The old man was staring at Laurel's low cut bodice. His cock was bulging beneath his impeccably tailored trousers.
"And you, my dear?" he asked softly, hypnotically. "Do you enjoy doing all of those wonderfully obscene things you do so well on screen?"
Laurel was staring at his rising cock. Her nipples were stiffening and her cunt was beginning to juice.
"Y-Yes!" she stammered. "I have to admit, I love doing them!"
The redhead's fingers were stealing over onto the man's zipper almost of their own accord. Laurel eased his stiff cock out and leaned over the man's lap. Her lips opened, and the hot, salty tasting head eased up into her warmly liquid mouth.
"Ohhhhh! Oh, yes, my dear!" the older man sighed. "You and your friends have a bright future with me – you especially – if you keep doing that precisely like you are!"
Laurel murmured her thanks around the porno king's swelling dick and sucked harder, her head moving tantalizingly up and down the hot shaft. She licked teasingly at the whole bloated prick and nursed hungrily upon it.
The old man groaned with pleasure and stroked Laurel's hair as she blew him. The future, Laurel agreed silently as she heard his gurgles of lust, did indeed look bright! A girl ought to love her work, the redhead smiled to herself, she really ought to!